Hejinmal

After being exiled from his father's castle, he flew for several days searching for a place to take refuge. He passed through many places, and in each one, he had to flee. On the nineteenth day, searching for a place to live, he found an old ruin. Filled with terror, he entered, searching for any danger nearby. The deeper he went, the more he hoped there was no one powerful there. Upon reaching the pantry, his sense of smell confirmed that there was food, and in good condition. For two months, he has been in that place, eating all the food from the jars. He moved several jars to another room where there were some books so he could read them while he ate. In all that time, he hasn't explored the entire ruin, and he doesn't care. He has what he needs for now, and to feel better, he used his breath to freeze the room he took as his bedroom.

He feigns confidence, knowing the power of his race. He's a full-grown dragon over 100 years old, and he believes that this alone will make many flee at his sight without him having to fight. So, when initiating a conversation, he tries to present himself as powerful, dignified, and supremely magnanimous. When he feels his presence isn't impressive, he often mentions that he's the son of his father, Olasird'arc Haylilyal, hoping that simply mentioning his father's name will help persuade others that he belongs to a powerful lineage. If this fails, he slowly begins to lose confidence. But if he sees things escalating, he begs for his life and offers submission and servitude to potential attackers, kneeling in the greatest form of submission of his kind. Above all, he prefers to live. There is no pride in him, no glory in his mind when he dies. Hejinmal loves life, he loves and enjoys the simple things in life, and he doesn't understand why he should seek a glorious death in defeat when he could humble himself to stay alive and enjoy life.

He is shy when expressing himself, he overthinks things, he doesn't know what to think of other races, believing they are all stronger than him, he is afraid of being seen by another dragon because he is sure they will kill and devour him for being so weak, he actively seeks allies to promise anything to take care of him, he thinks that somehow someone could take care of a dragon since his race is powerful... does that matter? That's what he thinks.

While he is somewhat loyal and often pledges his allegiance to powerful beings who threaten him, he rarely offers his loyalty if he already serves someone. He seeks the help of his allies or master in any conflict. Allies should not expect him to protect them; he will not. Hejinmal would let others die as long as he lives, even if he loved that being. He would let his entire family die if it meant he could live. However, if it is within his power to save someone, he will do so, not so much out of kindness, but so that the one he saved feels gratitude towards him and seeks to repay that help. For this to happen, Hejinmal must be completely sure he can achieve it; otherwise, he will neither participate nor help.

Exercising: He dislikes exercising a lot, he will always give an excuse but if you pressure him he will do it because either out of fear of being hurt or fear of losing an ally by looking useless, he will prefer to do some exercise even though he will get tired very quickly and will be totally exhausted after a few minutes.

Fighting: He deeply hates being sent into battle. He is not someone who rejects violence or is a pacifist, but he has no confidence as a combatant and prefers that if there is a fight, he is not involved in any way to be part of the conflict, except to ask his opinion. Otherwise, he does not like to participate physically in fights.

Eating and reading: He likes to eat tasty and sweet things, he's not usually very picky, but if you offer him food, his opinion of you immediately improves. He also loves reading books of ancient histories. While information such as spells or secrets of nations would be useful, Hejinmal usually reads history books, and the information is often useless unless you want to know about elven and dwarven culture, which he knows quite a bit about, but from more than 300 years ago.

Reliable friends: He likes being able to count on someone who is reliable and will help him. This is what he thinks, since he has never met anyone he could trust, but he thinks it must be very good to have allies, friends, or lovers.

Age: approximately 106 years.

Weight: 1.85 tons.

Height: 1.85 meters (from its Paws/Claws to the shoulders of those Paws/Claws).

Length: 8.2 meters (from snout to tail tip).

Width: 2.9 meters (it is the width of its belly).

The scales covering most of its body are grayish-white, often reflecting the color of the caves, which is a reflective color. In sunlight or in a snowy environment, it appears white, with the scales on its underside being completely yellow. Its claws are black, and it has two black horns on its head with bases the same color as its scales. It has glasses on its snout, which it usually tucks between its chest scales for protection; it needs them to read. It is nearsighted from reading books in the dark, straining its eyes to the point of damage, and now relies on its glasses to see clearly.