Stuff and Things...

Commissioned @isharton to draw my fanwalker. It came out amazing.

Bootur was born and raised in the Atarka ruled reigon of Tarkir. His great skills as a hunter and tracker lead him to form a small group of Ainoks which he was the leader. Becuse of his amazing ability to never loose trace of his quarry, they were able to prosper for a time.

One day a lesser Atarka brood dragon came seeking tribute. Bootur offered plenty fron his packs preservers, but it wasn't enough. 3 other dragon flew in, and started picking of his pack one by one. Bootur, in a rage, attacked the dragon the came seeking the tribute, in a hope to let his pack escape. He managed to break of a major part of one of it's horns. With this all the dragons came apon Bootur with dragonfire. With his back against the horn, useing it as cover, he was able to survive the initial blast, but they kept it up. The increasing heat was too much. His back began to boil againt the horn, bits of dragon fire would make its way around and scorch him. Then it happened. Right when he thought he was a done for, he found himself in a small clearing surrounded by trees. A fresh blanket of snow covered everything and more still slowly fell from the sky. He then colapsed and passed out.

When he came to he was in a small camp of humans, they have been treating his wounds since they found him 4 day ago. They told him what they knew and he figured out he was no longer on Tarkir. Worried about his pack he spent another week trying to figure out how to get home. Apon his return he found their den, empty, they were no more.