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Michael, original character.

Temperamental dragon god.

Tasked with watching over the mortal realm and reining over spirits known as Peacekeepers that live among humans (often in the form of animals) to guide and protect them.

Pretty face but the most rancid attitude you'll ever come by.

Will do anything to exact vengeance justice on those who he believes have done wrong, by any means necessary.

Also willing to burn down anyone and anything that gets in his way of creating his own ideal world.

Had a breakup of genuinely apocalyptic proportions and now the petty ex fight could end the world.

Good luck actually befriending him; he considers most people a means to an end.

He's five feet tall in his human form because he needs to be humbled. It's fine, when he's a dragon he's like, sixty feet tall (or any size he wants when not in the mortal realm).

He's probably blowing you up in his mind if you talk to him.

His wings work at least, but he can't do much of anything else. Heart Render is nowhere to be found, instead replaced by a useless plank of wood that had been promptly tossed into that massive pit.

Michael has spoken to no one since he's arrived. People seem happy enough to give him a wide berth. He's traveled far from his assigned quarters, off into a neighboring ward, and he's found himself in what appears to be a more residential area. He passes a café with its lights off and curtains drawn.

A stray cat scampers past him and makes it a scant few yards until it skids to a stop in front of the only other figure there on the street, barely illuminated by the lights along the sidewalk. The feline arches, hisses, and darts off into an alleyway.

Curious, the dragon asks: "What are you waiting for?" And then, "Humans are suspicious of lone figures in the dark."

Make that two, now. This one strikes an interesting silhouette.