Name: Mitru of Clan Thunderscale
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Personality: Calm, and Introspective Mitru tends to watch and analyze those around her. Mitru does not trust easily, and often will use her words to test those she meets. Sometimes she speaks in soft riddles or half truths dancing around the meaning with playful amusement. People expect her kind to be dumb, and uneducated. While she might have no formal education her teacher has been the deep jungles she grew up in! Mitru is not good, nor does she abide evil preferring a more grounded take on the world around her.
Green Magick: Mitru's magick is arcane in nature, yet she has learned to tap into and mimick a great many divine spells. She can cast any debilitating, debuffing, or enhancing spell. but can not cast any direct damage, or healing spells.
Martial Training: As a thunderscale Mitru has trained in martial combat as well as magick. She can wield any hammer with effectless skill and prefers to use her Titan Maul in combat. Do not mistake her for a soft mage, it would be the last mistake you might make.
Animal Taming: Mitru is quite good with beasts, more specifically she's a knack for understanding dinosaurs. Having lived among them for so long she can almost near communicate with them, and even has an almost sisterly relationship with an ankylosaurus she calls Urti.
Born in the deep Jungles of Mediogatli Jungles, among her kin of the Thunderscales. Mitru's egg was chosen in early life to be imbued with the power of the Thunder Lizards and underwent special rites and rituals. The result of which left her infused with the might of the great Thundering Lizards of the jungle.
As a child Mitru was given special care, training, and privileges do to her nature. She grew big, strong, and not just in strength but mind and soul to. She was trained as a Shaman early in life, and given every privilege the tribe could afford her. It was the tribes great hope she would instill her strength upon them through her children, and make the tribe strong!
Yet, many Elders struggled with her independence, and her desire to find not just any male to be her mate but one she loved. It was a concept many kobolds shunned as a weakness, but she seemed to be infatuated with. Like many Thunder Lizards, she wanted a mate she could be with for life, and not just have children with a strong warrior.
In the End Mitru chose not a strong warrior but a near outcast in the tribe who was a pictomancer. Using his magick he could bring his art to life, but she did not find him interesting for his power but a fondness for his art. Despite many complaints among the tribe she took him as her mate, and no one could tell her otherwise.
It wasn't long before Mitru bore her first Egg, and became a mother--- Yet tragedy struck when a group of Drow Elf slavers burst into the village! They raided the hatchery and took many eggs, including Mitru's! in a Rage she took off after the Slavers and disappeared into a magical gateway!
Mitru found herself in a strange place, far from home! She slaughtered many Drow yet she was to late to find her Egg, as the Drow had already fled to the north!
Mitru follows now close behind... ever looking for her child, and the Drow who took them! for if she can not have her child back--- She'll have as much blood as she can feast upon instead!
