The exiled prince of a nomadic tribe, The Chaste Tongues
Height: 6’
Weight: 190 lbs
In his younger years he travelled the Nexus and was destined to become the leader of his tribe. A tribe of dragons who viewed predating as taboo and vile. And yet…he was curious, tempted even to engage in this forbidden act. When this was found out, he was summarily exiled despite his prodigious position. At least he got away with his personal stash of riches!
And so he wandered alone. At least until he came upon Nexus City. Now, as someone who had to wander and survive off the land, he was unaccustomed to city life. His personal wealth let him go a couple weeks without having this “job” thing but eventually he had to “earn income” whatever that was. As luck would have it, he’d get a job being a bounty hunter where he’d track down criminals of Nexus City. Though his bounties that were rather small had a habit of…disappearing entirely.
Abilities
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There are the expected draconic strength and resistances but more uniquely he knows rudimentary water and ice magic that mainly consists of telekinetically moving about 1 gallon of water and creating ice out of shallow puddles
PERMAVORED by
Gamine
After a particularly tiring hunt the dragon went to his usual gym to make use of the public showers. That would prove to be a fatal mistake when an opportunistic, hungry college student took advantage of Kahlahn's exhausted state. An innocent offer for a post-bounty blowjob turned out to be a ruse to get that last bit of stamina out of the dragon as after he climaxed, Gamine lifted him up and toward her insatiable jaws. She'd bend his legs at the knees to swallow him cock first followed by knees followed by the entire rest of the dragon who was too tuckered to fight back at all~ He'd never know how and when he truly ended as he was simply too exhausted and ended up falling asleep in the warm, tight space while Gamine headed home. And so the proud prince-turned-bounty-hunter was turned into mere padding for Gamine
for good.
