A Mainspring Alt.
Name: Dr. Thealon zu Kahl (But you can call me Professor)
Species: Valaanian dragon
Length nose-to-tail: 20'9"/6.32m
Weight: 1556lbs/342.92kg
Coloration: Burnt orange with silver spines.
Eyes: Purple
Age: 53
Occupation: Indepenent naturalist
Education: In human terms...
Doctor of Botany, Zoology, and Mycology
Master of Science in Chemistry and Pharmacology
Bachelor of Science in History.
So, I was born in the dragon nation of Valaan, the only child of moderately wealthy parents. They were nice, if distant (by human
standards, at least). Ever since I was a child, I was brilliant. I actually skipped over most of my education, and entered college
at the tender age of 11. Graduation took even less time, and I was serving an internship with a prestigious university while most
drakes my age were sweating through basic algebra. By the time I was allowed to drink to excess, I had published seventeen research
papers, participated in two major ecological studies, and won my nation's leading prize for scientific excellence.
That's when things went downhill. It turns out that my university was serving as a front for arms smuggling. Actually, I tell
a lie. It was my university's Nature Studies department that was serving as a front for arms smuggling. Being a member of the
department naturally put me under suspicion. I tried explaining that I didn't know what they were doing because I just didn't
care, but I was still found guilty of collusion. I was sentenced to exile, and my research has basically been junked.
And thus, I am here. No, I can't shapeshift. No, I can't breathe fire or fly. My 'horde' is mostly plant, fungus, and animal
specimens and I have a weak knee thanks to a college sports injury. Thus, I try to stay away from other people and stick to my
research. I'm actually doing alright for myself, and I'm part of something special. I've actually got my hands on eggs other
exiled dragons have left behind. And I'm always looking for volunteers to host them to maturity.