Name:	Tristen
Age:	19 years
Height:	6'4
Weight:	220 lbs
Eye Colour:	amber
Hair Colour:	golden brown
Occupation:	black smith
Pets:	firelizard: amber Amber
Bonded at:	The Healing Den
Dragon's Name:	Jaigagah
Colour:	copper-rust
Age:	adult

Appearence: Tristen's appearence is reminecent of Rugan. He wears the same dark colours, normally scarlet and black, and the same suspicious expression. His face is small and squared. Low brows converge over his amber eyes in a glance that taps into the soul of anyone they lock on. His hair is a short mess of golden brown, cut just below his ears in a flat wave. Bangs conceal his normally scrutinous gaze, leaving one to guess at what he's thinking. Thin, pale lips are often pulled tight in a disapproving frown. Yet the most remarkable feature of his face is the long, jagged scar running from above his left eye to his chin. This mark will be prominent throughout his life and adds to his imposing stance. His body is long and lithe, hinting at muscles that will develop later in life. When fully grown, he will be taller then Rugan by an inch or two.

Personality: Tristen is a closed, suspicious boy. Ever since the attack that took the life of his family and friends, he has always been mistrustful. Only those close to him see anything but anger in his sharp eyes. Even then he is often sarcastic and holds a mocking gaze. Like Rugan, he prefers to seclude himself in the smithy and work away the day. The only times he comes out are to help his foster mother bathe her dragons and possibly pick up supplies. His only other friends are Dungar, Terra, Frentil, the dragons and possibly Mystic and Aaron on good days. His anger is just as quick and furious as Rugan's own, scorching anyone in his path. Though prideful and stubborn, Tristen has come to know and love Rugan like a mother. A fact he'll never admit.