Without much to do in his ample spare time than learn how to gamble and slack off with the best of the Dragonhope inhabitants, Vestan quickly grasped things like where to go, who to stand around, and when to look like you're actually DOING work. He rarely actually gets anything done, but enough that he's no slack when it comes to riding his dragon!

Though his old experiences with training wherry and even a tunnel snake or two have left him without the pinkie on his left hand, he doggedly keeps trying to work these wild animals up to tricks. It's not working...

When Vestan was 19, he was searched and taken to Dasmalenra Weir, where he proudly impressed medium size brown Silth. Together they are a great team in the air, as the brown is very quick and agile. He so far has been lucky and has not gotten struck by Thread, but it's only a matter of time. Anyone with experience gambling knows - some day the numbers will come up.