Art Credits: Doll Divine / Nokken maker

Name: Loenurd Brax (but don't call him len or nerd...)

Gender: flexibly male

Age: 24ish

Origin: Generic Fantasy World, currently residing on Dragondeep

Species: half-elf, human presenting (and stats as per human only)

Racial Oddities: maybe it's his elfin heritage but he's got modifications to his ears

Family: unknown, had been fully part of the Pirate crew before they got yoinked into another dimension, he misses their wacky antics

Height: 6'2" quite tall for someone with elfin genes

Weight: 182, he looks much leaner but this is all muscle and remarkably flexible at that

Hair: light brown, straight but curls toward the ends, quite long, and often has twigs or flower petals, whatever is sexy, woven into it; yes he has ridiculous sideburns too

Eyes: slightly glowing golden brown

Appearance: swashbuckling bard Brax fits the bill of ‘please don't try to seduce the kraken'. It appears he might have actually succeeded at one point. In doing so, he almost always has hickeys of some shape somewhere on him. Wait are those tattoos? Otherwise, as shown; also note that while he knows how to play things like bagpipes and drums, his true genius is violin and lute playing, stringed instruments are his forte, and he has a devilishly wonderful voice

(Original Specs)

Skills and Profession: Bard, tee emm. He loved working with the pirate crew, but he understands that the ship they call the True Star is absolutely not such a ship, and though they don't mind his antics when they're in port here on their island... he is not needed as a bard, and not good enough to replace their backup navigator. So... well thanks but no thanks? So now he's involving himself with transporting goods - not smuggling, but actually getting them from one side of the island to another, and from their trade port to the islanders.

Personality: He would absolutely fuck a kraken if given an opportunity. That's exactly the kind of guy he is. He likely has a dozen bastard children scattered around his homeworld, and with all the weird new species here on Dragondeep there are sure to be others on the way.
Possessions: as on sheet
 
History: he, like a number of others, was a pirate that took on a strange tall tabaxi and suddenly their world went sideways. Literally, their ship crashed and was sundered, losing many of the crew and almost all of the goods they'd stored. Then... then this drow lady on a gold dragon showed up and everything went sideways again, only this time it was to where those dragons had eggs. You could probably have seen the dollar signs in his eyes, but no - these dragons aren't for trading or selling... He knows that now. Flitters, on the other hand...
Dragon
Name: Mungth
Gender: Male
Size/Shoulder/Length: medium 9' s / 45' l / 40' ws
Colors: mottled shades of metallic bronze, with notably darker wingsails on their dorsal side than ventral, which are pale
Features: standard Pernese dragon, though is burlier than shown thanks to parentage
Powers: Winged Flight, powerful cupped wing shape like his doesn't go unnoticed. Mungth is a superb flier, particularly over ocean winds and spray, and in stormy conditions he is stable and reliable. Not markedly faster than a typical dragon his size, but he will not be deterred even in the worst of storms. He is trusted to carry delicate goods, as he is somehow able to keep packs and barrels from spilling or breaking on these trips over the sea.
Teleportation/Genrehopping, able to move up to 500 meters in a blink, and doesn't seem to tire until he's done it half a dozen times. Since Dragondeep doesn't have a threat falling from the skies (well... not Thread) he has learned how to use this to patrol an area or boost his sweep radius rather than in combat. He can move between dimensions, with concentration and effort from his rider to recall a specific place to go. He will need a good rest and maybe some meat after, and cannot just up and port again until he's slept it off.
Telepathy, an intimate connection to his rider at any distance, he also can sense and communicate with dragons of virtually any type at up to 20 miles, and humanoids or non-dragons around 2km. He likes listening in to the local dragons and dragon kin, though he does know better than to announce himself to them without backup.
Minor Telekinesis (assist only), when other Pernese-descent dragons are around, or anyone with a magical or psionic ability to move things with their mind, he can add an amount of power to the efforts if he's within about 20 meters of the work. Reducing the effects of weight, mostly, but also his flight seems to have this effect too, balancing and keeping things still and safe are somehow always easier when he's around.
Assisted Firebreath, if there were coal mines or ... something, maybe that volcano could produce firestone? As it is, however, he doesn't think he'd like to even learn how to chew it. That sounds nasty.
Parentage: Gold Zeadenath and Bronze Atoth
Origin: Dragonhope Weyr Giveaway, Version 2 Year 5
Other Info: Though he enjoys his rider's music and talents, he himself isn't much of a singer, though his tail often thumps in time to a good tune.