Valor

also known as the Avenger.

Intro
Valor's Autobiography.

''"Long ago the Dragonborn were a proud race that lived in great societies throughout much of the known world. We were strong united in our efforts, but the world was shifting. Dragons no longer ruled the world as they once had. Other races began to take control of much of the land we had inhabited. Without the support of our lords the bronze dragons we were unable to control the massive empires that had been amounted during the ancient times. For years bloodied fighting endured with many races until eventually our great civilizations fell and the dragons fled to strongholds leaving us alone in the world. Over the years before I was born the dragonborn broken into smaller tribal groups who lived according to their scale colors. I was born into a fairly large group of bronze dragonborns who inhabited a towering tree in the far reaches of the world known as the Avonfell wildlands. From a young boy I was trained by my master Lord SIlvertongue a dragonborn with a silver tongue that contrasted greatly with his bronze scales. He was the leader of an order of paladins devoted to defending our tree from invaders, or dangers often in the form of maundering minotaurs attempting to establish new territorial bounds.''

''Our tree towered above all else. It stood hundreds of meters tall, and had many levels within it that we conducted business within. We lived within the tree farmed within the tree. In a way we survived within the protection of the eons old bark of the tree. It was resistant to attacks from all, but the gravest of opponents. We had acquired enemies whenever we conquested outside the tree. Individuals who defiled nature were punished often finding themselves dying under the dragon breath of one of our elders. We often sought out, and slayed chromatic dragons who reared their hands causing issues to the few societies around which we coexisted with.''

''I was trained in the arts of combat and weapons until I had mastered all melee weapons though I personally developed an affinity for a sword and shield. For years I trained with a select few destined to be paladins of the Great tree sparring to become the best warrior I could possibly be. We were few in numbers, but the best warriors of our species. Eventually, I was granted the rank of protector which our tribe held in the highest esteem. I was responsible for the protection of the tree. It was one of the greatest honors that could ever be bestowed among a bronze dragonborns. Throughout my years I had seen combat plenty of times. Often we battled against minotaurs,orcs,and Goliaths I personally wore the hooves of each I slayed along my armor. It was unbecoming of a paladin under the oath of the ancients, but my devotion allowed for a little deviation from the norm. The hooves stood out against the long dried out leaves attached to my armor in order to hide the powerful plate mail I wore beneath.''

''However, my past feats do not define me as I now wander the world hoping to put nature to right as demons and monsters run wild destroying nature as they go. I am an outcast of my tribe. I am an outcast of the dragonborn, but the weapon and the will of the metallic dragons.''

''I suppose the tale of why I am an outcast must be told. On my 26th birthday on perimeter guard for the tree I watched as Klauth, a monsterous red dragon descend upon our tree. We fought fiercely as hundreds of powerful dragonborn attempted to defeat the massive beast. In the end it was to no avail he murdered many of the dragonborn who fought against him. The force of paladins designated to defeat such a threat were not capable of fending off such an attack. We perished in scores, but that was our duty. He razed our tree bringing our society crashing to the ground. Knowing that fighting would be futile I fled with many of the other dragonborn knowing I was not destined to die yet. My oath was to fight for the tree until the death of me. It was our god, our purpose, and our safety. By abandoning it I abandoned my family, and my life. I was forced to wander with nothing but my armor, my sword, and my shield through the world after Klauth ruined my life. It was on this journey I found my true purpose.''

''THe Gods saw something in me for I was found by a large chromatic green dragon who tasked me with defending the world, striking back against those who defiled nature. He wanted me to search for vengeance towards those who had defiled my home. He seemed to caution me against a life where my only goal was revenge though. To be honest I believe that it was the wild-mother in a dragon disguise, but I do not truly know. It seemed too unlikely that a chromatic dragon would set me on a path to bring light into the world. Although, the evils of his breathen were changing the world in ways even the dragons could not accept in many cases. I began my quest to protect nature wherever I travelled. I fought humans who brought trees for no purpose. I left carnage wherever I saw nature defiled at the hands of evil. At the same time I travelled the world hunting red dragons wherever I could. They were a danger to the world as a whole, and I carried the means to protect it.''

''At one point in  my travels I was assisted by a high Elf named Thalin. We fought a young red dragon who rampaged across the countryside ravaging villages and razing forests. We fought tooth and nail to destroy the dragon. Once it was finished I thought I had found the beginnings of a family once again. We travelled for months together before I began to sense an evilness in his heart. He had a desire for power that I did not seek. So we split paths and I continued to wander the world. I eventually made it to my current destination….''

''I am now know simply as Valor the avenger of the dragonborn. The bringer of death to defilers, and the guardian of nature."''