Varkozs Dravik is a broad-shouldered blue dragonborn with slate-colored scales, a blunt broken horn on the left side of his brow, and pale silver eyes. His old military coat has been altered into something he believes resembles a knightly surcoat, though the stitching is crooked and the heraldic device is upside down. He carries himself with rigid discipline, despite the fact that his belt is usually fastened incorrectly and his helmet plume is made from dyed broom bristles.

Varkozs is intensely earnest, disciplined, protective, and painfully formal in all the wrong ways. He treats every conversation as a possible courtly audience, addresses children as young squires, and believes a proper introduction should include his unit history, weapon maintenance schedule, and three respectful nods. He is slow to recognize mockery, but quick to recognize suffering.

Varkozs Dravik was hatched in a river fortress where dragonborn soldiers served as engineers, scouts, and shield infantry. His mother repaired siege engines, his father drilled recruits, and Varkozs learned early that courage was not a feeling but a duty performed while afraid. He became a dependable infantryman, famous for holding a breach during a winter raid after the officer in charge fled. Unfortunately, his formal education ended before anyone explained that a knight's conduct involved more than standing in the right place and striking dramatically. After leaving the army, Varkozs decided that knighthood was the proper reward for discipline and service. He bought a battered coat of mail, copied several ceremonial gestures from a traveling noble, and began introducing himself to important people with increasingly alarming bows. He has saluted priests, challenged stablemasters to contests of honor, and once offered fealty to a tax collector because the man wore a polished chain. Still, beneath the embarrassing etiquette is genuine nobility of purpose. Varkozs protects the weak, keeps his word, and refuses to abandon comrades. He seeks a true knight or worthy lord who can teach him the customs he never learned, while proving that honor is earned through conduct rather than graceful speech.