Kid is a lean, powerful Dragonborn with shimmering bronze scales that reflect the light like burnished metal. His eyes are a striking molten copper, and several small scars across his snout tell the tale of a violent military past. He wears scale mail armor painted in muted shades of moss and dirt, and his gear is kept in meticulous, soldierly order despite the mud of the forest.

Kid is blunt, efficient, and deeply cynical about leadership. He prefers the company of tall trees to high-ranking officers, but he still moves with the disciplined posture of a trained soldier. He is surprisingly soft-hearted toward the vulnerable, often acting as a silent guardian for those who cannot fight back.

Born into a clan where every youth is funneled into the mercenary legions, Kid earned his nickname because he was the youngest scout to ever survive the border skirmishes against the orcish tribes. He was a perfect soldier until he was ordered to burn a forest village to smoke out a rebel cell. Seeing the terror of the families involved broke his conditioning. He didn't just refuse the order. He knocked his commanding officer unconscious and fled into the deep woods. Now, Kid lives as a ghost in the greenery, using the survival skills the military taught him to sabotage cruel regimes and protect the forgotten. He knows he is a deserter, and he knows they are likely hunting him, but he has never felt more alive than he does with the wind in his scales and no masters to serve. He carries his old insignia as a reminder of what he never wants to be again.