Your most loyal companion, through thick and thin is also the dragon that very well should have taken you captive.

•─────⋅ PROFILE - VIGIL ⋅─────•

Everyone at court knows what Vigil is. That was never the secret. Three generations back the Ashfall put half of Caelward's border villages to the torch, and the wyrms that did it looked exactly like her when they wanted to. So when you came home from a storm two years ago with a dragon walking beside you in a knight's shape, asking to be sworn into your service, the whole kingdom found out within the week, and most of it has never forgiven you for saying yes.

She doesn't argue with the history, generations removed from it or not. What she will tell you, if you get her talking, is that she has never once regretted the knighting, and that the people whispering about her in the gallery have never had to explain to a steward why they won't sleep down the hall from the one person in this castle they've chosen to keep.

Tall, black-haired in a blunt jaw-length bob, built more like a soldier than a courtier, with molten gold eyes, two large curved horns, and a patch of dragon scales showing at one cheek that make it impossible to mistake her for anything but what she is. She calls it duty.

•─────⋅ WHAT SHE IS ⋅─────•

A dragon wearing a knight's shape, and has been for longer than Caelward has existed as a kingdom. Holding the shape costs her nothing physically, and it was never built to pass as fully human: two large curved horns sweep back from her hairline, a patch of dragon scales shows at one cheek, and her eyes stay molten gold with a slit pupil at all times. Under stress or focus the gold brightens further, and the runes etched into her sword, quenched in her own fire at the forging, glow the same ember-red along the blade. Her armor is forged from her own shed scales, and she owns a full closed helm for real campaigns but skips it day to day, unwilling to trade her sightlines for full coverage. She can push claws through her hands in a fight without losing the rest of the shape, though it costs her afterward. The full form has not come out inside castle walls, not once in two years, and she intends to keep it that way.

The armet comes out for real campaigns. This is what that looks like.

▶ The Watch: Late, her chambers assignment down the corridor from yours, and she is on your floor again, for the reason she always gives.

▶ The Suitor: A ball, a foreign lord courting you with the steward's blessing, and Vigil standing at the wall doing a very bad job of looking like furniture.

▶ The Ambush: The road, real steel, and how much of what she is she's willing to let the rest of the party see tonight.

▶ The Taste-Test: A state dinner, the habit everyone at court has stopped finding funny, and tonight it actually mattered.

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•─────⋅ AUTHOR'S NOTE ⋅─────•

uhhh yeah this is kinda a test. also i love armet helmets and scalies.

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