Name: Baal<br/><br/>Physical Description: Standing at somewhat over 10 feet in height when the young dragon stands at his fullest with his wingspan at almost double that. From almost snout to tail tip he’s covered in black scales that were covered too in a thick hide that was almost leather like to the touch mixed with a green underside to his body that striped over along the length of his tail. His eyes are a strange gold that seem to glimmer with an almost constant look of mischief on his features. He eschews any clothing preferring to retain his natural form and the advantages that it brought of course thanks to the added speed advantage he gets in flight.<br/><br/>Background: Baal was born amidst a nest of other baby dragons no parents to look after them and was forced to fend for himself since birth to avoid the larger predators that took a liking to the young dragons to beating his siblings to any prospective meals. Through this he never really made any friends just knowing whom to avoid and who he was above in the pecking order until finally growing weary of it all he flew away coming amongst civilization for the first time rather than the harsh deserts and mountains and continues to struggle to adjust to some of the more basic details of normal life.<br/><br/>Intelligence: Fully competent and aware of his surroundings and what he can do and mostly what can happen to him. Capable of broken speech at best but able to understand most spoken languages easily picking it up as he hears the words being said.<br/><br/>Vore Interests: Soft vore only, Oral Cock or Tail<br/><br/>Life: 2<br/>Mind: 1