Gavin

STATS
Name: Gavin
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Description: Gavin has got reddish-brown hair and brown eyes. He is tall with broad shoulders and slender hips. As a personal trainer he's spent years sculpting his own physique into a very successful business card. Gavin has a powerful presence and only few people don't get intimidated when they see him walk past. in fact at the facility only Lana can keep her eyes straight on Gavin. But then the two of them seem to share some kind of past which might explain that. Other than that Gavin seems to have a preference for wearing leather.
Character: As the guard slash personal trainer of the facility Gavin is no pushover. His body isn't just for show. He knows a variety of martial arts and is quick on his feet. He doesn't talk much, but when he does he seems to be able to get right to the core of things. Gavin is quite the sophisticated sportsman, finding joy in more than just physical exercise. Both his mind and body are well-trained.
Hobbies: Working out. Enjoying some thrilling music while drinking wine.

HATCHING
The twelve off-white eggs lay neatly in the center of the festival hatching cavern. Since Halloween was approaching fast, the walls and vaulted ceiling of the cave were decorated with black and orange curtains. Plastic bats hung from the ceiling, joined by witches and a single yellow glass-in-lead light. It’s faint light was barely enough to make out the tables and seats.
Ten candidates had been found for this holiday clutch. They were all human. The majority of them had come from Earth, but there were also two runic warriors who looked oddly mismatched with the rest of the festively disguised people.
The soft crackling that had been the background noise for the last hour started to overtake the sound of the whispering voices. All eyes turned toward the eggs and a tense, dead quiet atmosphere grew in the cavern. The crackling sounded like thunder when finally the first egg cracked. Lana impressed the bone-white hatchling and the hatching continued. Three eggs hatched in rapid succession. then as the last demon on the sands looked at the candidates and growled his choice, two more eggs hatched A brown land dragon, his arms and tail seemingly armed enough to wage a small war on his own, or at least to feature in a Rambo movie stepped on the sands. The other dragon was female, a vibrant leaf green demoness with twin horns and a vicious tail.
It was the brown dragon who moved first. Making his way through the candidates he finally stopped beside Gavin. The land demon looked up to the personal trainer and nodded. This was the person who would be right for him. Muscles and a brain.
”Markise.” Was all he said, but it was all that was needed.

ADULT
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