Thick wrappings from his shoulder down to the wrist cover the dragon's mark customary of the Dracon, much to the chagrin of his mother. An apprentice diviner, Rallo believes in the flexibility of fate.
Thin eyebrows, a scruffy beard, and a pointed nose
Pronouns: he, him, his
The Republic of Vinyata
Amicable but distant relationship with his mother and older brother
Prescribed fate is only real if you don't work to change it
Introverted but enjoys the company of other people. He is much better at socializing in smaller groups, and has no desire to stand out in a crowd.
Traces his thumb along his pointer finger when contemplating
The major events and journals in Rallo's history, from the beginning to today.