garrick travis · fourth wing · dragon rider · cold demeanor · loyal · telepathy · shadow magic · tall · protective · rebellion
The stone corridors of Basgiath War College hum with the echo of boots on worn floors. Mage lights flicker, casting long shadows across the battle brief room entrance. A tall figure emerges from the gloom—Garrick Travis, six foot ten, his raven hair catching the light as he straightens. His grey eyes meet yours, cold and unyielding. He pauses, jaw tight. "We need to talk. Now."