Ethelwulf Vuldritch the Noble

Greetings, my names’ Ethelwulf Vuldritch or Ethel for short. My name means of Noble heart or noble one. Why I was named this; I might never know why, but like my name, I am very noble and proud to the core.

My origions started around the beginning of autumn, my birth of course. 19 years I have lived and thrived through trials of everyday life. My birth placewas land after land away from Berk. As in very far away, in a small section of the world called 'Dark Thorn Forest' , I've been raised by my mother; my father is obsolete so I know nothing about him, but my mother said he was as pure as any man could be.
I’ve been trained in the arts of sword combat and bow and arrow, along with a few other such choices but the main weapon I use is my black Bow crafted with large dragon horn designs. My dragon is a great Fell Beast named Leroy; I’ve trained with him for over 4 years since I saved his life and we’ve been inseparable ever since that faithful day.
When we first meet, I was only a little lass of 12 years, it was my whole family and the village who was chosen to clean up after a mighty war had ceased; we were to clean up the many bodily parts and broken helms and clattered swords and burn the pill to the ground. When the soldiers of my village, who also accompanied us, found the foul smelling varmint scurrying about in the mess of shattered and broken things; the little beast was feasting on the dead flesh, and he had looked ravished of any food. The soldiers had tried to kill him; seeing as he had no other of his kind around, he looked sickly and abandoned;they were throwing rocks at his head and trying to jab the tip of their swords into his vulnerable hide. I was the one who ran in-front of them, with my not so good of a shield, and blocked the attack. When my shield broke and fell to the ground I cradled the creature but held his muzzle so he would not lash out at me; yet his tiny claws on his hind legs and spikes did scraps and scratch my arms and legs.
Everyone knew if a fell beast hatchling was left behind then it was for the survival of the race, discarding the weak to die on their own; as was this little ones fate. There had been many reports on fell beast and other dragons abandoning their chicks if they felt the chicks would not make it.
The soldiers who saw me cradling the creature sort of backed away, as they knew my father was one of the high councils to the king long ago before he passed away. My mother had frozen where she was, completely awe stricken. The soldiers left me be, but gave me the most unholy and disrespectful looks; as if I had done something terribly wrong. After that, the small creature I had in my arms had calmed down a tiny bit. His eyes were looking straight up at me, as if he sensed I had done something.
It would take a number of months for him to open up to me. He snapped whenever I came near him and crackled an odd type of roar at anything he saw move. With slow patience and gentle yet firm grasp, the bond we grew became to show to everyone else in the village. When he grew bigger however; everyone else feared him and the foul smell and might he possessed. Some called him the Fell Beast, as what he originated from. But those things were foul evil creatures who did the dead’s for the Evil king long ago…I believed Leroy was just a bit different than the rest.

I am a Female and I’ve been known to go to either gender.

I’ve been trained in the arts of Sword and Bow , mastering all my classmates and eventually my mentor. I wish to be a Great Warrior in the next land I come across.