A Tactical Intelligence Unit leader of the Crystal dragons.
You'd do well to meet him to learn about his demeanour.
Normally, he wears the usual infiltration or camouflage guard; the former is composed of a black shirt-with-hood, black stretch-pants, and similarly coloured footwear. The latter depends on the environment; whatever the ecosystem looks like (icy, rocky-and-volcanic, filled with foliage) tends to be the basis for the colours.
Born to a pair of humans in Larish who had signed up for the army at the minimum age, and had continued all the way to their deaths in employment, Raeliron's life was always peppered with surprises and a lack of continuity. He was relatively non-outstanding in childhood, except for a certain lack of morals and a great ability to pick up on details.
At the meagre age of seventeen, both of his parents were killed, and arrangements were made for him to stay at an orphanage until he was considered able to take care of himself; that was, when he turned eighteen.
At twenty-one, like all humans worth their salt, Raeliron applied for a rank in the army. Due to his parents' previously being in it, well, he was automatically given control of a Tactical Unit that had recently lost its leader. The presumed basis of the Unit was to merely gather information about 'the other side', as the report he was given had been termed, but the missions given to him have quickly surpassed that. The majority of the jobs his Unit has now been given tend to imply some sort of stealing of armaments; the biggest heist involved the stripping of an outpost's entire long-ranged weapons (two cannons, thirty-two cannonballs, seventeen bows, and three sacks of gunpowder.)