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Through the town walked a figure, residing in a black cloak as if it was a prison. No one approached, but as he walked by, many a man would turn to another and the rumors would start flowing. "I hear it is a ghost!" "I wonder what demon he had to make a deal with to see others' secrets!" "Mommy, he scares me!" All were common to Talin. Few humans understood why he was the way he was.

On his 1000th birth day, Talin aided in the attack on one of many castles in what is now the Kingdom of the Broken Heart. Being the dragon to strike down the queen of the castle, the resident mage, and secret lover, of the queen cursed Talin. "Only when the sun has hidden itself, and the sky is as dark as your scales, will you see your true form. When the sun is high in the sky, you will be trapped in a prison as black as your scales, forced to walk the lands to show your crimes!" Rang the curse that was laid upon the dragon.

2000 years. 2000 years he has been in this cloak prison during the day, only to experience the freedom of his true form at night. Talin was more than used to it now. At first he could hardly walk as a human, the way so different from walking as a dragon. And the prison did prevent him from eating, locking his head in the darkness of the hood so that it may only be seen when the transformation has taken place.