A waterbender who roams the lands. He has no where to call home and no one to call family. His future is his own.
Malkon is cold. He does not like to talk often and generally seems uninterested in everything that happens around him. He will often give you a cold shoulder, but with time can eventually warm up. Once part of a group Malkon still is cold but generally less so. Overtime I'm sure his boundaries will come down, but for now he is a lone wolf in all but bite.
Malkon carries a tan jar for water bending purposes. Otherwise he has no weapon and no specific tools to use.
Malkon died at the age of 15. He was revived by a kind old water bender in a desert oasis. However, she left him soon after reviving him and to this day he has no explanation as to why she did it, or who she is. He now travels the land hoping to one day repay her kindness. After he tried to return to the southern tribe, Malkon was rejected by those who formerly knew him. For some reason he is considered taboo within the village and was actually murdered by the tribe. After trying to kill him again, Malkon escapes the villagers with a new hatred for the other water benders. Knowing this, he left to never belong to anyone or anything, hoping to find the kind old water bender who cared when no one else did.