They call the Dragontorch the Heart of Wyveria. It's tendrils reach far across the old kingdom. It's guardians keep the land safe, serve its people. Or at least... That's what it used to do, before the fall.

Long after, years after all else was forgotten, the Torch lives on. It's People live on. And so it's duty continues.

In deepest recesses of the capital, a secret weapon stirs. As the old defenses crumble and wither, something must be done to hold the line. To replenish the ranks.
The Keepers call him the Pale Baron, the Hunters know him as a menace.

He is the Vanguard. He is the Protector. And he will do as he must, for Wyveria. For it's people. For he is their Knight in gleaming white.

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Meet the Pale Baron, new OC of mine, I think he's pretty cooooool. Mon Hun Wilds has its ups and downs but its a neat game, the wild turn at the heart of it is pretty cool too I say. Plenty of room for new stuff to be expanded on! Like, for example, how in the hell did ancient Wyveria make the Guardians? How did they maintain the ranks when they... y'know, did the funny thing to em.

I present one answer to that question: A great beast made with the capability of capturing and converting other monsters into Guardians. The ranks are getting low? Send the Baron, and he will bring new "recruits" back to the Torch and bathe them in its light (and wylk).

Done by my pal  redgreenfluffball check his stuff out!