Vent dragon for /mlp/ DnD

Name:               Vent
Gender:             Male
Race:               Dragon
Class:              Inquisitor
Age:                10
Deity:              Nature
Alignment:          Neutral good
Skills:
Vantage Point: passive; grants you a +1 bonus to all attacks until your first failure. You can use a normal action at Min 8+ to regain this bonus after losing it.
Spellbreaker: recharge 2, spell, ranged; nullify a spell or magic effect
Word of Power: In combat, forces an enemy to miss their next attack and renders them helpless on a crit. Outside combat, can extract information on a success.
Brand: recharge 4 after effect ends; interferes with target’s spellcasting, causing chaotic and unexpected effects if they use magic during the next 3 turns. In PvP, consider any failed spells as critical failures

Talent: Private mind; +2 to resisting attacks/manipulation that preys on the mind

Inventory:
(Equipped)
Blue Scarf (Catalyst)
small gray backpack
(Within backpack)
Sling Shot
paper sack of lead balls
Some jewels

Appearance: A kind childish looking child dragon. Russet brown scales and pale yellow rounded spikes, yellow eyes and white belly scales. Oddily with lack of actual parenting that is had in dragon clans. Vent has always been a modest, kind, and unsuitably enlightful little dragon dragon.

Biography: The clans of Dragons (or at least the one Vent had grown with) do not have much intimate child parent families. One clan is one large ambiguous family. Although Vent had always taken a liking to the one of the few elder dragons within the clan. Instead of playing and fussing with the kin, he'd rest and talk with the Very solemn elder dragon. Although the conversations are usually held by Vent doing most of the talking The elder would rarely reply with incite. Because of his race is very nomadic it is not strange for some dragons even at young age to break from the pack. Vent had originally left with a group of teen dragons who were supposedly going to travel the capitals. Before leaving The Elder had cut a strip of fabric from a gigantic pillow from within his horde. The fabric was cut in the shape of a scarf. "This cloth holds my dreams and our friendship. When you are lost.. it's wisdom will find you". Although shortly after their first camp Vent had lost his group and is now trying to find his clan.