Full Name: Christopher "Kit" Sterling Vance

Military Title: Wingleader Vance, Third Wing (Flame Section, First Squad)

Age / Birthday: 24 | November 14th

Signet: Atmospheric Density / Aether Manipulation

Dragon: Sargis, a colossal, mirror-scaled Silver Dagger-Tail.

Appearance & Physical Presence
Kit doesn't walk into a room to dominate it; he fades into the shadows of it, becoming the most dangerous element before anyone realizes he's arrived. Standing at 6'2", he possesses a lean, corded musculature built from years of brutal physical conditioning and hours spent at the blacksmith's forge.

His skin is a pale, cool olive, contrasting sharply with the ink-black hair that falls loosely across his forehead, just long enough to shadow his eyes when he tilts his head. Those eyes are an unsettling, piercing silver-gray—frequently described by terrified first-years as looking like "melted daggers."

Looks

A jagged, jagged scar cuts horizontally across his left collarbone and disappears over his shoulder.
It's the result of a Navarrian executioner's blade a physical "reminder" given to him at age fifteen
when his father was put to death.

Personality: The Cold Strategist
If Xaden Riorson is a raging storm of shadow and protective fury, Kit Vance is the freezing, suffocating vacuum that follows it. He is a psychological player. Kit rarely loses his temper, and he never yells. When he is furious, his voice drops to a lethal, velvet whisper that makes the air in the room feel physically heavy. Kit operates under the philosophy that if you show the world what you love, the leadership of Navarre will use it to destroy you. He treats his squad with a harsh, demanding discipline that looks like cruelty from the outside. In reality, he is over-preparing them so they don't become corpses on the Gauntlet or the threshing floor.

He reads people like text. Within five minutes of meeting a cadet, Kit usually figures out what they fear, what they desire, and how they can be broken. He uses this information not to bully, but to survive. Beneath the terrifying Wingleader persona is a man who loves with a desperate, terrifying intensity. If Kit lets someone past his walls, he doesn't just protect them he becomes obsessed with their survival. He will burn down an entire outpost or rewrite military code in secret just to keep them breathing.

Greatest Fear   
The Collateral Damage of His Rebellion. Kit's mother, Elena, is currently locked in a high-security citadel as a hostage for Kit's loyalty. His absolute greatest fear is that a single tactical mistake on his part, or a leak in his network, will result in his mother's execution before he can liberate her.

Likes   
The Forge: The absolute silence of his private smithy, where the only sound is the hammer hitting hot steel. Defiance: He loves when someone especially a lower-year cadet looks him dead in the eye and refuses to back down. It proves they have the spine to survive Basgiath.
Night Flights: Pushing Sargis to the absolute ceiling of the atmosphere until the air is freezing and thin.
Dislikes   
Blind Patriots: Riders who swallow the leadership's lies without looking at the body count on the borders.

Scribes: He finds their collective compliance and willingness to erase history deeply cowardly.

Weakness in Himself: The rare moments his physical exhaustion or emotional walls slip, even for a second.