Heinrich is a kobold who values honor, community, and compassion. He seeks to keep others safe and happy and to avoid conflict whenever he can. With that said, if a fight happens he's more than ready to meet the challenge. From when he was a hatchling to when he reached adulthood his entire life was spent in training and preparation for battling anything, person or monster, that might threaten his tribe, and he's been alchemically enhanced and modified for years to the point where he's an absolute powerhouse.
He's what the kobolds tend to refer to as an old soul. In their beliefs, when someone valuable, hard working, or selfless in the tribe dies their spirit is reborn in a kobold egg in the future to serve again. The egg tenders, guardians and spiritualists, who are assumed to know of such things were able to spot him out as one of the reborn heroes of days long past. He was given special treatment growing up, trained and groomed as a warrior rather than one of the mine workers, a fate in some ways kinder and in some ways more brutal. Now that he's here, though, there's no need for fighting. He sees this as a place of rest where he can relax and be himself. He's put away his armor and weapons and walks around in plain cloth shorts. He's quick to make friends and to cuddle, and of course to worship and obey any dragon that might need him - as a kobold he's still got that instinct.
A bit of strength is not all there is to him. He was trained to accompany his tribe's diplomats as well, and has learned a bit about negotiations and politics, though he cares little for such things. The upper caste in his society were also chosen to tend to the dragons that they worshiped, handling their day to day needs and overseeing ceremonies in which the tribe would shower their scaled gods and guardians with praise, admiration, and precious tribute. As such, he's learned several key things such as how to speak proper draconic in order to properly praise, how to play music - he favors the bongos - and to sing or hum to soothe the dragons when they're in need of calm.
He arrived here through mysterious means. He can recall something of a battle where he had to hold a pass against a great many enemies to allow the other kobolds to retreat. He remembers being surrounded, fighting past several bloody wounds, and then sudden darkness. When that darkness passed, he found himself here. Now that he's here he's found there's no need for fighting. He sees this as a place of rest where he can relax and be himself. He's put away his armor and weapons and walks around in plain cloth shorts. He's quick to make friends and to cuddle, and of course to worship and obey any dragon that might need him - as a kobold he's still got that instinct.
Nowadays the kobold can be spotted wearing nothing other than cloth shorts, showing off a somewhat muscular build. He looks powerful, fast, and toned rather than all bulged out like a bodybuilder. Those obsidian scales look smooth and deceptively soft, somewhat pliant yet also able to take a lot of punishment before breaking. If he yawns his mouth open wide there's a dull green glow in the back of his maw from down deeper in his throat.
If he happens to be armed, which is rare in any peaceful place, he sports some well constructed armor with heavy, thick steel plates over the majority of him and tough chain guarding the joints and other would-be weak points. His sword looks far too heavy for him yet rest assured he can use it well, even one handed if the need should arise.
Hein tends to be extremely submissive around most people, and loves to be taken advantage of, pinned down, and bound. Though he is quite capable of fending off almost any predator, he enjoys consensual play that might be a little mean. Digestion is appreciated, soul vore even more so. Strongly prefer to avoid anything vaginal, and absolutely avoid anything that's best left to bathrooms and any form of ageplay.