He's the main character, in case you couldn't figure that out.
I've reached a stand-still in writing. 400 words a day when you're in a "blah" mood for a month is way too much.
“Never reason with angry gragorons,” Hesi muttered to himself as he waded through a stream. “They’ll eat you.” He tightened his grip on the leather pouch he was holding. The gargorons, small dragon-like creatures, guarded well their hordes of syrup-y honey, called liro. There were safer places to find liro, of course, but it didn’t taste taste as good. No one was able to get the gragorons’s liro except the highly trained Hesi.