Eskame

Eskame

Caregiver - Wanderer

Mate: Lannistua - Element: Plague - Familiar: Raq'ko

Her father was a shaman. Her mother a witch doctor of sorts. She was raised on wild stories on the Gods and how many of the things dragons did made them befell of what they we're now. Stories of dead clans, even some including long gone Beast Clans. They always interested this young guardian.

Her parents, yet being the dragon that is supposed to choose and protect someone, never seemed to show any urge to. This confused her so, one time asking them, which their answer "We see our children as our charge. Not some random stranger." This did make sense to her.

Her parents taught her many things, such as salves to use on wounds, berries to eat in the wild, even little magic here and there. She wasnt really to happy of using magic, she was never good at it, leaving much to be desired. However, over the years, the odd mix of elements in her allowed her to mix fire and lighting magic into a lethal one. She has never actually used it however.

As she grew older. She left her home and wandered about, not caring for the company of others at first, but easily lonely. She sought out some kind, but some she thought of. A injured mirror out on his own, body a sunder and torn to pieces. She approached him slow, taking in low tones. He only let out a week growl. She took care of him anyhow, slowly if ever gaining his trust. It wasnt long before they became mates either.

Personality
"I sometimes wonder if I should find a charge."
Eskame cares a bit less then her species is actually supposed to, she prefers staying on the side lines in a fight, hoping they'd tire out and stop - she however does step in now and then to break things up if needed. Any other time, shes aloof and pretty happy with being how she is.