Irchnar

Irchnar and his small, deceptively fragile-looking familiar can most often be found pounding away at the forge on some project or other, the tiny winged cervine diligently serving as his mute assistant. If Irchnar is not making armor or ornamentation for some other dragon of his clan, he's usually busying himself with adding to his own body decor. In his downtime he can be found reading mathematical treatises and technical manuals. What's less easy to find is his guilty pleasure: the stash of mythology and fantasy stories he keeps concealed in a hidden vault behind his nest (a neat little bit of craftsmanship which he also forged himself).