Royale

Born into a large clan that resided in what is called the wandering contagion, Royale was nowhere near one of the first to be born in the area. His clan, set in their ways, valued strength and lived happily under the reign of the Plaguebringer. Determination and ambition drove them, and each hatchling looked forward to the day they would be taught how to fight and dominate. Before he even opened his eyes, his fate had been decided by not only his parents, but his clans' expectations. But when the day came that he and his siblings first set sights on the world, instead of ambition, the drive that consumed the dragons around him, all Royale could feel was curiosity, and an unquenchable thirst for knowledge and understanding.

He fell in love with the world around him, and his favorite word quickly became 'what'. Soon, what turned to why, and why turned into how. Thoughtful and calculating, the young Plague dragon took his valiant and headstrong roots to turn his life into an adventure. His ambition was not to dominate, but to understand. The only power he desired was to reach the stars.

Of course, he wasn't exactly like the others in his 'age group'. Or most dragons in his clan for that matter. Often, while there would be events or his clan mates had gone to sleep, he would stare up at the sky and lose himself in his own mind, the stars and moon almost hypnotizing to him. He longed for answers, and as he began to draw near the end of what he could learn in his current situation, the draw to move to other places grew stronger.

It was a gorgeous night of a meteor shower that he decided it was time to move on from the comforts of his home.

Merely more than a hatchling, young and agile, Royale packed a bag with a map, and a journal for his findings. A simple arrangement for his journey, he began to travel. From land to land he discovered new and interesting things he would have never seen back home. As years passed, he learned to call his old clan his past instead of his home, and while there were some who were hostile towards him, most were open about their clan and culture and knowledge.

He became a traveler with no home, but a thirst for the answers, and he'd never been happier. Still, traveling a road alone became tiring, and with no one to share his findings with, no one to talk with, he became low in spirits. Still, his persistence that had been taught as a small dragon pushed him through, and soon he came to a land that he'd never been to before.

Crystalline peaks surrounded it, and an observatory that looked towards the sky beckoned him. Flying with weary wings to the island surrounded by a gorgeous infinite forest, and water that lapped quietly at the shore, for the first time, he discovered dragons that shared his curiosity. As he asked questions, none of them seemed confused, and even offered back questions of their own. Never before had he had such engaging conversations, or learned so much in just a single day. A feeling of recognition and belonging filled him, and he was left knowing that it was his home.

Eventually running into a Skydancer by the name of Iridessa, she invited him to join their clan, and after tucking him snugly under her wing with a motherly embrace, he was invited with grace into his new clan, which, to this day, he calls home.

Now at peace with himself, and still a raging thirst for knowledge surging through him, Royale amerces himself in Arcane culture. He spends hours upon hours studying the sky and formations, comparing his notes to others, and coming one step closer every day to true understanding.