Bo

Uh oh! Looks like this spunky pearlcatcher wandered a bit to far from his lair, and is now off to see the world! If you feel the need to exalt, he would greatly appreciate being sent back to his owner, or the Dragons of to see the World thread, here

Owners I've had:
* 157356 / TheEnigma
* 50749 / IgnisFlamel
* 51306 / Trixillia
* 161369 / faeryplace
* 154850 / Moonwater
*141977 / hellherper
*40606/Illy
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TheEnigma: He's become very restless, and as a spunky, hyperactive dragon child, he wants to go explore!

IgnisFlamel: During his stay at the Clan of the Searing Magma he got to meet a lot of interesting dragons, though none of them were as hyperactive as he. Most of them were rather calm and some didn't even want anything to do with him. Still, he made a few friends in the clan.

Trixillia: He made quite the stir on entering the Lair of clan Tri Xillia, everyone crowded around as he cheerfully told them the tales of his newly began adventure... only he was soon caught short when a mysterious Skydancer asked him his name. He blinked at her in confusion for a moment and said "I am Unnamed." The dragons all around him nodded and agreed and before he knew it he was being bombarded by suggested names and titles. Confused he chose to leave the clan, a little less spring in his step as he thought of her question.

faeryplace: Through his travels he came across a shadowy faery lair full of all kinds of dragons, who greeted him kindly and welcomed him into their midst. These dragons were mostly calm, though there were a few who were...less calm. One of the dragons that greeted him a coatl , who said she was one of the few who had been there since it's creation, told him of the others that had, on their travels, stopped here to rest for a while before continuing on their way. She told him of another dragon who had stopped here, and imperial who didn't have a name either, but hoped to find one on his journey. She suggested that perhaps that is what he might find, at this journey's end. A name and a place to call home. Before once again leaving on his journey, he accepted the gifts given to him by hosts.

Moonwater: He had no name, no purpose, and only the winds whipping past his face and the blue sky twirling in his eyes made anymore sense to him. It was in the Mystical Moon Water Clan, a clan where anything is possible and where magic suffuses the ground and the dragons, where he discovered both of these. When he landed, he felt the magic of the Starwood Strand suffusing into him, and he finally realized his purpose. Not magic as magic is often known as, but the magic that a Shaman uses. He would become a Shaman, and his mastery over the elements would be supreme. His name, he learned through the art of scrying, which the resident mage taught him. Bo. That was his name, and has been ever since. He cast off his worn traveler's gear, and donned a Green Birdskull Headdress. While he felt at peace in the Mystical Moon Water Clan, it was not his home. His home would be where he finds the final piece of Birdskull gear, and becomes a full Shaman. And so he left once again, to continue his journey.

hellherper: He stumbles across the wandering nomads by chance. Their paths crossed and they offered him trades. He traded trinkets from his travels for food and stories for stories. He was impressed with the ground they had covered, their stories of battles won and lost, and felt this clan would be good for him. He asked the clan leader if he could stay and offer his talents. The great guardian nodded and Bo began his trek with the nomads. At first he was pleased with his life. He lived much as he had before but with the safety of a clan. He found company and made many friends. His shaman knowledge made him popular with the healer, who he would later miss more then anyone else in the clan. But after awhile he became acutely aware of the violent nature of the clan. He watched them bulldoze all who opposed them with a frightening mix of brute strength and trickery. While he appreciated the cold and calculated attacks, he didn't care for the violence they caused. After a long stay with the clan, he took his leave, in search of a life more suited to himself.
Illy: The Southern Icefield seemed a strange place to visit for a shaman, but Bo eagerly sought out a warm hearth and the library of the Scrollkeepers, Light dragons who recently moved to the frosty clime to better preserve their ancient texts. The leader of the clan, a guardian female named Aesari, gifted him two more pieces of his tribal feathers in exchange for his classes on Becoming One With The Elements. He was happy to be on his way, with new knowledge securely tucked between his horns.