Cyr

The heart of this young imperial belongs to the elements. She's devoted herself to serve the raging forces of nature, not the gods who hold dominion over them, but the elements them self. She's often found under water, studying the ways of the waves. Or she's found floating around in a cloud covered sky in the middle of a raging thunderstorm, floating just above an erupting volcano, above the clouds watching the sunlight play in the cloudy roof of the world. She loves all aspects of the world so dearly and is always wanting to learn and experience more.
She has a very low attention span and does not have the patience to learn by reading or being told. She has to do everything herself. Her body has suffered from this, throwing yourself head first into something without precaution will sometimes end in hurt. Slowly she has replaced more and more pieces of herself with precious metals and wires - powered by the forces of the lightning she loves so dearly - and she is soon more metal than flesh. Her body is hard, but her heart is still soft and curious.
She's not that good socially. She prefers to study the world in solitude and has very few friends. Many dragons also find her weird looking an find it strange that she refuse to commit herself fully to one element - one God. She has a bit of a strange humor, but means it well.

Some HC

- Mutters to herself all the time
- Carries her teardrop jewlery as amulets of luck
- it is unknown how long she can live with her current body. Forever is a fair guess