Fedalamar

Grumpy, gruff, and asocial, Fedalamar generally prefers his own company to anyone else's-- or, perhaps, just the company of the pure earth. Perhaps strangely for a wind dragon, he loves anything to do with rock, and is happiest when digging around in it. He rather wishes he'd found an Earth clan to live with, but such as life.

When it comes to anything else, he's bit of a grump: a taciturn, suspicious, gravelly-voiced grump. Only those who are particularly kind or particularly stubborn really bother with trying to be friends with him, and only those who don't make a nuisance of themselves-- and Fedalamar's notions of what a "nuisance" is are rather broad-- will he actually call more than an annoying acquaintance. Once he decides someone is a friend, however, and that someone continues to not make a nuisance of himself or herself, he is a good friend: loyal, protective, and surprisingly patient. He tends to grumble a lot, however, friend or no friend, as if afraid to be caught actually seeming happy in the company of another.

Clan position: Archaeologist (digger)
Mate: Terynesa
Familiar: Cursed bat, runic bat