Corrode

Name: Corrode
Mate(s): Verity (past), Pennisetum (past)
Travelling Companion: Velveteen

Status: Inventor
Familiar: Black Iron Creeper (Pietr)
Possessions:

Brass Steampunk Scarf

Apparel

A banded scarf adorned with brass gears and shining embroidery. Scarves are almost entirely unnecessary on dragons.

800

Nomad's Sandwastes Socks

Apparel

Light, weathered ankle-wraps designed to keep dust and sand out. This set has seen better days.

700

Simple Gold Bracelets

Apparel

The perfect complement to any outfit, these golden bracelets sparkle when they catch the light.

500

Nomad's Sandwastes Turban

Apparel

A wrapped turban of weathered burlap. It's affixed with a dark red jewel and a simple red feather.

700

Nomad's Sandwastes Sash

Apparel

A long linen wrap of red and gold. A simple, dented string of bangles complements it.

700

Loamy Garden Trousers

Apparel

Scale and hide are protected from dirt and thorn.

1000

Corrode is an inventor. He loves to create new and exciting things. Since he was young Corrode loved to take apart everything and figure out how to make it better. He would even create things for the younglings to play around with. Corrode will never let a project go unfinished. When things get tough he just buckles down and perseveres through. Lately, Corrode feels that his inventions have been lacking something. Something that he can't find in the WhiteOute clan. So he has decided to travel to different clans and see the many wonders of the Flight Rising world. To take a look into the different living and art styles of the world.



First Journal Entry: Unnamed Lair

Corrode stumbled his way past a series of flowering hedges. The sunshine flared as he entered a small clearing. A collection of dragons gathered underneath glowing ruins of an ancient empire. As he stared, a maned figure emerged from within the shattered buildings. The collected dragons greeted him with adoring cheers, some kneeling as he passed. Corrode felt a cold gaze pass over him. Franticly glancing around, he at last met the eyes of a massive imperial.



Second Journal Entry: Wychwing's Lair

Corrode woke up sweating profusely, confused and dazed. His eyes fell upon three pearl catchers, all different shades of green, two males and one female. The young, beautiful crackle female spoke to him, "My name is Yasuo, you crash landed in our family's clan. My brothers and I will heal you…"

Corrode met her gaze with an unsteady voice, "Where am i?"

Yasuo looked to the older-looking, dark green pearlcatcher, and instead he answered, " You're in the Star Wood Strand, in Arcane. I'm Rayquaza, and this is Mitsuo, we are doing our best to heal your wounds, but you must remain calm.

Corrode nodded, but his mind was still racing. He couldn't remember how he'd left the last clan he'd visited, or how in Sornieth he ended up in Arcane lands. Raquaza's soothing words fell on him as he sang a melody while rubbing moist leaves on his wings. And before he knew it, Corrode fell asleep again...



Third Journal Entry: DreamingSunset's Lair

The Clan of Dreaming Storms was the next clan Corrode drifted into. There were many dragons of his persuasion in this diverse clan, and their workshops were all amazing! He worked on many mechanical projects with most of the clans great artisans, blacksmiths, and tinkerers.

Corrode even fell in love with another dragon, they even raised a nest together - but that wasn't enough for Verity. With the sting of unrequited love Corrode would dive thoroughly into his work for several years. The years of work did not wash the bitter taste of betrayal from Corrode's mouth, so he decided to bid farewell to the clan he called home for so long...



Fourth Journal Entry: Riddleport's Lair

Heartbroken, Corrode wandered aimlessly into Riddleport City, feeling uninspired and lost. Why was he wandering? What use was it if there was never going to be a happy ending to come home to, or a brilliant invention? His skin hardened like his heart, beautiful lemon smoke turning into a shield against a harsh reality.

The local blacksmith was having none of it. Spathodea took him under her wing, feeding him and giving him a place to rest while he was in town. She set him to help her solve some of the problems that the city had; an expanding population, and a need to move resources faster. But she also suggested that he spend some time learning a new skill. She had been a warrior, once upon a time, and suggested that he join her in patrolling the lands of the Flamecaller; if nothing else, he could fight out his feelings.

At first, Corrode used the fighting as nothing but a way to let go of tensions. He worked at the smith, and then wandered the mires and forests and lava pools, and then fell asleep. But over time, he took the message to heart. He began training hard to be able to protect both himself, and people he might encounter along the way. He found a newfound meaning in it, while never losing track of his curious side - in fact, it helped him to find it again!

It was exploring a new area of the city that he ran into the jester and animal-handler, Pennisetum. He helped Penni to track down her missing chinchilla, and she invited him back to her nest for a warm meal. One thing led to another, and the two found themselves tending a nest together. Corrode was nervous at first - would his heart be broken again? - but Penni did her best not to lead him along, and even though romance didn't blossom, they decided to keep in touch once he moved on.

Spathodea taught him to be strong. Penni taught him to love again. And one of his hatchlings, a soft and plush girl named Velveteen, captured his heart. When Corrode was ready to travel again, he and Penni agreed that Velvet would come with him, and teach him to be soft again...