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The color of blood and seafoam, he is as poisonous as his colors suggest. Like his mother, he is an alchemist, and one that is not particularly social. He prefers to discover new concoctions and ingredients to talking about anything with anyone, and believes that dragons do not, in fact, need a clan but can be perfectly serviceable and capable on their own.

He has made it his life's goal to make that a reality; to prove that he can be as good on his own as he could be with any clan. As such, he is multi-talented; he has begun to teach himself whatever he must to survive without the help of other dragons at his back.

I am, in truth, a yellow fork
From tables in the sky
By inadvertent fingers dropped
The awful cutlery.
Of mansions never quite disclosed
And never quite concealed
The apparatus of the dark
To ignorance revealed.

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