Unnamed

Birthed in light, consumed by shade, Unnamed lives a strange, in-between life, choosing to never take a name. Unable to speak unless she wants to spew writhing, shuddering, black ooze, she keeps to herself and avoids others with intense dedication. Unfortunately, the bile and ooze must be expressed rather frequently, and will creep and spread if not burned with Light immediately. Sharik and BlumenKonigin are the only ones able to handle Light well enough to get rid of the ooze. She has full vision from each of the eyes on her body, causing her to become overwhelmed and nauseous from visual stimuli. If she can't remove herself from the situation, or be removed, she vomits bile uncontrollably. A side effect of her bile is that any shade touched who come in contact with it experience a loss of emotional control, an intense need to eat the ooze, and spiral into a feral state.
She does leave the inner caverns, but only at night, and always accompanied by one of the Light wielders. She loves her outings and they keep her sane. She understands that they must be short and that she must stay within a certain perimeter, or she'll hit sensory overload and lose herself.
Her mind is intact and has been since hatching.

When Parasite came to the clan and saw her, his eyes were so intent on hers she thought she was about to be attacked. She stood frozen as he ran at her, dodging every attempt the Nightguards made to detain him. He grabbed her; eyes flicking over her face as if to memorize it. The tension broke as he hugged her close and tucked his face to her neck, almost collapsing onto her. She looked around and saw Azure approaching quickly, worry and alarm plain on his face. As Azure reached out and towards Parasite, the mirror dragon was suddenly on the Imperial, snapping and tearing viciously. As quickly as he attacked, Parasite drew back and returned to Unnamed.
She was surprised at how unafraid she was; the Mirror dragon was anything but aggressive to her. After some maneuvering and cajoling, she got him back to her chambers deep in the tunnels.

They've been inseparable since.


Unnamed met Friedhof while tending the archives with Sihde; the spiral had wandered into the deep caverns on a whim and had decided to explore the dark corners filled with books and maps. Unnamed was wary, unsure if this new dragon would leave once seeing her. As she tentatively approached, Friedhof looked towards her and smiled softly in greeting. Unnamed could feel the heat in her cheeks and a fluttering in her chest. Unable to stop herself, she tried to say hello. Her bile bubbled up and out, and she frantically tried to cover her mouth to stop the flow. Friedhof, with a startled and worried look on her face, moved towards her to help, and continued moving even as Unnamed stumbled backwards and tried to wave her away.
Friedhof summoned her meager Light into her hands in an attempt to soothe Unnamed, and proceeded to rub her back as she gagged and coughed up more writhing ooze. When some of black goo landed on her hand, Friedhof simply shook it off and continued her gentle motions.