Synope

Synope walked through thoroughly tangled vines to reveal a hidden lair deep withing the Everbloom Gardens. He walked closer to the cave and started to smell mint. He put the vines covering the opening to the side, and the dragons inside looked over at him. The dragons were holding tea cups made of stone around a stone table, and most of them were wearing headdresses, armor, and silk adornments, along with other pieces of apparel like fur and stringed bones. A mirror stood up and told Synope to address her as the clan's leader, and he he did. Another mirror came up next to her and said, "Hello traveler. I am Zarim, and this is Ayala. Pleasant to meet you. What is your name?" Ayala nudged Zarim for telling Synope her name, but he just chuckled. "I'm Synope. Mind if I stay?

I've been traveling with no place to rest, and no food or water to consume." The mirror nodded his head and all three of them went back into the cave, covering the entrance again. "First, you need appropriate apparel." Ayala said, handing him a Peacebringer's Cowl. He put it on, and it fell over his eyes. He lifted it up, and was able to see again. He saw a dragon with a lute, and he walked over to her. She stopped playing and looked up at Synope. "Are you new here? I have never seen a dragon quite like you before." The dragon asked him. "Yes, I'm new. I don't know if I'm staying though." Synope said. "Well then, my name is Talara, what's yours?" She asked. "I'm Synope." He answered. "Why don't you have some tea? It is very relaxing. It seems like you have been seeking to quench your thirst." Talara handed him a stone cup with tea in it. He sipped it like you would drink water, and it ended up scalding his tongue. He set the cup down on the table where most of the other dragons were gathered, then walked over to a bookshelf in the cave. He picked up a book and heard a small scream. "Please don't hurt me." A fae said from where the book had rested in the bookcase. She was backed up against the back wall of the fifth shelf, and she had a small book dropped on the shelf next to her. "Sorry I frightened you. I meant no harm." Synope said. He picked up the fae, along with her little book, and she adjusted her glasses. "My name is Chanaria." She held her hand out to Synope, and he shook it as gently as he could. He ended up knocking her over. "I'm Synope." He said, setting Chanaria back on the shelf she was on, put the book back in place, and walked away from the bookcase. He peered through the vines, and the sky appeared dark. He stepped out of the cave, and saw a dragon sitting by a small campfire. "Hello?" Synope said, slightly startling the coatl, making her drop her tray. "Oh, hello. Would you like a pastry?" She held a roll up to him, but he refused. Synope sat down next to her, and a nocturne came out of behind the vines. "Oh, there's a new..." "Yes there is, Miriel. I don't know his name yet though. "Oh, sorry. I'm Synope." The girls looked at him and told them their names. "I'm Si'Nafay, and this is Miriel." Miriel waved her hand at Synope. A fae crawled up Si'Nafay's shoulder and announced his name to Synope as well. "I'm Moloren." he said, now laying on Ni'Nafay's shoulder. "Well, I better be headed inside." Synope said as he ran to the vines and pulled them opposite directions. He walked in, and Ayala and Zarim were sitting at the table alone. Talara played her lute, and another mirror flew in with a pair of satchels on her back. She took out a fragment of some strange material and gave it to Ayala. It seemed to be glowing. "Miss, it's a message from the KachiriSonhiam's clan. They are trying to make rice but they never did anything like it. They are asking for immediate help - Should we send Si'Nafay, I suppose?'' ''Yes,'' Ayala said happily, ''and pack her with some tomatoes, peppers and basil. Let them have great experience with their first rice.''
Synope lived with the dragons in this clan since then - and learned how to drink tea.