Gwynfor

Gwynfor holds a place of respect in the clan as the poisons master. Though all Solanaceae dragons have knowledge of the dangerous plants they share the canopy with, Gwynfor knows the most. Her lair holds only the most deadly plants, and her workstation is neatly organised with mortar and pestles of various sizes, vials of mysterious fluids, candles, and her notebook all in their proper places. A drying rack is set above it so that dried ingredients are always at hand, and the plants themselves rest on the shelf it creates.

Gwynfor created and supplies the Cohosh- her own toxin-based fighting force. As there are only four members, and they aren't called into battle often, she is not hard pressed to keep them well-stocked.

Despite being respected, she is treated with a modicum of fear as well. While all the dragons of the clan have a general immunity to the toxins, the hatchlings are always carefully ushered away from her lair. She is alright with that- she knew she would be feared. Immunities can always be overcome, no?

That made Alyssum quite the oddball. He was a perfect gentleman to her, always kind and considerate. Being honest, he baffled her. Didn't he know that she could kill him with ease? That was enough to scare off anyone else.