Krios

Krios had been born and raised to live and breathe the art of battle. His family was a proud line of warriors. But his own skills leaned more toward magic than brute force. Frustrated with him, his father gave him a choice. To give up his study and use of magic to be more like his brothers and sisters, or leave. And he made his choice. Packing up a few of his things and donning his old armor, he left his family clan behind.

Not long after he started running into monsters and rival clans looking for a fight. He quickly realized after a few battles that he had much more to learn. A couple of months of struggling on his own he finally sought out a library. Hoping to read up on ways to improve himself. He never expected to meet what he believed (and still does) was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. She approached him to help in his search and he had felt like such a fool. Gawking like an awestruck hatchling and wearing such ratty old armor.

They were quick friends and continued to bump into each other. Course most of the meetings were Krios purposefully finding reasons to see Ellis. Soon though Ellis began to reciprocate his shows of charming affection. Deciding to travel together they became closer over time and in no time, officially mated to one another. It was quite a while before they finally settled down in their homelands to start a family. A clan of their own.

Krios became the proud father of some strapping young tundras. Some had left out on their own while others remained. It wouldn't be long before the clan grew with more additions other than family.