Asil

One of the founders of the flight, a long-standing friend to the leader Kyne. Originally a tundra dragon of colors he refuses to even speak of, many an hour over a bubbling cauldron, honing his chosen craft after refusing the path of a warrior, has seen him greatly changed. His scales shifted in pattern and hue, mane retreating from the unruly mess of green it was before into something more manageable, bones and structure shifting, becoming more refined as his breed was altered, and shimmering opal patches grew from whence there once was none.

Snarky and waspish at times with a rather abrasive personality, unafraid to speak his mind no matter what company he keeps. Friends for him at few and far between, but those who manage to find their way into his heart are held in the highest regard, his loyalty fierce and unwavering come whatever may.