Hireem

Gold-Throated Sparrow Familiar Dragons who choose to bond gold-throated sparrows as familiars often have a difficult time keeping them out of the bellies of their clan-mates. 1450

Speckled Petunia Plant Creates a sweet, grassy note when boiled down and added to a dish. 42 5

Hireem Matriarch | Serious | Sharp | Keen |

White Queen Trinkets No better than the Black Queen. 60

Glass Knife Trinkets This find is in excellent condition, but can only be used once. 78

Hireem sat opposite from her eldest son, watching him arrange flowers along the edge of the table. Windflower. Dandelion. Clover. Myosotis. His carefree nature brought her comfort. Though still young now, she hoped he would know only peace as he grew despite how naive it felt to wish for that. "Momma!" Shio's proud voice snapped her out of her musings. She tilted her head down to look at his work. "Can you tell what I made?" He beamed at her. Hireem looked at the loose arrangement of petals, having not realized he was trying to make an image until now she took a moment to study it. The dandelions made up the bulk of the thing, with the clovers serving to dot out two eyes and a childishly wide smile. "Whoever this is must be a very happy dragon," she chuckled softly "Is it you?" "No momma!" Shio cried out, eager to correct her. "It's you!" Hireem blinked, surprised. Now when had she started to smile like that? The same expression laid before her started to form on her lips. "It is indeed."

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A wandering loner for much of her life, Hireem is adept at surviving and getting around unfamiliar territory. (Even if now she no longer need wander) She previously worked as a hired hand in espionage, diplomacy, or even some discreet and lethal poisonings. She did most of this to make a living for herself, and do something besides sleep, catch food, and eat it. This path led her down increasingly darker and darker paths that asked more and more questionable things from her until one night, when an assassination attempt went wrong, she was horribly injured and left in the dark night to die.

When she lay there, feeling herself weaken, she looked back on all that she had done and wasn't quite sure how she'd gotten that way. She blacked out.

When Hireem came to she was confused as to why she was not dead, until she saw the form of a nervous spiral looking down at her from a tall tree. His name was Wyndham and he had found himself unable to leave her there after having both seen her and knowing that he could save her with his abilities. From then on he stayed by her side for she felt so utterly grateful to him she did not want him to go.

It took a lot of long late-night conversations for Hireem to be able to slowly leave who she was behind, and take a less malicious path with her skills. They were a pair of wandering vagabonds: Wyndham with his healing and Hireem with her prowess. No longer seeking work, they took jobs upon themselves that they felt needed to be done.

This is why, when they came across the lonely, damaged form of Aech that they stopped to help him, laying the framework for this clan.

Hireem is an intelligent dragon whose skills lay heavy in the realms of gathering information and keeping unnoticed: both of which still prove useful in her older age. She has a basic knowledge of herbalism, but no magical aptitude to enchant things with.

Her emotions are generally withheld in lieu of a stoic, no nonsense manner. While she appears tough and cold, her actions suggest her inner nature is one that cares for others, and wants them to keep to a path that will keep them out of trouble. She is very aware of any disturbances in the clan.

Hireem's familiar is named Chirp, she found him as an abandoned fledgling and decided to keep him as her own. She likes to hide him under her wings when he is not flying.