Nergal

Guriel, the alternative healer visits Nergal constantly, and tries to find out as to what extent his sickness will be contagious. She tries to reassure him that his solitude is not his own fault, and has tried to introduce him to new people around the clan. So far he's had to wear protective herbs around his neck and legs when he's out to "socialize."

His favourite place in the clan is Flauros' bar, Nergal will sit in the corner booth in the mid-days and mornings, when everyone else is busy with work.


He knew he didn't fit in, after a month of trying he became sick of the vary looks and haunting expressions. He went to Hanael in hopes of getting a scatter scroll, a method to bring him some peace. She warned him about the effects, how there is no way to tell what colours will emerge to his genes. The scrolls bring out underlying genes from past ancestors, some of them.. fit less than others. It was, however, a risk he was willing to take.

The outcome left him speechless, as he has become as literally light as can be, only grounded by his red-tinged eyes. Guriel said it wouldn't keep the diseases at bay, but they'd be easier to hide. He's over the moon about it, rushing to out to his favorite spot in the tavern, awaiting the judgement of those around him.

Flauros greeted him upon entry, not recognizing him at first. When she did however, she'd grinned at him and told him to drink on the house, and that maybe "this time you're not afraid to sit in front of the counter, right?"
Beauty comes from the inside, they'd tried to teach him. He agrees, but at least this way they don't judge him before he has time to show it.

Has taken a liking to Honir, whether he is invisible or not. Honir may be confused about many things, but his humour is uncanny, his friendship irreplacable.

It's not easy to fit in when you're travelling alone from your own home. Nergal would rather hide away than greet anyone, in particular the shining light dragons, with they withering looks and haunting expressions. He hides out in an empty nest, holding his plushie close to him. The egg father is trying to engage with him, but he already has duties to attend to. The nanny is vary of approaching him, due to her uncertainty of disease. Guriel might have to take a look at him first.


The plushie is his most favored possession, as it was a gift from his mother who was always away at war. He hasn't quite found his place yet, and sadly longs for the protection of his mother, even though she did not have time for him.