Citrine

In the heart of every runestone lies a gem. Each gem holds a small piece of the power of the deity it represents. This little bit of magic is capable of granting small favors to the clan if they can get at the gem. The only way to open the runestone is to allow it to absorb elemental magic in a dragon nest. If the egg absorbs too much energy, however, the gem will turn into an egg, and produce a dragon identical to its patron deity. However, this process leaves the other eggs at risk, and often causes them to come out of the egg with little elemental energy, leaving them virtually defenseless in the case of a battle. This is taboo in most clans and often permanently stains the parents’ reputations, and these babies are often outcasts in their clans. This prompts many to leave their birth clan in search of a clan who will accept them. However, some parents still secretly place a runestone in with a smaller clutch in the hopes of bringing the favor of their deity upon them…

Citrine was born of such a runestone, of the citrine that lay at its core. She retains many of the traits of her deity, the Lightweaver. She is often found in her nest, lost in a new scroll one of her roaming clanmates brought back from some distant land. She is always philosophizing on some new idea, and welcomes any dragon to talk about their thoughts. When she isn’t reading or reorganizing her extensive library to fit in that one new scroll, she wanders around the lair listening to their discussions and offering tidbits of wisdom only sometimes appreciated. She relies on reason and logic to form her opinions, often disvaluing the ideas of those more believing in the magics. Her focus is science and she tries to study magic through the scientific lens. Needless to say, she has not been successful; magic is a force undefined by reason.