Caspian

Caspian lives alone, watching the surrounding lands both from the skies above and from his den, carved into a tall spire of rock rising from one of the many craggy outcroppings that dot the Scarred Wasteland. The inside of his den is a narrow and winding series of tunnels and small chambers, with a large central room filled with artifacts and knickknacks, large enough to provide room for moderately sized visitors. The rather friendly, earthy dwelling stands in stark contrast to the surrounding landscape, much as Caspian himself does. Indeed, the spiral is a friendly, cheerful fellow, a lover of gossip and stories, who delights in the occasional company of wandering dragons. He will tell you many dramatic stories of his own life in return; but the aristocratic drake is always tight-lipped about whatever circumstances put him out here in the fist place, so far from the Earthen courts he gushes about.