Midnight

Another form of an old tale... a companion from a chapter of my dark past that has grown dark... my friend, let's hope this can salvage me

Arcane: understood by few, mysterious

And for that matter, a perfect description for this mysterious dragon's backstory. Midnight woke upon the unfamiliar shores of the Arcane's crystalspine reaches. Not much is understood about his history, but he has stated:

"Something strange keeps tapping away like a whisper in the wind in the back of my mind. perhaps my intuition worrying me about something to come? but, it seems... more meaningful. like this isn't how it's supposed to be, that it should be different, that someone is missing."

After being found, he agreed to take care of a clan with the original goal of stalling for time and learning more about the world around him

this opinion has grown into deep care for his clan, ever since he saw the dragon auctions. there was something far to unnerving about the selling of dragons, and at his first visit he bought a young tundra. since then he's saved many of them from there and love them.

these days, every night, he sneaks out and tries to use his ruin circle to construct his visions. it started as a beastclan's face for a long time, until they started adopting beastclan familiars. then, it was dragons of certain colors.

handle notes: seems like he isn't good with legs, but excellent in aerial combat. doesn't enjoy fighting, but is very familiar with it. Takes in rejects at any time and will pause at times, mumble to no one, and do strange things out of character.