Malik

Malik is the clan's traveling trader, charged with finding items, equipment and dragons from the realms that cannot be found in the ice realms. Malik is the only person in the clan who actually leaves and travels the world, he brings back all kinds of information, maps, and news from the world out side the ice flows. He relies heavily on the advice and guidance of his mate Kaiju, one of the first dragons he convinced to join the clan from the arcane lands which he frequents most.


Malik dusted off his lapels, the stranger across from him seemed unphased by his charismatic expressions. "Look, the deal isn't going to change, if you want these item's the price is the price." The other dragon coughed and reached into his bag for the gold. "You ice people are so unyeilding, its disgusting. But you do have the best goods around trader." The larger dragon sighed and forked over the gold. Malik smiled and handed him his wares in exchange. "It's always a pleasure to do trades with our neighbors in the land of fire my friend." He waited patiently for the customer to lumber off before turning to his son's. "And that my boys is how you make a 200% profit off of these fools." His cocky grin split his handsome face. There was nothing more in the world that Malik enjoyed than making an excellent trade. The satisfaction and rush of the deal flushed his scales and made him shiver with delight. His son's though, seemed less impressed. "Dad, this is getting old, all we ever do is travel around and carry your stuff, when are we going to do something worth while!" Behar whined to him.

Malik sighed heavily, he loved his sons, loved their mother too, though he did feel a little jealous at how much time she spent with Abathur. That one scared the bejesus out of him. He would never forget the day he brought that little monster home.

"Well boys, perhaps we should finally get you into the real family business." The looks of shock made him laugh as both crystaline faces turned towards him in snap. "That's right boys, we are going hunting for new souls to join our ranks. Do you think you're up for the challenge?"

Both boys responded by jumping and spazzing and knocking over the carefully stacked goods.
"Easy easy, damnit, those aren't cheap!" he yelled springing to salavage his goods before his enthusiastic children destroyed them completely.

"We leave tomorrow then, to find some new talent for the clan."