Septimus

They/Them, Asexual and aromantic.

The quiet fisherdragon who saved Charin from certain death by braving wickedly cold temperatures themselves. They too bear the scars of the encounter in the form of ice running along their body that will never melt. Since rescuing him, the two have become very close friends. Every now and again they may go hunting together, but they seem to greatly enjoy even the quiet time together.

They once belonged to cut-throat warrior clan themselves, a place with many casualties due to its constant fighting against the shade-based mimics that still haunt Sorienth. Septimus was brought up within their borders as a new recruit, and dreamed of becoming one of their top warriors themself. Between their spirit and their highly defensive steel-hard scales, they also showed great promise. In fact, they fared quite well until they set foot in the Sandswept Delta. While they fought well, they were still inexperienced and lacked the endurance of their peers. The stinger of a Peacock Scorpion managed to slip beneath their hide, pumping them full of poison and causing significant damage to the nerves in one of their legs. Its effects were so severe that his clanmates thought he'd been shade touched and abandoned him for what they thought was their own safety. If it were not for a band of more knowledgeable merchants traveling the route, they may not have survived nor fostered their will to learn medicine and care for others.

WIP