Specter

History
Growing up, Specter found his wings were much smaller than most Skydancers and happened to be quite a bit heavier. His Father, a gorgeous skydancer, would fly way up high, he and his mother watching below. Specter inherited his mother's thick skin and denser bones, a Skydancer unable to touch the sky. As a kid he avoided the hatchlings and young dragons who soared through the skies and hung out with the older dragons. They told him stories of the Diety, the guardian of the clan. Few spoke his name but the stories always fascinated him. He often noticed the older dragons would vanish, or hatchlings would be swept away, younger dragons would be giddy to fly and never come back. Where would they go he wondered? There were a few dragons, resilient and hardy who had been there ever since he was little to tell him stories. As he got older he managed the courage to ask where the vanishing dragons had gone, and their response? "They left to serve the Icewarden, he needs lots of help nowadays." He puzzled on this for a long time before one of the older dragons came to tell him it was their time. "Why surely you can't go looking like that!" He cried. He began to make dragons big and small ceremonial uniforms. Every dragon got one and had it refitted often. He would not have his clan look disgraceful when they left to meet their deity. He became "death's tailor", and even though it's rare for a dragon to die, they would never return.