X is a stubbornly loyal and hard-headed fellow. This doesn’t surprise many considering how he stumbled upon the Tower.

It was a quiet and peaceful afternoon for the clan of Magicians and magical creatures until a small midnight colored hatchling came crashing into the tower. He was wailing and covered in scratches and his own blood. Dragons immediately rushed to his aid, wanting to help the young bat-like dragon.

But X wasn’t having any of it. He fought, bit, clawed, and screamed at his helpers to the point where he wasted so much of his remaining energy that he passed out.

The dragons quickly rushed the poor hatchling to the clan’s medics, whom did the best that they could to close his wounds and stop the bleeding. And on top of being wounded, X was also sickeningly thin and unhealthy. The hatchling was in such poor condition that they didn’t think that he would live.

X proved them all wrong though. Miraculously, after being unconscious for almost a day, he woke up and was on his paws moments after. Icarus' clan was surprised to see the hatchling up and moving again despite his condition and decided to accept him into the clan. They didn’t know where he came from, and he refused to talk about where he came from of what happened to him. What else were they supposed to do?

As he was growing up, X didn’t speak much at all or interact with the other dragons. He often isolated himself from the rest of the world, and if anyone came near him he would snap at them. He would even lash out with his claws sometimes if his words failed to work. He barely ate when food was offered to him and he was constantly training to become a better fighter using whatever means available to him. Overall, X emitted a bad aura that other dragons simply didn’t want to be around.
But all of that changed one day when he met the clan’s medium.

They had bumped into each other one night when most of the clan was sleeping. X was about to snap at her and possibly create a scene until he saw her face. She was the prettiest dragon he’s ever seen. Her piercing white eyes seemed to gaze into his soul and her sweet honey-like voice made his head spin.

She had quickly apologized to him before bowing her head and scurrying off while X stared after her, dumbfounded. He didn’t know what to say or do; this had never happened to him before.
He had to see her again.

And he did see her again. She had called him to her living space to tell him that his deceased mother and father had contacted her in a dream while looking for him. She had looked at him with sympathy gleaming in her icy eyes and X already knew that the dragoness in front of him knew exactly what happened that awful afternoon.

The male Coatl felt a wave of emotions rush over him as she began to tell him about his parents and what they said in that dream. How they had hoped and prayed that he was alright, how much they loved and missed him, telling him that it wasn’t his fault…

X cried for hours after that, and Dreizehn was there to help and comfort him. The two bonded quite quickly over that, and before he knew it X was a changed dragon.

He was kind, caring, gentle, and brave. He often went out of his way to help a dragon who was in need, whether they deserved it or not. The Coatl began eating more and going to social gatherings in an attempt to ‘start over’ and just have a good time.

He’s still more on the silent side, and incredibly stubborn.

But some things never change.