Quidlin

The female nocturne gazed at her work everything perfect filed away, Quidlin was the clan historian meaning she kept the history records over each current clan member and also the entire clan she was always aware of those coming and going and made sure that the history of the clan was well cared for. Quidlin took her job very seriously her scales were black and white with bright blue circuit patterns crisscrossing her beautiful scales. She went through the filing again making certain everything was filed away properly before turning to her history books she loved reading about the history of Sornieth every chance she got she would read over and over making notes every time she learned something new about the history of their eleven deities but her reverence toward Plaguebringer was deeply rooted in her, she wanted so much to go see the Wrymwound just once, maybe the clans closest to the giant churning mass of whatever that liquid was could teach her more history then the books could. Quidlin closed the current book before looking up “what now?” she asked her voice harsh she never liked being interrupted during her work or thoughts.