Rhodochrosite

Rhodochrosite- The Stalwart

Rhodochrosite grew up a practical-minded and responsible, if a bit dull, soul in a clan where formless, transcendent, theories of magic were valued above all else. He realized rather soon that becoming an acolyte was not the route for him- he questioned the religious teachings and his head spun when the elders spoke of sigils and spectral planes and ancient texts.

So he became a guard instead- the quiet, routine-filled work appealed to him, as did the feeling of maybe even doing something good for his clan, even if wars and invasions had long since faded into mere histories. To the most part, nothing of interest happened.

Until Rho caught Wisp, one of the most well-known acolytes, attempting to escape into the great smoke. This perplexed him- Wisp had everything a dragon could want- she had a high social standing, a promising future, and she actually understood the magic that so shaped the Arcanist's lands! Why, he thought, would she ever want to run?

It was when Wisp stormed into the elder's den one day to demand a meeting of clans that Rho understood. She had not run in order to escape. She had run in order to search.