Occulus

"Ah ahah ha"
The misty blue spiral floated effortlessly like a scrap of parchment fluttering on a wind that seemed to only effect him.
"A fair question! Ive been told I frighten hatchlings sometimes ah hah ha ahem
I am a Seer, also called a Medium or a Mystic, Psychic, Channeler, Clairvoyant, Spiri- ah. You get the idea I think. I speak to things beyond The Veil. What you might call ghost, or spirits or pha- ahem. Ghosts and things. Entities between life and death! Ive been able to hear and seen them better then my other clan mates since I crawled out of my egg!
Ah hah and the reason for my current state? Well, you can not look into The Veil with out The Veil casting some of its reflection back on you. Some dragons my say I have been tainted by The Veil, or the the spirits have cast some evil spell on me. But I have gone through this willingly, I like to think of it more like making myself into an image The Veil can better understand."
He raises his head suddenly and perks his ears, listening around. His serpentine body shudders and twitches, he shakes his head then claps his claws over his ears. Taking a moment to breathe deeply he gazes off dreamily and flaps his wings, winding through the air in the other direction.
"Mm ah, bye"
He mumbles, barely acknowledging you. Ears pointed forward, seemingly lost in though or perhaps listening to something only he can hear.