Vivian

_{This lair is a semi-nomadic flock of dragons from all reaches of Sornieth. They have taken residence across the mountain flats, forests, and creeks of the Beltane Fjords ⁠— the top plateau of which is home their main camp.}


Vivian is a folk witch and medicine dragon who prefers to live in a mossy waterfall cave just outside of camp, rather than within with the others. She was ousted from her own clan in the Shrieking Wilds as a juvenile for refusing to fight over lesser conflicts, and tends to get nervous around groups because of the trauma creeping back. From her solitary travels, she learned a great deal about foraging and making medicine from other rogues and the books they let her borrow.

Eventually, she made friends with a witch named Morwen and became an apprentice. Over the years, Vivan grew older, wiser, and more confident in her abilities to provide for others. After many moons of travel and aiding other dragons and creatures in need, Vivian was discovered by a Beltane patrol and consequently invited to be a part of the clan when they realized she wasn't as aggressive as other Wildclaws.

Vivian lives alone. She does not enjoy company unless it's someone she's closely acquainted with, largely due to anxiety and not wanting to fight if something goes wrong. Local dragons are more than welcome to visit for their ailments, though, as her sense of duty to heal goes beyond her anxiety. She spends the majority of her day making potions, salves and tinctures in a big iron cauldron, and when she's out foraging, her Beetleboar Cricket defends their cave.