Unnamed

pronouns: they/he
gender: nonbinary
sexuality: bi
mate: n/a
alignment: neutral good
human equivalent age: early/mid thirties
themesong: Ghost Towns by Radical Face

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(wip bio) --- works primarily as a messenger, but he'll take on any odd job that allows him to travel long distances for long spans of time. He's chronically restless, always ill at ease even here at home with his clan, and the only thing that seems to keep him in good spirits is putting something behind him.

Coming to join Brue's clan was actually quite coincidental and convenient for ---. In his travels, he'd met Brue quite a number of years ago, back when Brue himself was still wandering in the Ice lands. The little adventures they'd briefly shared at the time would bloom a friendship that would later regrow at their reunion.
--- had been on their way to the Tourmaline Archives on a delivery job, and while the gales of Wind land can so often be a great boon in easing a journey along, so too can they be troublesome. --- was in need of a safe place to rest a while, and hadn't seen any dragon-made establishments in quite some time, when finally they spotted a glimmer of lamplight amongst the the sheltering hillsides in the distance. A dragon village, and right when he most needed it!
Unknown to him at the time, --- had been spotted from far off by the sentry Argos, who quickly relayed his arrival to Briino, who so often stands as the welcoming party to strangers. In asking for a place to stay a short while, --- was taken to speak with the clan's leader, and who should that turn out to be other than a dear old friend! Brue happily welcomed them, spending some time catching up (why yes, the Guardian who brought him in was that little egg from all those years ago), and at length it became relevant to offer --- a base of operation with the clan. ---, though with some hesitation, was fairly honored to accept.