Silarark

Recruited at a young age by a clan of Dragonhome merchants, Silarark was trained as a treasure-keep, essentially the dragon equivalent an accountant. His quick wits and incredible memory helped him breeze through his apprenticeship, but he soon grew rather tired of sitting in a dark old cave, just weighing various bits of the hoard and estimating the prices of the merchandise that his clan-mates ‘acquired’.

-His brilliant psywurm is nicknamed ‘Annoyance’. The damned thing loves nothing more than to curl up on whatever book, tome, or scroll you’re trying to read. Sil’s clan-mates are forever tripping over it as well, as it has a habit of sunning itself at the entrances of dens.

-A small mammertee plush sits in his den, proudly guarding his personal horde. It’s a beat-up little thing, but it’s Sil’s most treasured possession.