Microlore: Did you just discover a good joke? She's heard it before. Have you attended a famous play? She's seen it. Did you just discover a shortcut that can save you days getting back to that favorite lookout? Give her a minute, she can probably tell you exactly where it is.

Some may find this dragon's personality off-putting. She is, after all, very difficult to impress. Her worldliness approaches boredom, which is odd, considering she hasn't traveled much. But at night, she walks through the clan, feeling the dust that others have shaken loose, and she knows.

She has taken secrets as her charge, despite her former clanmate, Thorns, warning her against it. But this dragon is certain that where Thorns had failed, she will not. After all, she has learned to keep the extent of her Stonetouched nature from her family, and through that knows a great, great many secrets.

She would love to learn a trade - perhaps carpentry or stained glass - but it is difficult for her to focus sometimes, and so her quality is not to the standards that many expect. She keeps trying, leaning on her Stonetouch to show her where she may be going wrong. In time, she is sure, she will master her craft.

Despite being distant and chill, this dragon longs for love. She suspects she is queer as she is drawn towards GNC presentations, but again her Stonetouch places a barrier between herself and those she might fancy.

Hatchling name: Hoarfrost, less for her coloring and more for her bitter, chilly personality. This is the name their family called them as they grew up, but not necessarily the one they kept when they joined a new clan.

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This dragon is Stonetouched.

In Dragonhome, there are those who are born Stonetouched. They hear the past in the dust on which they walk. The feel the whispers of those who have gone before as they pass the stone bulwarks of their lairs. They know, deep in their bones, that they live as a result of a tremendous history.

These come from families deeply blessed by Earthshaker himself. Families which he smiled upon in favor in the times when the gods walked Sornieth.

Often clerics, and sometimes considered mad, these dragons struggle to live presently as they are constantly drawn towards the past. They are known for seemingly vapid stares as they are caught up in something beyond what the untouched see and hear, and for what sound to be half-mad whispers as they speak with the past.

Those who study and train and attempt to become better able to handle their skills can live a life of peace, walking between the past and the now. Those who do not take this time are doomed to be pulled under time and again, wrestling with the then to retain something of what they are.