Reginald

Armor smith, Inventor, Forgemaster, of Clan Brownfoot.

Born of fire and light Reginald has a taste for the finer things in life, but an understanding of the work put into them. Like his father he constructs and helps with building and forging armor for the dragons of Brownfoot, but he is in charge of the detail work that goes into each piece. He is often found for hours carefully crafting and detailing various metal works. It has gotten to the point where he has set up a nest in the forge so he can sleep by the fire.

His plant Titus keeps him company while he works and he often muses to the overgrown plant about the newest piece as he ingrains the memory of the piece into his pearl. His pearl like most pearlcatchers is his pride and joy. He often uses the mucus he secrets to form layer upon layer of intricate details until they overlap forming a pictures of the memories and experiences he's had.

He has taken over the armor business from his father Ignatius since the Beastclans have risen up. The list of armor repairs and forging has made him put aside his personal projects for now. So far he has been struggling to keep up and hopes to get an assistant in his forge.