Asmoday

Q: How do the other dragons feel about you only coming out at night? Does it negatively impact your day to day life? Are you a vampire dragon? :0
A: As it was, the sky was dark - dark enough for the Banescale to approach you, and answer your question. He stares down at you, bright yellow eyes narrowed slightly. "I'm no vampire." He says, with a huff and a roll of his eyes.

He's silent for a long moment, eyes searching you for any.. ill intent, if you were to really look into his expression. Of course, he doesn't go with a full answer - it's obvious, when Asmoday says;

"Azza is the only one who has approached me about it so far," He begins. "She seemed angry that the council of her species was not seen during the day hours, and that a professional would 'suck it up and do their job.'" As he says this, Asmoday's eyes narrow, lip curling.

"I don't know who she thinks she is to say that," The Banescale spits, a low hiss rising from his throat. "I do twice as much as the other council members do, but they don't know, because --," He stops abruptly, standing straighter as if realizing he'd been on a rant. "Nevermind. They just don't know what I do to help the clan."

Asmoday makes his quick retreat, the Banescale disappearing into the night with a flap of his wings.

Q: Did something happen to make you hate light? You are from the light flight.
A: A deep sigh resonated within in his chest as you ask this. "I have nothing against my designated flight," Asmoday says, wings twitching at his sides. "But I'd rather not be associated with them - I was stolen from a clan of light by a traveling salesdragon who spotted my egg and decided to grab me and resell."

Visibly unsure of why he was explaining this, he trudged on. "He was of the light flight, as well. So I guess I do have a grudge against them? They allowed me to be stolen, and then one stole me," the Banescale rumbled, looking down at his clawed feet. "Even so, I'm glad the Kingdom of Wormwood saved me - a few of the older dragons persuaded the marketsdragon to give me to them for free, and, well - here I am."

"Must I also mention I was only exposed to darkness while in the egg? The dragon moving me, would hide me under layers of thick cloth, one of my saviors told me. And my shell had apparently reacted bad to the light when they did try setting me in the sun as an egg." Asmoday explains, nose wrinkled. He did not go onto why he thinks he's sensitive to light, or why he didn't try fixing it.