Calantha

The Scarred
She had nothing in mind when she crossed the expanses of Sorineth. She lost track of time as she flew. The fires burned with in her. Envy, rage, disappointment. She could never harness the fires of the forge, she felt displaced in her own home. All she had was raw and untamed flame. Her mind else where, she paid no mind to her surroundings.

Pop!
When it hit her scales, it was too late. The sound barely processed as she shrieked out in pain. Boils formed rapidly under her tough outer coating.
Pop! Pop! The flesh-like vents billowed out green smoke and the smell hit her all at once.
With every blink they would form and disappear, allowing for new infections to form across her delicate lining. The scales around the infections would bend, warp, and discolor leaving odd patterns across her skin. She wriggled and writhed in pain, as her body fell to the dusty irregular ground. Her wings curled inwards and darkened in color.

They say the first infection always hurts the most. They also say that to be imbued with another flights element can be lethal, if not it can leave a dragon crippled. They're both right. A weak dragon is no stranger to death either. Calantha laid on the ground, crying as her vision blurred, she shrieked once more.

"Flamecaller purify what plagues me!" But silence followed. How she wished she had stayed home, the world felt so cold in comparison. She doesn't know how long she sat there, but the darkness was broke with a rustle of her items being pillaged. Of course, the rest is history. She was soon aided and Calantha found herself leaving the scarred land behind. Her former alignment with the Firecaller weakened but not severed. She can consider herself alive. With her now weakened form she takes her flying easy and walks.

Valador has been especially kind to her. Offering her a role within the caravan, while not the speed she needs, Calantha has been the perfect go between for Val. Her flames helped achieve different flavors of juice. She had planned to make off as soon as she could return home to the fire domain.

"But, somehow, it's fulfilling just being a juice assistant."