Conan

Conan is a simple dragon. So long as he is in good health, free and well fed, he is happy. That is all he has ever wanted from life.

Things are changing, though. He met Rutoj, a strange Skydancer with eyes that refracted light in the colors of the sea. She was sparkling, bewildering. She spoke of prophecies.

Conan was a simple dragon. But he was drawn inexplicably to her. For better or for worse, he will stay by her side.

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A seafaring Coatl, Conan has for the most part led an incredibly ordinary life. A small nest on the shore, a few baskets to carry fish, and a few things to help keep out the cold on the days the cold winds plew across the sea. This was how it always was, and how he thought it would always be. He never dreamed of adventure or the like. He only wanted to continue living a happy life.

It all turned upside down when Rutoj showed up, following the prophecy of the one with eyes like snow. He'd never met a dragon like her. Sure, he'd seen dragons who were seers, as they were common in the area. He'd even seen some dragons who shimmered like she did. But her prophecies were not from bubbles. Eyes sparkling like an insect's, she still spoke of prophecies.

Conan was fascinated by her and her strange ways. He found himself wanting to help her find what she sought. He surprised himself when he offered to travel with her. She accepted, to his simultaneous fear and joy. He'd never strayed far from his small dwelling, and now he was leaving it, perhaps forever, to follow a stranger.

Some seek adventure. Others, adventure sweeps them up before they know it.

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