A gaoler woke up to the sight of a hatchling running far, far, away. He knew not his name, his history, anything; only the sun he felt and the sand caking every inch of his body. He shakily stretched his limbs one at a time, circulation slowly returning, and barely registered the sandflies buzzing around him. He felt the sea breeze, the air filling his lungs. He sensed bits of arcane energy flitting about. Uneasiness, the sense something important just slipped his mind, like details of a dream right after waking up. He rolled his wing and it popped in its socket- and then hit something sharp. He turned to see pink shards all along his flank.

It was if part of the Reaches itself had grown upon his back.

The uneasiness increased, along with the ache in his head. He couldn't comprehend what was happening; trying to think was like untangling clumps of seaweed. But then a small group of dragons approached with the hatchling hiding behind their legs. The gaoler was weak and confused, but responsive. He was taken in and cared for.

Since he couldn't remember anything, let alone his name, he was affectionately nicknamed "Sandy", and the seeker "Soggy". He learned some other things about himself though. Namely, he seems to be intrinsically attuned to Arcane, specifically the Crystalspine Reaches. He's made himself useful by predicting the unstable arcane energies in the ocean and the skies. Curiously, the shards on his back glow slightly when he uses magic. He's had no luck discovering what those shards are, or why he has them; they're nothing like Sherbert's gembond, so they got the clan leader to investigate. However, after seeing the fae he was left with nothing but a sinking feeling he attributed to confusion.

But on the bright side, he's made some more friends. Aside from the clan's beachgoers, he's also befriended Mira. Once, he was walking along the cliffside when suddenly a piece of rubble fell towards him. He was rescued in the nick of time by Mira's father, Rhydian. He fussed over the gaoler a little and then left with a serious expression; sort of an awkward first meeting.

He currently spends his days on the beach trying to rediscover himself while his rescuers-turned-friends pamper him. He's pleasant company, though he tends to follow dragons around like a lost puppy.