CalmAndCrazy

I enjoyed my time with Reddhed's Clan. Because this is a warrior clan, they insisted that to properly equip myself for my travels that my fighting skills must be honed. This is where I received coli training to level 10. This is the minimum any dragon must possess if they are to live with this clan. While living here I started to think I needed a purpose while travelling. What is it I am called to do? Am I an artist, warrior, medic, writer, actor, philosopher or even a lowly politician? I don't think I have the heart of a warrior, even though I have become fairly skilled. I feel it's time to move on and figure out my calling. And so, I continue my journey, along with my new hat, which was given as a parting gift. A hat is a very useful thing to have when traveling.

2021/07/10: I traveled far and wide, braving some weather and rogue bandits, losing my dearest hat in the process due to strong winds. I ended up somewhere in the Wispwillow Grove, where I met this odd Galoer who seemed to know much about small faes like me. He was careful around me but arrogant about who he is, which is funny since I still haven't heard about him from other dragons. He invited me to stay for a while to rest and continue figuring out my calling. He tried to teach me to fish, but that doesn't seem to be it. Maybe an herbalist?

2021/07/21: The idea of becoming an herbalist led me to the Nature Flight, greenery abounding as the landscape became filled with swamps and forests. Eventually, I found my way to a garden glen filled with other dragons. It seemed to be buzzing with commotion. A female spiral was challenging anyone who dared accept to a fight! I puffed my chest out. I thought I'd study flowers and herbs here, but maybe I'd take this opportunity to test out my fighting skills. I stepped forward to accept her challenge. She raised her eyebrows, giving me a sly grin as she bowed and introduced herself as SirPent. She immediately dove into start the fight, surprising me! She was quick, but being a small fae, I was quicker. I dodged her and dashed across the glen. She followed suit, twirling around in hypnotizing circles as she came near. She lashed out once more and I tried to dodge, but this time she had learned my trick! She spiraled around me like a snake, and I had to announce my surrender in order to breathe! Okay, so fighting wasn't for me. Guess I should go back to the herbalist idea.