Sludge

Sludge was the second-largest in his clutch, only smaller than Skull. He was a bit of a scatterbrain and wasn't the sharpest claw on the talon, but he was ambitious. He became the second-in-command in his sister's group.

Sludge doesn't care about ruling anyways.
He prefers to spend time in a nearby tavern and having fun. After a few months in the new clan, he was attacked by a plague dragon. The wounds healed, but they left scars and messed up a minor part of his face. Ashamed, he started wearing a large mask to cover the small patch of scars.

After a while, he started to lose his energy.
Sludge still enjoyed going to visit the tavern, but he usually left earlier and snapped at those who spoke to him. After a while, he started to ignore dragons who approached him. He specifically ignored females. Males, on the other claw, were treated with a little bit more interest. Sludge discussed his orientation on length with several of the LGBTQ+ dragons before coming to the realization that he was probably Pan or Gay. He'll occasionally date around, but he's lost his spark for meeting new dragons. He hasn't met his special someone yet and doesn't particularly want to date seriously till he finds them, male, female, or any other gender, orientation, and or pronouns