Thiton

Some dragons choose to stay in the comfort of the land. Since childhood, Thiton never wanted such a life. Even as a hatchling, the young Nocturne found himself intrigued by the waves that spun at the shore - and the dark secrets that laid beneath. Though he was the oldest of his clutch, he let go of his home as soon as he came of age and flew onward to seek a crew that would accept him.

And seek he did, until one foggy night, when the moon would barely dare shine, a ghostly dragon found him and offered to join his crew. Carried ahead by dreams of marine glory, Thiton agreed - and become one with a crew of mystical dragons, half-alive, half-dead, as the only living being inside their barely corporeal ship. Years went on, and he explored, raided and looted the lands his ethereal comrades would land upon. Yet as his sunset years approached, his ghostly captain exiled him from the ship, claiming he was much too old for service. This just so happened to be in Icewarden's domain, near the borders of the Revna village. Here, old Thiton found his retirement. Now, he eagerly awaits his death at the shore each day, so that perhaps his comrades from the other side would welcome him aboard again.

Has a British accent with occasional pirate talk. Inherited it from is captain, who has a far, far worse case.

Favourite food: Palefoot Slug
Favourite mineral: Labradorite
Hoards: Shattered Ceramic ShardCarpenter WaxSparksylph Husk