suchi

He's well known for his reserved and frigid nature, and his staunch adherence to the oldest of Imperial traditions, and his well voiced insistence that others follow suit. He is a king without a kingdom, a leader without a throne or a people to lead. He longs for the land of light, where his bloodline's roots reach deep to the days of creation. These days, he has begun to forget what the sun feels like on his face, or the way it warms his scales and shimmers in his icy mane. Yet, something in the Tangled Wood keeps him from leaving; something like a soft voice, whispering, urging him to stay here, where he is home.

Slowly, as the days pass the burning desire to reach the Sunbeam Ruins fades into the back of his mind just a fraction more.