Sean

Sean

inspired by a lovely lady

Originally from clan he calls "Ireland", Sean traveled Sornieth brewing tea, sampling pubs, and fighting injustice before settling down. He's always been a bit odd- he tells odd stories of creatures no dragon can identify and of lands no scholar of the observatory or the sunbeam pillars knows, and of technologies not known even to the most skilled and ancient of the Stormcatcher's chosen. Wherever he's come from, the clan has learned quickly enough not to mention or ask after details, as he always seems to start speaking nonsense after. Some clan or race called “human” seems to be the center of focus on these rants. An odd 'lad', as he describes himself (based on context, Aechelys and Eir have deduced this to be a word similar to "dragon" in meaning, though seemingly specifically for males), Sean can often be found enjoying himself in the sprawling hallow, enjoying Sproutling's rare herbs cooked into teas (though he's in perfect health) and generally lazing about. When he's not sprawled out in the sprawling hallow, he might be found fishing, provided he's not in one of his moods. He can also occasionally be found inscribing odd symbols into a text, or drawing oddly shaped creatures. It's best not to interrupt him during that particular activity- he almost seems to be grieving something lost, although no other dragon in the clan can has figured out how to interpret these portraits of grotesquely shaped animals and lines.

For all his quirks, Sean does seem to enjoy his time in the clan. He has made particularly close friends with Leatha, Locaonach, and Ella, and at least enjoys the company of Clodagh. He does not seem to be interested in any form of romantic attachment, though not for lack of options. If there is to be a dragon to catch his eye, he or she has yet to arrive.