Spiraldrop

As a young dragon Spiraldrop enjoyed tinkering with tools and trinkets, an attribute of most Lightning dragons seeking to become engineers. However, she also wanted to explore the vast world around her. Her thirst for knowledge sent her all over the place, but a particular bloody battle against some enemies in the Kelp Beds landed her on the shores of the Scarred Wasteland. Nearly starving, fatigued, and low on rations, she wandered the area hoping to find some scraps while also taking care to avoid the diseased flora and fauna. At first the environment disgusted her, but she also found it horrifyingly fascinating. The temperature from the volcano and arid land began to affect her, though, and she began to hallucinate. She believed that Magenta, the matriarch of our lair, was an avatar of the Stormcaller and so she lashed out, not wanting to join her god just yet. To calm her, Magenta had to bonk her over the head with a nearby Guardian bone. After providing Spiraldrop with some oddly tender loving care, Magenta welcomed her into the clan. She has stayed ever since, putting together little machines, hunting lures, and other helpful items. Although she misses her home, she feels much more comfortable under Magenta's wing and has developed a strange camaraderie with a bunch of disease-worshipping war mongers.