Scientist

“Pay me no mind.. I am but a scholar from abroad.”

The Scientist
-He/Him-

A Pearlcatcher who calls himself a scholar, and is currently taking up a temporary residence within the clan. The claims the duration of his stay is ‘uncertain’ but was willing to pay a hefty sum of treasure as an incentive. He is a dragon of few, carefully chosen words. He is seldom seen by most, instead spending most of his time within a private quarter of the visitor’s den.

Shifty and secretive. In fact, no one seems to even know his name. He has been observed to walk with a limp. He vehemently denies this. He manages to dodge most questions about himself through skillful social maneuvering. He speaks calmly, if everything is going the way he intended. Those intentions, however, remain unclear.

“I’m on a… pilgrimage, of sorts.” He says. “Rest assured, I will be out of your manes soon enough.”

“Why, I am merely visiting the ancestral homeland of my breed. Plus, what better place is there to study than among the ancient ruins of the Lightweaver’s domain? The Light Flight is renowned across Sornieth for it’s treatises and institutions.”

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(Aka the guy with a major god complex secretly taking hatchlings and turning them into abberations via wyrmwound-based genetic engineering + hiding other horrors/scientific anomalies in his basement)