Atik

A wanderer and corsair at heart, Atik is generally considered uncivilized by most dragonkind. His speech and manners might not be polished, but he is a kind soul, prone to generosity and softness. He does enjoy a good scrap and bears the scars to prove it. His personal treasure is made up of the idle luxuries that more cultured dragons would consider rubbish--bits of shiny pottery, bent parasols, and beastclan masks all find a home in his cave.

Atik takes care of what might be called the public relations of the clan. He travels to markets, barters goods, brings home new hatchlings, and keeps tabs on the neighboring clans.

He adores Eridanus and jumps to her beck and call. She tends not to notice. He has no official mate, though it is well-understood that he would lay claim to Eridanus if she were so inclined. Since she is not, he has brief dalliances with other dragons--some in the clan, some without--but they are nothing serious, and any inquires are met only with a lecherous smirk.