NoName

---

Exploring the Scarred Wasteland is always a treacherous task for many dragons, no matter how strong or perseverant one may be. This particular Ridgeback was one of many individuals who found themselves stranded amongst the plagues.

She does not remember who she was. Maybe it was an accident. Maybe another dragon had attacked her. No matter, what she does know is that she must've sustained some sort of injury to her head, because she holds no recollection for what she strove for or what she was doing in such cursed lands. Now, all she knows is that she must escape with nothing but a kusarigama in tow and plenty of pelts to shield her scales.

She is not one to attack blindly, but neither will she hesitate if the moment brings it. However, she's quite willing to share advice, in hopes that new information will allow old information to set in. For a huntress, she holds quite the interest towards encyclopedic trivia. Tell her a story, and she will sit to listen and bring forth potential life lessons out of it. It's one of the few things she does to keep herself entertained in such a vast pit of perdition.

If you were to keep her friendship close, she'll even trade spare pelts for you. Her empathy is surprisingly strong despite her conditions. However, do not mistake this for weakness.

---

In the Scarred Wasteland, there are but few dragons one could safely consider acquaintances. Ceiwen, the faceless merchant, counts as such despite the few interactions he's had with the ridegback. She enjoys his company and has a habit of telling the tales that other travellers have told her to him. He may seem quiet, but she has a feeling that the enjoyment she feels with him is mutual.

---

---

---