Vektroid

they/she

For a Fae of their size, the first thing dragons notice about Vektroid is her deep, low voice. The second thing that they notice is how Vektroid carries themself. Vektroid, though aloof as any other Skald, is a very serious and blunt little dragon. She's brutish in their own way. Many of the clan's dragons tend to step wide out of her way when they come flying down a marble corridor on their way to the dining hall or whenever she decides to take a trip out into the fields.

When they're not holed up away in their room, she's fluttering around this way and that way, muttering to themself about nothing in particular. A few clever ears nearby might be able to pick up the occasional snippet.

"Tired. So tired...it's all in your hands, not mine. Not anymore. It's just so frustrating....clinging to a past...nothing was....things that never were...yada yada....oh, poor you..."

But when they settle back on their hindquarters and bellow out their Skald song, yes, Vektroid is the most musical as they come. She seems lighter when her song is playing. More at ease. Even a bit younger, somehow.