Elsa

This poor dragon noticed two things while he was on the AH, that she was up there for fodder price, and she was rather hungry… ‘Really now, a dragon as lovely as me, for fodder price and hungry? I just hope I don’t become fodder…’ She thought to herself as the time ticked down… but surely a loving and caring owner would come along and buy her, right… but her dreams were shattered when he smelled the stink of the Plague area.. ‘Ugh, fodder for the Plaguebringer, not if I have anything to say about that!’ She thought herself as got defensive against Father… “Look, dude I might be an adult, but even I don’t want be fodder for the Plaguebringer!” Elsa said as she realized that she was named, given food, and a familiar… “No, no, no… Luvia loves you, she won’t throw you out… She loved as soon as she saw you…” Father said in his rarely used calm voice, then turned and left to go back to his own lair.