Creative Corner

Madanbir is a gentle giant. Warm in both his attitude towards others and the literal heat pooling off his hide, this tailor seeks nothing more than to put a smile on the faces of others in his work and interactions. Though not openly so, he is attracted toward males, and the shy Guardian has recently taken a heavy infatuation towards Terrin the traveler. More often than not will the soft-hearted sulk consult others about this crush, and being on such good terms with a majority of the clan he often gets very good advice in turn.

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Madanbir is the clan tailor. Born very close to the Ashfall Waste, he was gifted as a hatchling with a very odd ability. Both on command and unconsciously, his scales can produce heat comparable to that of an iron or furnace. He's learned to control it over time, but in moments of severe emotion, he tends to grow so hot that his glowing light is blinding.
Known for his expert, perfectionist stitching (despite the massive, clumsy claws that have to handle the needle) and willingness to dry clothes on his naturally hot scales, the Guardian makes an excellent living selling his wares from home or sending them on travelling caravans to be sold in foreign plazas and fairs. Bright in more than just his appearance, his joyful nature reflects in the beautiful colors of his work and the flashing smile he presents to both his customers and clanmates. Most of his business has begun to turn towards Terrin, though, the Guardian often left frustrated when the Spiral returns to the lair with ripped, shab clothing and refusing to have them patched or replaced.
Madanbir, though he's often too timid to open up about it, has always wanted to travel. Intrigued by the unknown and wanting nothing more than to fly over the horizon, his affection towards Terrin first began out of inspiration. Being the first Terrin officially opened up to within the Tribe, the two share an odd bond that neither can explain. Madanbir, sadly, fears he may never be able to confess the love he's developed towards his best friend, and the two spend most of their time planning trips on which Madanbir can sell his wares, however painful it may be for him to hold back his comments on how unlikely the dream is.
Though troubled with riddling emotions, the Guardian has found a happy home within the realm of the Tribe. Often consulted by Glimmer, the most this gentle giant has to worry about is Terrin, especially when the Spiral sets off on one of his many farfetched journeys. Only time will tell if a relationship is destined to bloom.

Nyssa is an enigma. Never one to open up to others, the Guardian is often confined to the shadows in which she ferments and despite her calm, warm nature, others tend to fear her. Her motherly, protective instinct and purpose often go without show, given that many keep distance from her and besides her mate, Corokia, none know her thoughts and feelings toward any matter within the clan's political ties or tragedies. Some will even claim that she likes it that way, without truly consulting her. Despite being immediately labeled and avoided, Nyssa is a very important member of the clan and her clanmates know this. What seems like a subtle fear truly comes out of respect, and beneath her spiny exterior is a loyalist who completely understands.

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Nyssa arrived to the clan as a wanderer. Silent and alone save for two loyal wolves at her side, the Guardian was taken in only for her promise to cause no harm to the clan. She had only sought shelter at the time, a simple abode to rest she and her canine companions' heads, but after proving her peace she began to see the clan she was staying with in different lighting. Unlike what is often expected of Shadow clans, the group seemed to want no quarrel with the outside world and instead put its efforts toward building libraries and adding to collections of knowledge. It was an occupation Nyssa heavily admired, and after a prolonged, continuously extended stay of over a week, the Vellinym were shocked to hear Nyssa speak for the first time in her entire time amongst them. She wanted to stay permanently.
Of course, she would still wander. Taking leaves for, sometimes, weeks at a time, the dragons of the libraries kept to their own business and expected nothing from Nyssa until she returned. Contributing to the clan's stores with whatever she found on her trips, it wasn't until the Vellinym made a significant profit in their storage sales and gathering intakes that Nyssa was promoted to an official rank within the clan. Her strength recognized, the Guardian was made a Knight of the Vellinym. While still keeping a distant on-and-off presence, Nyssa would now be able to protect the clan she was beginning to recognize as her home.
Within the lair, Nyssa met what would soon become her mate. Corokia was monotone and a bit of a tryhard, but after a few conversations of nothing more than grunts and shared glances, Nyssa knew he would become a wonderful companion. She didn't expect, however, for the Imperial to make a courting advance on her. Still reliant on nothing more than the loyalty of her wolves, Nyssa was offput, but after some consideration and time apart on another of her many small trips, she found herself longing for his presence at her side and knew it was fated.
Nyssa serves the clan with the utmost loyalty of any natural Guardian. Though she still clings to her past of freedom and life among the glowing trees of the Starwood Strand, the clan's new home in the Lightbeam Ruins brings Nyssa just as much peace. That is, as long as she is guaranteed shade to rest in. Now a mother of many distant children, some travelling like her, others seeking their own destinies, others still serving their dieties, Nyssa spends her days fighting for the Vellinym with the ferocity and devotion of a dragon who has found the clan she belongs in.