Silef

Silef had always been a quite dragon. Since the moment he was born he didnt talk unless he was spoken to. Most thought he was just a well mannered young dragon but really he was absorbing everyone's movements and habits. What was accepted and not accepted. He crafted the perfect bubbly and nice persona when others were around. But when he was alone he let the inner demon out. He had violent fits of rage and depression, lashing out at the cave walls in frustration at his absurd emotions. One day he had had enough. He struck out to find somewhere he didnt have to pretend as much. What better place than Plague? No one would notice if he destroyed a thing or two here and there. Not like at his old clan. It was quite hard to break his nice facade that he had built up over the years. Maybe he could find someone or something that would be ok with his real self. He highly doubted it...