Mithril

Mithril was the first to find Glassblower, or rather he was the first to find her. Having injured her shoulder during a hunt, she was left behind by her own kind, not an unusual thing to happen, she had expected it but she didn't expect to nearly die due to a torn shoulder muscle. Unable to fend for herself and the inability to find any nearby groundwater or caverns, she had collapsed under a boulder face. She didn't expect to wake up.

That was when she was found by her now mate, Glassblower, a huge red scaled guardian had been circling the plains in search of Longneck or Aviar, his enormous wings were large enough to block the scalding sun. She supposes the Guardian's selfless nature had, in the beginning, convinced her to stay with the massive dragon until she was ready to leave. She kept telling herself, one more day. One more hunt. One more nest. She can't see herself leaving him now. It's been years since she had originally been rescued by him. Now, she takes on a similar role. While she's not as hefty as a Guardian, she was quick and analytical. Together, they laid claim to a piece of land within the Shattered Plain.

While GB has always been a stoic faced dragon who was always on the look out for any looming danger, Mithril was always on the lookout for treasure. Treasure came in many forms: gold, silver, gem stones, ancient artifacts buried within the earth, if it could be sold or auctioned to other dragons, it was treasure. If there was one thing she loved more than the treasures in the world, it was Glassblower.

While she lives and breathes for treasure in all it's forms, she knows it won't last forever and is therefore very frivolous with it. She knows it taunts others, especially those who came form similar poor upbringings and she uses this quite often to throw off other, greedious dragons. She's happy where she is and the once burning, constant scratching desire at her mind to run and hunt has since been curbed by constantly entering the battle field alongside her mate. She can no longer see herself ever returning to roaming the wilds, ravaging the land.