Vanial

Waiting in silence, he observes, his arcane powers growing stronger. He is not a hesitant fighter, nor is he brashly brazen, but his skills speak louder than words.

When he was found by the Buzzards, he wandered the desolate wastes like an lone hyena, all whilst being under constant superviosion. He had strayed from his clan nearly every night, leaving his fellow sand dwellers for hours at a time, only to return well fed and having collected more souvenirs. He found the Buzzards comforting, as if they understood his purpose, and his drive to hunt prey. Despite his small size, Vanial was no pushover, having trained himself in all possible forms of combat, he was more than equipped for fighting. The buzzards did not question him, but respected his resilience and offered a place among them. Hesitant at first, Vanial eventually obliged, accepting in secret…


Mate: Raziel
Offspring: Calash & Visavis, Saiga, Lucre, Eagre, Nile (adopted son)

"From the moment my mate and I established her charge here I knew this clan would be strong. I take pride in knowing we've welcomed many warriors and mages into our clan, but from the star studying my mate & I have done, there will be more to come…As 2nd-in-command, my duty is to level up every dragon in our clan so that each one has battle experience, but so far only Glombur and Hyacinth have proven themselves worthy enough to fight alongside me in the coli."

Never one to shy away from a battle, Vanial is the head fae in this clan, and despite his size his authority is respected by all his fellow dragons. Saddened by the exalting of his youngest daughter and son, Vanial held a deep hatred for exalting, but knew its purpose aided all of Sornieth. Ever since seeing his first coli battle, Vanial has dreamt of becoming the first to reach level 25 in his clan; and with his son & 88 fellow dragons supporting him, 3 more levels doesn't seem too daunting…