Lulu

Lulu didn't come out of her death-filled childhood as gracefully as her siblings. She tried to help her father with the injured and dying, but every time she came near it seemed to make them worse. It was a long time before anyone connected their deteriorating symptoms to her presence and by then many dragons at met their demise at her unintentional hand. Frustrated and infuriated, she took off on her own.

When all you cause is death, there is little to do. She tried finding some area of green life to carve out her own existence, but even there things began dying around her. Even plants were not immune to her presence. She traveled further, clinging to outcroppings of dead land where she could pass relatively unmarked. Hunting was never an issue for her because even beasts cannot withstand her. But, she never stayed still for long, fearing what disaster she may cause.

Lulu is antisocial at the best of times and downright aggressive at the worst. She does not want any more dragons to suffer at her hands, so she surrounds herself with an impenetrable cloak of solitude; if no one can get close, then no one can suffer. It isn't a life she enjoys, but she recognizes it as the only feasible course of action, given her affliction.