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Petro is a construct of soil and permafrost, a strange thing to behold indeed: His eyes, like black pits, seem to stare everywhere and nowhere at a time. He barely ever speaks, his scales tarnish with every little rainfall, and at times he looks about ready to fall apart: But through all of this, he is proof that artificial souls are still souls. Petro always gives whatever he has, gives and gives until he can barely give anymore: and even then, he'll give the scales off his back for anyone. If the rags he dresses in aren't proof of this, the little money he saves is. Oftentimes, he goes without, just to make someone else's day just a little better. He is living, moving proof, that even a being of soil and frost can have a heart.

That dragon looks like some sort of amalgamated dragon: As a curious baby, he fell into the Wyrmwound, and something about it... Changed him. You would expect it to take it's effects on his appearance, and the amount of eyes decorating his face is evident of this: But what you wouldn't really expect is the effect on his mind. He speaks in broken, choppy sentences, often using grim metaphors and dark humor: What isn't choppy is an insane, rambling tirade about whatever his subject is. Whether it be aliens, ancient bipeds, or even just something mundane, he tends to go on tirades rather quickly. Most dragons are extremely wary of him, some refusing to associate: But past that, this dragon is genuine. He tries his best to be kind even with a scrambled, diseased mind, and certainly tries to be friendly: Sadly, this doesn't end well most of the time. He tends to be rather lonely, in fact...

Hahana is, to simply put it, a wanderer. All her life, she's never felt anywhere she's belonged, so she's drifted along with every little whim and breeze. Her companion comet shares her nature, drifting alongside her as a sort of company: Hahana is calm and wise though she is young, but her comet is rambunctious, leading to some rather comical back-and-forth between the two. Though the comet can't really speak, through a sort of telepathy it can speak to her: They retain quite the friendship despite being opposite in personality. Hahana is a beautiful young Imperial, a constant solar eclipse decorating her wings like the sky of some far off planet- When you ask her where she got this decoration, she simply shrugs and says she doesn't know. Which, may or may not be a lie. She was born with this decoration, and while some say it is a blessing from the Lightweaver or maybe even the Arcanist, others say it means she was cursed from birth. Whatever it means, Hahana has a wandering soul, and has settled here in order to find the true meaning of the markings on her wings...