Drehen

He was a gifted speaker, born with a silver tongue. High courts all wanted him on their side. Praise for his honeyed words and charming wit far preceded his arrival in any of the other clans.
Until he lost it all in a fated gamble.
A court argument gone horribly wrong gave him a chance at power, and he lusted after it tremendously. Years of careful work spent building himself up in the eyes of his fellow dragons were cast aside in favor of something much grander; something he could never otherwise obtain by word-of-mouth alone.

He spent mere days as a prestigious clan leader before word of his traitorous deeds spread like wildfire. His power and prestige were stripped in an instant. He was cast out of the noble halls of noteworthy clans and left to wander the dangerous glens of the Gladekeeper's reign alone. All who laid eyes on the heavy, frigid shackles on his limbs refused to show him any kindness.

The Tundra was soon picked up by Bauk and Avet, and in exchange for the remaining treasure he had on him, was given passage on their captain's ship to the lava-stricken coast near Parhelion and his clan.
The fiery Guardian wanted nothing to do with him. It was only through Lyria's wise counsel that he allowed Drehen to stay...on the condition that he never attempt the deeds of his past again.

Some in the clan wonder if his continuous imprisonment is what Parhelion is guarding as his lifelong charge.