Relgekir

Relgekir is a male Skydancer with rare, crackling lightning eyes and a striking appearance. His scales are a vivid blend of tomato red and saffron gold, slashed through with rich berry-colored stripes that race across his wings and spine like war paint. Though his palette might suggest a fiery temperament, Relgekir is quiet, sharp-minded, and unusually perceptive for one so young. He wears dark black healer's robes, well-fitted and worn from use, and perched atop his head is a sturdy wool cap from which two brown moth antennae peek out, a peculiar feature, but one he claims helps him sense “the hum of bodies and bone.”

His mother is Rapture, the serene Skydancer of the clan, known for her calm and gentle nature. His father, Madoc, passed when Relgekir was still a hatchling, but his absence shaped the young healer in quiet, profound ways. Rather than wallow in grief, Relgekir studied the fragile thread of life with a near-obsessive focus. He apprenticed under clan medics, often lingering at the edge of a conversation, memorizing every word spoken and every movement made. He does not speak unless he must, but when he does, his tone is unwavering and confident.

Relgekir is best known for his uncanny ability to diagnose ailments that other healers miss. Some whisper that his lightning-touched eyes let him see pulses and pathways beneath the scales, and though he never confirms this, he doesn't deny it either. His bedside manner is quiet but strangely comforting. His presence settles the mind and steadies the heart, though his words can be piercingly direct when necessary.

Relgekir’s closest companion is a Screaming Tickbird named Needle. Needle is small, loud, and irreverent, often perching atop Relgekir’s head and squeaking furiously any time someone lies in his presence. This makes private conversations with Relgekir... difficult. But he has grown so used to the sound that he will simply keep speaking while the bird screams indignantly above him. He claims Needle is part of his diagnostic toolkit, and he often says with a straight face, “The bird always knows.”

His familiar is a proud Red-Breasted Hainu named Rufan. Rufan is as serious as Relgekir himself, following him closely and protecting his workspaces from unwanted distractions. Rufan only barks at liars, thieves, or those who pretend to be uninjured when they are not. The two communicate in silent glances and gestures, having formed a near-telepathic bond after an incident in which Rufan helped Relgekir bring a critically injured hatchling back from the brink of death.

Though he holds his mother in high regard, Relgekir does not often speak of her or visit her within the clan unless called for. He loves her deeply, but he lives as if he carries a personal oath to honor his father’s memory by never turning away from the suffering of others. He respects dragons like Yaasiel and Helios, who work in intense environments or pursue high-demand paths, and he has a somewhat teasing friendship with Nimbus, though they would never admit it.

Relgekir has no romantic attachments and does not appear to seek them. He has stated plainly that love is a fine thing for those who can afford to be distracted, but that he cannot, at least not yet. Still, it is not uncommon to find dragons lingering outside his work area a little longer than needed, drawn to the air of mystery and the quiet steadiness he exudes.

His workspace is filled with meticulous notes, preserved specimens, and a small grove of living herbs grown under lantern light. The air smells of honeyed salve, dried lavender, and faint ozone. No one else is permitted to clean or organize the space, not even Rufan.

Relgekir is the storm behind calm claws, a healer forged in the silent aftermath of loss, and though he does not say it aloud, he intends to become something more than a mere medic. He seeks to master not just the healing arts, but the mysteries of life itself.