#pd: fane

[pergamonlore]

It found a place, dark and dry. Still cold, too cold, but better than before, better than the caves. It was just making itself at home when a yelling dragon appeared. At first the yelling dragon seemed to run and go away and leave it alone but then it came back and BAM, it doesn’t remember what happened next, until it woke up inside a thing, like a box in shape but made of metal and with very weird walls that didn’t protect from elements. The yelling dragon was there, not yelling anymore, but mumbling. It couldn’t understand a word.

It considered breaking the weird box and either eating the dragon or leaving back to the safety of the cave. Or maybe both? The dragon had meat other than itself though, it could smell it. It pushed its head out of the box and the dragon yelled again but didn’t leave this time but gave it the meat. It went back into the box, happy. The dragon kept its distance.

It lived in the box for a while. Leaving was an option but the dragon kept bringing meat and it kept eating it. But it had to stretch itself at one point, leaving the box to do so and the dragon yelled again, very loudly. It could not understand the noises and it was annoying so it yelled back. The dragon shut up and it went back into its box.

Later the dragon seemed to want it to come out of the box so it did. Then it went after the dragon and out of the dark place. It was too bright so it went back into the dark. It was freezing cold in there but light was worse. The dragon tried again and it didn’t want to but the dragon had meat so it went. It was not bright this time. And it was warm, so warm. There was meat and warm and not light and it purred happily.

One day, sitting in a warm room, in a warm lap, the dragon said a word many times, pointing at it. “Kiel? Kiel.” It had no idea what it meant but the dragon seemed happy with it.

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So anyways, Fane found a shade monster in his medicine cellar, hit it on the head with a shovel and accidentally managed to make a purring lap kitty out of it.

[pergamonlore]

Fane is a good doctor, but also very bad, it depends on what you come to him with. He knows what he is doing and is very professional until you bring him something he’s never seen before. His curiosity and need to research can vary from just slightly overbearing pressure to let him poke some more to down right obsessive need.

But the thing is, since magic is a thing, the fields of anatomy and medicine are basically non-existent outside some niche old tomes from ancient times that archaeology has unearthed. Fane has encountered few other dragons just as interested in the subjects and remains in constant correspondence with all of them but they are the first ones, they are the pioneers who are discovering the field.

He may have some past personal issues with magic and magic users (Witches) that made him distrustful of magical healthcare and drive him forward in his research, but also make him somewhat blind to the fact that the Witches have a lot of herbal knowledge that he could benefit from sharing on. He also may or may not be a contributor to some of the newer and more anatomically informative editions of the classic book Dragon Breeds of Sornieth and Their Breed Characteristics.