howdy!! a bit late but on the other hand, it IS wednesday now... i saw you reblog that lore ask meme, and figured i'd send an ask! pls talk a bit more about the handsome young man Isidor, i would love to hear ALL about him!! what is his personality like? is he very fussy about his silks or just a bit "meh" on what happens to them? - rifter-pride
Ayy thank you, it's never too late to ask me questions about my dragons! I'm so down for talking more about Isidor:
Isidor is a young Gaoler (early twenties-ish if he was human) who has participated in dangerous expeditions before. He’s handled Shade infestations and seen an eldritch abomination up close once, but always as part of a team led by more experienced, older Gaolers. He thinks the elders are a bit antiquated and favor those of the younger generations who parrot their views. In turn, this has made him feel more than a little overshadowed and led him to go out on his own. Both to get rid of the shackles of his elders, but also prove to them that he’s good actually.
Still, Dragonhome’s not too far from home, if he gets homesick then it’s only a short trip back to his Order.
He’s a bit too confident in his own abilities and nowhere near as experienced as he wants to believe. He has yet to understand the virtues of patience. This leads him into dumb situations that could have been avoided but there’s no one to blame but himself. Still, he stands his ground and doesn’t let himself be bullied either by the roving Blackblades or the creatures he encounters.
Like many Gaolers before him, he barged in with this idea that the desert’s just an issue because none of the locals have tried his neat tricks. It’s starting to sink in that maybe things are a bit more complicated than that, and Gaolers do not have the answers to every problem in the world.
Also, that’s not how you make friends, and Isidor is a friendly guy. He’s outgoing and not yet jaded by the world. Still, he has some subconscious disdain for those older than him, even when he’s a newcomer, due to his less than stellar experiences with his Gaoler mentors.
As for his silks, other Gaolers find him vain and deride him for picking up this modern custom. This may also have been part of the reason for why he left. He loves his silks and takes good care of them. However, he sees rips from certain kinds of wear and tear as “battle scars”. Tearing his scarf on a cactus is embarrassing and his own fault, but a desert monster ripping at it, that’s honorable damage. He’ll still repair it, though.
He also enjoys when others comment on them—he’s confident about wearing them but it’s just so nice when others notice, you know?
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