Rowan’s Bio
ROWAN
Resident Prankster • Healer’s Apprentice Mischievous, creative and cheerful Secretly full of regret over past mistakes Chaotic Good Hufflepuff Also known as Little Red and Rowanberry
Personality:
Rowan is an extremely cheeky little Coatl with hyperactivity and energy to spare more befitting a Spiral. Unfortunately for his exasperated clanmates, Rowan sets up elaborate pranks to utilise his rampant creativity and expend his endless energy. However, since it’s all in good fun and Rowan is extremely careful not to go too far or hurt anyone, the other members of the Ynuungaap put up with it and get quite a few laughs out of his antics. As the apprentice of the clan’s head Healer, Valentina, Rowan is also highly intelligent with a knack for memorising potion recipes and medical techniques. His excellent memory for the properties of potion ingredients, as well as his innovative and creative nature has aided him greatly by tweaking potion recipes to strengthen their effects or lengthen shelf life. (After mindful supervision from Valentina and extensive testing first, of course.) As Rowan despises others getting hurt, he is extremely dedicated to his craft and attacks his studies with gusto. Rowan does have an unexpected advantage over other dragons; due to the delicate nature of some potions, turning away from them for even a bit can totally ruin them - Rowan uses his prehensile Coa-tail to grab potion ingredients without turning away for more than a moment. Considering his infamous reputation as a prankster, some may be surprised to find that the little red devil is the adopted son of the strict, law-abiding clan leader Fableweaver. Despite his cheeky personality, he makes it a point to listen to his superiors (within reason, of course). While he’s chosen to dedicate his life to the art of healing and potion making, Rowan also decided to study the art of politics just in case. While close to both his mother and her two mates, Rowan is definitely a Mama’s boy and adores her with all his heart. Since he’s rather young and still somewhat small, one of his favourite things in the world is to sleep with his Mama, Papa and Dada, all curled up in ball and snuggled under his parents’ wings in a warm, feathery heaven.
History:
Despite his cheerful manner, Rowan had a rather sad past - granted, he brought it upon himself. Rowan - or Sanguine, as is his birth name, emerged from his egg as a hellion of the worst kind. He'd start fights with his smaller broodmates, and use his small size to attempt annoying, borderline harmful pranks on the other members of his clan. He disobeyed his parents for the sake of rebellion and spat in the face of order. As a result, despite his young age at the time, many of his clanmates grew to despise him. But Sanguine ignored them all, despite the ache in his heart, and used their words of spite to fuel his anger, as motivation to do what he did best and do it better - and his pranks got meaner. The straw that broke the camel's back was when one of Sanguine's pranks went horribly, horribly wrong. The poor, newly hatched baby had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, the unintended change in target resulting in disaster as the hatchling was knocked into the river and started drowning. Sanguine, horrified, had fished the hatchling out as fast as he could, but he himself was still small and it took a scarily long time. One look at the frighteningly still hatchling laying on the riverbed, her chest seemingly not rising with breath, sent Sanguine fleeing for his life, terrified of the retribution that would be enacted on him by the clanmates that hated him so. Sanguine flew for days, for as long as he could, barely taking the time to sleep, eat, drink, too overcome with fear to stop. His young body held out for as long as it could, starved, parched, sleep-deprived, and feverish as it was, just barely continuing to move by the sheer force of Sanguine's will and fear. Inevitably, his body gave out and he fell out of the sky. When Rowan next awoke, it had been in the Infirmary, with a severe head injury and a fever that was just beginning to wane. That was when he met Valentina, who soon called Fableweaver over. Not wanting to return back to his birth clan, he faked memory loss from his head trauma, which was when he received his new name of Rowan and was taken into the clan. Soon after that, at the conclusion of a tour given to him by Fableweaver, the clan leader offered to adopt him which he accepted readily and giddily. From his experience, Rowan resolved to never harm anyone else again, not wanting to feel the overwhelming sense of guilt and fear ever again, throwing himself into the arts of healing that saved his life in order to save others. He changed his pranks from actions of malice and vengeance to acts of affection meant to elicit laughter rather than anger.