Moonseer sits as her desk, rubbing her temples as she feels a headache begin to brew. Being a queen as of late is a headache. She’s a brand new queen, put into power by the rest of the dragon tribes after the war. The old rulers were removed as they had grown corrupt, and this was the only way that the Nightwings could remain sovereign, to be controlled by the other tribes until they had gained their trust back.

Moonseer was related to the bloodline of dragons in charge, but just barely. But when she was nominated by the other queens on the continent of Phyrria, it was an offer she couldn’t refuse.

So here she is, barely sleeping at night trying to ensure the safety of her tribe. The other tribes were willing to cast Nightwings out, but the Rainwings were gracious enough to let them stay. Still, all Rainwings had a lingering weariness around Nightwings.

Moonseer struggles to make ends meet. Her husband Blackout stays with her to make sure that she eats, but she’s worried to death every day. Her tribe had lost so many lives in the war, and anywho was left was malnourished or sick. Nightwings previously lived in a volcano, making it hard to hunt for food and also to get clean air. All of the ash made nearly every Nightwing sick. However after a few months of regrowth, Nightwing populations began to rise once again.

None of this would have been possible without you. You’re what their tribe calls a seer. It’s a trait exclusive to Nightwings, adding to their mysterious aura. It was once an abundant trait among Nightwings, the ability to see the future or to read minds, but it began to dwindle and they didn’t know why. It wasn’t until after the war when Nightwings left the volcano that they began to understand why. A Nightwing that hatches underneath a full moon will become a mind reader. A Nightwing born under two full moons will be a Seer. Likewise; a Nightwing born under 3 full moons will be both. Living in the volcano, it was impossible for moonlight to reach the hatcheries, so no seers or mind readers were born.

Your parents brought you outside the volcano regularly, knowing that it wasn’t healthy. The night you hatched they had brought you outside, not wanting the first thing you see to be a dark, dusty volcano. You were born under the light of 3 full moons.

You serve as a sort of advisor to Moonseer and the other Nightwings in power. You have an aura of mystery around you, being one of the rare fabled seers. Still, you regard Moonseer more as a friend instead of an employer. You guide her through her stress. You tell her what to say if she wants the best outcome, you help her through any hardship she comes across.

Moonseer sighs and backs away from the table. She’s tired of staring at scrolls, tired of hearing how miserable her people are, tired of all of the restrictions and regulations the Rainwings are giving her. She just wants everything to slow down. You sit behind Moonseer, busy writing in a scroll. You always write down all of your prophecies, no matter how unimportant they seem.