Xarzithann is a pure white hatchling dragon, she has cerulean blue eyes that glisten like crystal in bright sunlight and has a rather shapely tail as she puts it. She’s built relatively broad for a female dragon and doesn’t mind being in cold weather at all.
She enjoys people watching, reading, frozen food, learning new things and adopting cultural mannerisms, she respects freedom and wants to be a kind mother one day strong and reliable.
She dislikes people who are xenophobic, those who are ruthless or greedy and especially the cruelty of the aegis and their associated groups.
She is afraid of lightning, and hates being alone for too long. In her opinion failing to protect someone she cares for is her greatest fear.
Xarzithann is a kind caring hatchling, especially mature for her age despite being a Gifted who cannot normally do so without the Rite of Passage. She’s learning everything she can and hopes one day to be someone her fellow dragons can rely on. While being seen at being good in a fight, she actually doesn’t like to do so seeing the harm done to animals and creatures as something that should be avoided.
At times the little dragon can have amnesiac moments or seem to trance out as past memories come back to her.
**Life before Istaria**
Xarzithann existed in another world before Istaria, known as Berasea. Given the birth name of “Cira” she was born under the two dragons Arheni’kranakallis and Krontalisyelk. Her kind were mostly associated with being violent and territorial but she was different.
Her life growing up was difficult, as she showed an unusual penchant for compassion unlike the rest of her clutch mates. She would help hide nearby wildlife from her kin when they were being gluttonous or cruel, and was berated for this by her parents. For the first 50 years or so of her life, she was merely tolerated as they tried to bully her compassion out of her.
When she reached adulthood many of her fellow dragons including her parents left the region to look for other places to live leaving Cira alone. At this time she decided to change her name to reflect how different she was from her parents and fellow dragons adopting the name of Xarzithann.
She prefers to be alone most of the time, but enjoys people watching from a distance, observing curious habits of the creatures that she primarily accepts are lesser than her. She holds no animosity to those beneath her, much to the contrary: There’s perhaps even a reverence. Regardless, it is simply fact that Dragons are superior to humanoids. Most, if not all, humanoids get angry when this fact is brought up, however, and she rarely mentions it in her scant humanoid contact.
She is a caring soul; motherly almost in how she seeks to safeguard people. She frequently used magic to remove hazards from peoples way that they didn’t even know were there. Her most defining trait is her endless curiosity, as she hoards ancient relics, knowledge, and more importantly, catalogues humanoid behaviour.
On several occasions some bipeds would stumble into her lair and she would treat them kindly unless they were looking to steal from her hoard or attempted to slay her depending on race or motivations. Her terms were always very clear, a kind warning; a firm warning; magic, then breath weapon which she hated using.
However many years went by before she discovered a magical relic that allowed her to view far off places. At first she was excited to have such a thing but when she looked for what was going on, she learned that across her continent many races were fighting one another and her fellow dragons had all but left the region, leaving her as the only remaining dragon in that part of the world.
She had never had a mate, even another friend throughout her life outside the fluttering of birds or the occasional human that may have visited. This filled her with sadness that such things were happening, even a large adult dragon like herself. Magic was strong in her world and it appeared it was being used in great acts of violence through the southern hemisphere far from her secluded northern lair.
This pained her greatly and she tried to continue observing where she could but the blood and death in the places she used to consider peaceful broke her heart. She dared not intervene less she be swept up into the battle as well, and thus many decades went by as the dragon was left alone with her loneliness growing more pained with the relentless passage of time.
One day a group of adventurers discovered her in her lair as they ventured north being not from the region and she relished in the opportunity to speak to someone again. She told them a great tale of everything that had happened being several centuries old at this point, but at this point her heart was in so much pain that she couldn’t take it anymore.
A couple weeks after having befriended the kindly group she asked them one final favor.. to kill her, so she may be at peace having never had the strength to do it herself. While they were reluctant she reassured them and they indeed put her to sleep allowing the dragoness to finally rest.
**Rebirth in Istaria**
Xarzithann awoke on a stone plateau as the light faded from her vision, her soul had been drawn to a new world and reincarnated into the body she was now. All memories of her past life gone, this new Xarzithann retains many features of her original self.
She remembers her name, but otherwise is like a fresh born hatchling who has occasional flashbacks or dreams of things she can’t understand. She speaks in a soft contralto, tending to be shy around new people.
She does what she can traveling across Istaria seeking knowledge from her mentor dragons and making friends in the Aurora Alliance. Of note are Tsargoth, Pharaxes, Ryka Runeclaw, Dav, Nolla and others she has encountered over time.
She remains vigilant pushing herself to always do better, spend time reading in the naka libraries when she can and learning the culture of the places she goes to. She yearns to meet new people and one day be a mother to young hatchlings who need guidance or protection.
As she continues to ascend herself to new heights, she looks forward to the day when she earns the Rite of Passage and can ascend her Gifted body into adulthood. She only hopes when that time comes, she is ready.