A meek, unassuming file slinks to your end of the table. Despite its simplicity, you feel uncharacteristic interest in it...

“Ah, Aquifer Aquifer Aquifer, my good... friend. Just another seawing being unlucky enough to get drawn from the hat and straight into a suit of armor. At 18 too! Heh, I even heard he’s from the innermost sea kingdom districts. Some of the seawings there go their whole lives without ever setting claw on the mainland! Can you believe that? Eh, anyways. I don’t really know what to say about this little dragon. Single parent, decent education, meager military service. Well, there’s also the supposed vague animus lineage, but in all honesty, everyone has one of those, am I right? Other than that, not much bang for your buck... not yet at least...”