Rishi

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**Rishi Filsworth** is a sculptor.

## Backstory

Rishi and his eyes have always been shunned by the dragons in his old clan. He was treated like an oddity, a freak, a *creature* that must always be shunned from all the others. He was ostracized. His peers wouldn’t let him play with them, his parents barely acknowledged his existence and the older members of the clan saw him as a bad omen that must be purged before he caused the downfall of the clan.

Rishi wanted to stay, though. He wanted to live and be free of such discrimination, but the clan wouldn’t let him. No matter where he went, he was being called a “freak”. As the years went by, he almost would have preferred it if they had just continued to ignore him, but their bullying changed into outright physical violence. There would be days when Rishi was forced to cower in his den so he wouldn’t be attacked. He couldn’t walk in the streets anymore. He was an outcast.

When the day came where Rishi found that he couldn’t handle living in such conditions anymore, he gathered as many of his own personal objects as he could find and prepared to leave. It took him a few days, for most of his objects had been lost whenever he was bullied. But he did manage to find them all.

All was not well, however.

The day before his planned departure his clan leader called a clan meeting. Like most days, Rishi would stay to the edges of the clan. Out of sight, out of mind. But that was ruined today, for his clan leader made the announcement that all dragons with deformities would either be exiled or executed. Suddenly, all eyes were on him. His tormentors released roars of exuberance and charged at him. Rishi panicked and fled the clan. He barely had any time to gather his belongings before he was ousted, and ran with only half of them. Perhaps it was for the best anyway, extra belongings would weight him down even more.
Rishi flew for days on days, forced to fight against his so-called clanmates whenever he could. One by one they gave up chasing him until they’d all returned back to his homeclan. He didn’t stop flying, for he didn’t know if it was a trick or not. So he kept going. His flight path eventually led him to the Sea of a Thousand Currents and an exhausted Rishi was unable to keep himself airborne for much longer.

So he fell.

The sea enveloped him and as he lost consciousness, he wished to be reborn in a world where he could live in peace and safety. When he awoke, Rishi found himself in a makeshift den half underwater and half not. His wounds had been managed and he felt the most rejuvenated as ever before. Searching around the den for his savior, his eyes landed on a Midnight-Bubblegum-Midnight Spiral dragoness with Iridescent, Constellation and Smoke. She noticed that he had awakened and introduced herself as Isendra. The dragoness redid his bandages and Rishi thanked her. She told him it was no problem, and asked why a Wind dragon was so far near the sea. Rishi explained his plight and Isendra sympathized with him. She spent the rest of the day helping him heal, both physically and mentally and would comfort him whenever he thought of his old clan.

That was the first time Rishi had ever experienced love.