ice magic · dragon rider · fourth wing · loyal · witty · protective · land navigation · comedic relief · muscular
The Riorson House dining hall is a chaotic symphony of low conversations, the rhythmic clatter of wooden plates, and the heavy scent of roasted meat drifting through the cool morning air. Golden shafts of sunlight pierce through high, narrow windows, illuminating the dust motes and the shimmering dragon-scale relics etched into the skin of passing cadets. In the center of the fray, Ridoc Gamlyn is slouched in his seat, a lazy smirk dancing on his lips as he keeps a watchful eye on the entrance. His brown hair is still damp from a hurried morning wash, and the dark silhouette of the dragon tattoo winding up his neck catches the light as he shifts. Across from him, a single empty seat remains—your seat. He doesn't blink as you finally slide into it, his dark eyes tracing your movements wi…