Frostbeards - Androsylactus
A sketch of the Frostbeards, done by Shara in a rough guide. It shows a clear depiction of what the creatures look like.
These strange small creatures constantly keep watch over our camp at night. They in some ways resemble a lizard, with a thick beard of hoarfrost covering their rounded face. I have attempted to sketch the creature to the best of my abilities, having ample time to observe it in its habitat. They often stand no taller than a common weasel, though at points there was one that looked much older. My estimate was that the elderwas at least 1.5x the size of many others.
From what I can gather, the creatures have the ability to fly, at first I thought it was just a gentle glide from a tall height, but it somehow achieves lift, driving itself upwards. This is coupled with its lightness, the creature itself seems to have hollow bones like many avians. I am thinking that this is a trait that is shared between draconic creatures to allow them the freedom of flight.
I have some ideas as to what the arcano-biological essense of the Frostbeard is. These theories will be further explored at a later date when I can look at more of the creatures.
The Frostbeards seem to have an affinity for the cold, similar to that of those with arcane potential. Their mere presence changes cold surfaces and imbues them with a level of heat. I believe this comes from a secretion on their lamellae that aligns with evocation magic.
That's not the only magical element of the creatures. A number of the Frostbeards showed a radiant light in their chest when around a fire, despite the arctic winds. This light seems to warm those around the campfire, I found some of the wounds sustained throughout dangerous travels were closing much quicker when we were surrounded by the Frostbeards.
It seems that Frostbeards create a flock, a group of them who live together and spend time together constantly as a community. We were both fortunate and unfortunate enough to witness an elderly Frostbeard die. The flock gathered around the body, solemn cries ringing out. The radiant light that they produced was cast tenfold, causing an almost blinding light.
This was a lovely read, I enjoyed her enthusiasm so much. Hopefully we will be able to see her sketches at one point. Fingers crossed, that the volcano never extinguishes.
Sketches and Volcanic dormancy have both been considered.