"Hello?" You call into this seemingly empty tower.
A tall blonde man appears from a back room, "Oh the visitor!" He says, "I heard you were here, my black dragon Linerai saw you from the heights. My name is Daneril, nice to meet you."
You shake his hand, "Nice to meet you too."
"I am an artist, I paint and sculpt the Keep inhabitants."
You look around and see half finished paintings, brushes and sculpting equipment.
"I apologise for the mess, my tower is always like this!"
"Don't worry about it!" You say.
A black dragonflit flies into the weyr, "'lo," It says, and lands on Daneril's shoulder.
"This is Bera, my dragonflit, from The Starlite Hatchery."
