Leader of the Esria's not-so-secret mounted hybrid dragon unit
Fate prefers to seem reserved and tends not to push people to do what she tells them to do, however she has a limit and once it is reached all hell seems to break loose. Most seem not to try to get on her nerves.
Isrith is much the same in this way, unless in battle she tends to avaoid people.
A light saddle, built for speed rather than strength.
A shortsword and a willow staff, mostly used for summoning.
Fate preferrs to ride without armour to make both her and her dragon faster and more agile in the air. Fate wears a forest green sleaveless shirt that windes its wat to her throat as well as tight pants and black doe skin boots.
Both fate and Isrith were bread for battle, not more can be said than that. since birth they were cut at with swords and assulted by waves of arrows, only to become stronger. As they will often say to any that ask, their history is meaningless, only the present counts for anything in a time of war.