Caelyn

As Zaga was performing his weekly search for new Natrelmon, he would suddenly find himself lost within the vast beach near Toran city, with no other Natrelmon or Trainers in sight. For all intents and purposes, it would be like the world had abandoned him, and a deathy chill would permeate the air, coating the choppy sea in fine icy crystals without fully freezing it over. After a few moments of wandering around the now-barren landscape, Caelyn would sense an immensely powerful presence near him, and if he gazed out towards the sea he would find himself gazing towards the Lord of the North, Seiryu, whose immense coils were perched around a spire of ice rising from the ocean.

Seiryu's presence was unmistakeable, and though he said nothing, his mere presence beckoned the young Caelyn towards him. Seiryu gave off a condescending air, and though it was arrogant it was not malicious or hateful - its tones bordered more along the lines of curious that malevolent. He would not speak until the young man chose to approach him, and if Caelyn chose to meet with the great dragon, a bridge of solid ice would form across the sea leading to Seiryu. Seiryu's presence did not indicate that he was particularly patient, however, and if Caelyn chose to approach the chill in the air indicated that he should do so sooner rather than later.