Fang Li

A transplanted Fuu weaver from the mountains whose warrior sect has relations to Lyseras's Shadow weaver sect.  He ended up in the Sanshe Oasis at the request of Lyseras's superior and ended up getting tricked by William shortly after arriving.  Due to his overly developed sense of justice, he took an oath and swore to make his slight right and capture the petty snakeoil Shooter salesman who had wronged him and several other Stardragons.  This ridiculous vow has gotten in the way of the real reason he was sent to this area and has lead to a rather comedic back and forth chase between Fang Li and William.  However, the opening of a new restaurant in his hometown has peaked his interest and distracted him from his daily quest/struggle to catch the criminal.  It's not because the restaurant has really good food, or that there's a pretty cook there, no nothing like that.  It's because the kitchen for some reason keeps exploding (???) while making its signature dish, causing quite the ruckus but no damage (magic explosion lol).  Fang Li becomes worried about the one who owns the restaurant and their rather unorthodox cooking methods and feels it's his duty to 'protect' her (she'd rather just blow him into the far horizon).

A frank and blunt person, he is not good with people and his rather frightening appearance as a Fuu weaver makes him very off-putting to other dragons.  He is not socially eloquent and spends a lot of his time training with either his saber or meditating.  Despite all the meditating, his temper is still something that needs work and he tends to jump to conclusions easily.  He's not terribly bright either, getting confused by fancy words or gestures of  kindness/affection he may not have encountered before.  He also had a loud voice and tends to snore in his sleep, which makes him a noisy roommate ( he didn't stay long with Lyseras and Shunya when he first arrived in Sanshe).  His fur is still fluffy despite the desert heat and he has not shed any of it, not having too much trouble with the sand or the hot.  All of this is probably due to the fact his grandfather was a Desert weaver and that blood is coming through to help a bit.  He stands on the larger end of the Weaver spectrum of heights, at a hulking 6'2" and despite his subtype, he still looks deceptively thin under all that fur.