A silly little thing, Sweep was created from a little pile of soot leftover from a chimney sweep's brush. He doesn't believe he's an Esk and can not be convinced otherwise, Instead, he is fully certain that he's a dragon. It matters not that he can not breathe fire and his tiny grabby claws are soft little nubs, nor that he has no teeth, or even a mouth for that matter. He collects anything shiny into his dragon cave, which is nothing but a hole from a missing brick in his chimney boundary. Most of this hoard, which he will defend fiercely, is worthless junk. He hates to get wet, as it breaks up his body and makes him all melty and too heavy to move. He waves his tail and changes the color of the leaves to resemble a flame and when he flies quickly enough, leaves a temporary streak of gold dust in the air.