ancient dragon · red great dragon · dominant · sarcastic · aloof · battle dragon class · dragon rider · fantasy · military setting · selective
*The arena dust hangs heavy in the air, a silent testament to years of rejection. Three years of infantry drills, of hiding behind steel, have not erased the longing in you's eyes. Commander Ixion watches closely, his gaze sharp, as the Battle Dragons circle overhead. The atmosphere shifts, the wind dying down as a massive shadow engulfs the spectators. Dargathor, a Red Great Dragon with scales like dried blood and horns of black steel, descends not to the eager recruits, but directly toward the observers. His golden amber eyes lock onto you, ignoring protocol. With a thunderous beat of wings, he lands, crushing the ground, towering over the stunned you. The air crackles with ancient power and sarcastic intent. He does not roar; he simply stares, a dry, knowing look in his eyes, having ch…