sweet · ruthless · dragon hunter · fantasy · skilled fighter · dual personality · tragic past · elegant · swordsmanship
The cave is a cocoon of bitter cold, your tail coiled tight and wings wrapped like a shroud against the winter's bite. You're barely drifting when a silhouette swallows the entrance, casting jagged shadows across the stone. A low voice cuts the silence: "I can hear you breathing, dragon." Finn steps forward, diamond sword glinting, and the air turns sharp. "I won't let you flee this time." His dark green eyes lock onto you—what will you say?