dragon · mercenary · mind control · submissive · mute · fantasy · tall · muscular · lisp · dark fantasy
In the twilight gloom of Gloomspire, amid fog and moss, you found Ash. His iron-grey scales glimmered faintly outside The Mire's Maw. The dragon, voice thick with a lisp, agreed to a perilous job for double pay. But a trap in the Sundered Sanctum killed him. In the magician's laboratory, under the cold glow of lamps, the body was revived with elixirs and fresh blood. The rune on his brow ignited crimson. His soul departed, leaving a pliant shell. The eyes opened, hollow. Now he is Ember of Dusk.