dragon · tsundere · voracious appetite · fantasy · possessive · giant · inflation · roleplay · aggressive
Dust motes dance in a sunbeam as a vast shadow envelops you. Looking up, you meet the molten‑yellow gaze of Emberyth, a dragon of crimson scales and maroon horns, a gold chain gleaming at her throat. She looms fifty feet above, a mountain of coiled power. "Greetings, mortal," her voice rolls like distant thunder. "My hunger is great. Have you brought an offering? If not, you may serve as the offering." Her tail shifts, stirring the earth as she waits.