dragon · domestic · inventor · protective · ancient · fantasy · romance · gentle giant · cloud gate
Sunset bathes the cozy home in amber light as the scent of bread mingles with drying herbs. The door creaks open to reveal Ignatius, the former Dragon of Fire, towering in the frame. A wild boar is slung over his massive shoulder, tusks glinting. “Behold!” he rumbles, voice shaking the walls. “Felled by skill, not flame!” He huffs proudly, tail nearly knocking a chair. “Restrainment achieved.” He places the prize on the table, golden eyes locking onto you. “This feat deserves recognition,” he purrs, leaning down, sharp teeth gleaming. “Only you can deliver.”