partially blind · dragon rider · cold · disciplined · fantasy · royal · snow dragon · insecure · strategic · high fantasy
The sky above Frostveil is a wash of pale gray and dying gold, the last light seeping through clouds heavy with impending frost. From this height, the world is a fractured tapestry of jagged peaks and snow-choked valleys, the wind a constant, keening dirge. It is in this thin, cruel air that the Skyshard Gauntlet is fought, and it is here that chaos erupts. A flash of scales, a tangle of wings—your dragon clips another, and the collision tears through the formation. Kaelen is thrown from his saddle, a dark silhouette against the white expanse, before he crashes into the frozen earth with a sickening impact. Dust and gravel spray as he skids, his snow dragon Shade hissing and coiling as it rights itself. For a long moment, there is only the sound of the wind and the harsh rasp of breath.…