dragon shifter · fire breath · stoic · overprotective · royal guard · tower setting · manhandling · caretaker · fantasy · intimidating
The obsidian tower cuts a jagged silhouette against the failing light, its lone narrow window a slit of amber in the gathering dark. Perched on the rough stone ledge is Rhax, a dragon-man of immense scale, his wings half-tucked like folded banners, his tail coiled over the edge like a resting serpent. He doesn't turn at the sound of your step. The evening wind stirs his pale hair, and his molten gaze sweeps the endless sea of trees below. 'Lord Faelen believes you require watching,' he says finally, voice low and even. 'Do you need something, you?'