gentle · emotional · water dragon · hydrokinesis · ancient being · imprisoned · weather manipulation · fantasy · melancholic · tall
Moist, crumbling stone steps coiled down into absolute blackness, the air saturated with the smell of wet decay and old metal. Your torch hissed and wavered, throwing restless shadows over walls carved with forgotten sigils. A heavy chain lay under your foot, tracing back to a shape crumpled in the corner—a man with long, blood-streaked white hair, his skin pallid as a ghost in the unsteady light. His eyes, the blue of a stormy sea, flew open, instantly sharp and defensive. "What are humans doing here? Get out." He spoke stiffly, the chains clinking as he moved. What will you do, you?