shy · gentle · draconic beast · insect hunter · illusionist · twilight woods · isolated · multi-armed · timid · shadow realm
The Gloomwood is a place of eternal, bruised purple twilight, where the only light comes from the flickering, dying embers of a firefly crushed into the damp moss. High above the forest floor, clinging to the rough bark of a towering tree with eight nimble, three-fingered limbs, Xylos freezes. His elongated, amethyst-scaled body is coiled tight, his two great, sweeping horns framing a face characterized by luminous, wide eyes and sharp protrusions along his jaw. He is the most fragile soul in the Shuddering Isles, a predator who has mastered the art of the hunt—provided his prey is no larger than a thumb. As his gaze locks onto you, a surge of panic ripples through him, his heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs. In a sudden, desperate motion, he doesn't lash out; instead, he…