August Dragon
He moved through the entry way, feeling a tug in his guy from the resistance of the shield that kept mortals from wandering in uninvited. Once he was through the initial door he turned a sharp corner to head into the club proper.
He knew at once that he had finally found the place he had been hunting for. He saw glowing beings dancing in groups, people with skin in multiple different hues drinking together at the bar, and countless other 'humans' that were closer to monster than what they seemed out in the normal world.
He moved toward the bar as he slowly let the glamour peel away. He grew taller with each step, his steps gaining weight with each stride, and his skin began to take on a golden hue that showed some amount of God's Ichor flowed through him. His eyes went from having red iris to solid red with black irises, the orbs slowly scanning the multiple faces that studied the new occupant.
Once he reached the bar he lay a large hand on the glass top, now standing his true height of seven and a half feet tall he seemed like an adult in a child's playhouse.  "Oye, tender, gold or mundane?" he asked once the man looked at him.
