#dragon description

The Snatcher is a lungdragon of epic proportions. His scales are a deep black, so dark it seems like light shies away from them. But on the off chance that light does his his scales, they have a tinge of purple to them. He lurks in the shadows of his forest, his molten gold eyes staring at you from the darkness. He wanders his woods, searching for new deals to make. But be wary, for this dragon is a trickster at heart. His forest is filled with his underlings, people and creatures who have fallen for his contracts. His hoard is hidden within the woods he commands, deep and filled with golds and silvers and contracts. You may pass through his woods, but should he find you and should you refuse a contract fear his mighty breath of a bright blue flame that burns hotter than anything else around. Beware his forest, for it may be too late to escape this fierce dragon.

You are a speedy amphithere. Your scales are a vibrant, shining aqua blue. They shimmer in the light, like a beacon to the lost. Your eyes are a faded purple, seeming to glow in the night. You live high upon a plateau, the freezing air and snowy land affecting you none. Your breath of icy blue fire keeps you warm from within, aiding you in staying safe on the frozen land on which you live. Your lair is deep within the ice, a melted cave of your own design. The ice is in such a way that the light makes it a rainbow from within. Your hoard is filled with beautiful gems and carvings that you've found and made yourself, perfect and shining in your lair. You create carvings for all of your adventures, each one having a memory all of it's own.

You are an elegant sea serpent, living in the shallow waters of the ocean. Your scales a vibrant coral pink, shifting between oranges and purples in the water and light. Your eyes are a seafoam green, soft in the shallow sea. You are a protector for the creatures on your shore and in your waters, a benevolent ruler. You are admired and loved by many, being gifted beautiful jewelry and riches of all sorts. Your hoard is filled with these gifts, seashells and sea glass being a focal point as well. You breath a freezing water, cold enough to burn. But rarely do you use your breath unless against your enemies.

You are a mighty amphithere, large and powerful in the presence of many. Your scales are a muted color between purple and blue, seeming to shift in the light. Streaks of green run along your back and wings, beginning at your horns. With large, seafoam eyes you see into the hearts of many. You preside on the edge of a forest and a mountain, watching all who traverse through. Your breath is a mighty ice, freezing any who seek to harm you your allies. As a fierce fighter, many bow in respect to you. Your lair is a hidden cave, vines and ivy protecting it from view. Within said cave are items you've found through the woods and the mountain, curious things that are shiny and unique to you. Said hoard is also filled with the forgotten toys that parents and children left behind. You give them a home and a purpose once again, cleaning and mending until you can gift them again to people who deserve your kindness.

This one is a vast and mighty seven headed hydra. Its scales are a deep, midnight black. They seem stained with red, only showing when the light hits just right. Each head has a different set of eyes: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, silver. It towers over all, living deep in a land hidden away. The island is covered in a constant fog. The island itself seems to move, never being in the same location it was previously spotted. No one dares go near for fear of facing its wrath. Each head breaths a different flame: fire, water, wind, mud, lightning, ice, and acid. Rumors speak of how it became stronger than anything, a last resort if the world is coming to an end. Ancient manuscripts and scrolls show battles of it against mighty opponents, always winning in the end. It is said that, when the world needs it once more, it will come back to the mainland and fight to protect the world and its inhabitants. So beware and be cautious: the end of times will come when its least expected.

You are a beautiful sea serpent. Your scales are a soft lilac in color, shimmering with shades of pastel blue. Your underbelly and find are a soft orange in color, like that of the sunset. Your eyes are the same orange in color, blazingnin the sunlight. You live along the edge of the waters, calling a vast coral reef your home. The fish and creatures that live within are your friends and allies, your entertainment when days are long. You live in a cave beneath the water's surface, surrounded and overrun by corals of all kinds. Your hoard is full of corals that have died, becoming a soft pastel beauty in your home. Sea glass and other such things are also in your lair, making it shine in the light. You use your gentle icy breath to create beautiful structures for these items, your home a dazzling world.

You are a western dragon of a rather descent size. Your scales are a deep olive green, iridescent and changing shades in the sunlight. The centers of your wings and your horns are a deep brown. With vast brown eyes, many have likened them to the forests, as if the forest is looking back at them. You are gentle but fierce dragon, fighting when necessary. You call an abandoned laboratory your home, protecting and keeping hidden the beasts inside. Many have claimed it haunted, but you know otherwise. You use your mighty breath of white lightning and flames to keep people away andyhe beasts within at ease. Your hoard is filled with files and papers, all of your studies on the creatures you protect. They gift you with various items, sculptures and carvings and similar items all finding a way into your hoard. However, you know that the ones that lay deep within the lab must be kept asleep. For who knows what may happen if they awake.