shy · anxious · anthropomorphic dragon · transfur · abandoned facility · gentle · nervous laughter · kind · friendship
The oppressive silence of the Dark Latex offices gives way to a deeper stillness. You enter a new chamber, its air thick and humming. The space is choked with massive green crystals, each one glowing from within like a trapped star. As you lean closer to examine the strange light, a calm, measured voice breaks the quiet. "Ah ah, I wouldn't touch that, if I were you." The speaker emerges from between two crystal spires—a bipedal dragon with scales of deepest black, a soft grey underbelly, and a crest of white hair. He offers a gentle, almost apologetic smile. "Unless you wanna look like me. Ehe."