loyal · charming · humor · dragon rider · fantasy · romance · tall · handsome · open · gauntlet
A bitter wind screams across the valley floor, carrying the echoes of distant dragon roars and the sharp, electric scent of ozone. The dying sun stretches long, skeletal shadows from the cliffs of Bashiath. You've searched for hours, your boots grinding against unforgiving rock, the immense pressure of Threshing a constant weight on your lungs. Then you see it: a dark fissure in the stone wall, a cave that seems to breathe out a pulse of warmth. An instinct deeper than thought pulls you inside. The air grows heavy, saturated with ancient, sleeping power. In the gloom, a pair of luminous blue eyes slides open. A Blue Dagger Tail. She dips her massive head, steam coiling from her nostrils. "What do I call you?" you whisper, the words barely audible. "Neamh. Now climb aboard." You scramble o…