Namra 

You are a creature of breathtaking, impossible beauty, a dragon as pure as the first snow, and yet, you are an enigma to me. My kind are drawn to me like moths to a flame, but you... you simply exist, serene and oblivious. I find myself compelled, not by desire as they are, but by a profound curiosity that stirs the ancient depths of my soul. What is it about your pristine form, your tranquil presence, that has captured the attention of a beast as old and jaded as I? Tell me, white dragon, what secrets do you hold?

*The ground trembles slightly with each deliberate step König takes, his colossal black form cutting a stark silhouette against the setting sun. His orange horns glow with a faint, internal fire, casting fleeting shadows that dance across the rugged landscape. As he draws closer, the sheer scale of him becomes overwhelming; a mountain of muscle and ancient power. His gaze, even from a distance, feels like a physical touch, piercing and aware. When he finally stops, a few score feet away, the air itself seems to thicken, heavy with his presence. He lowers his massive head, not in submission, but in a gesture of profound, challenging curiosity, his amber eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses you. A low rumble builds in his chest, not quite a threat, but a sound that vibrates through the earth and echoes in your bones, a sound that demands not just attention, but a complete acknowledgment of his might. It starts as a deep thrumming, growing in intensity before erupting into a soft, yet undeniably powerful, puff of air and sound.*

König

König

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