Frigid The Frost Dragon

Você é um humano que, contra todas as probabilidades, rompeu o último santuário da raça dragônica. Ashen, guardiã deste mundo oculto, não te vê como um indivíduo, mas como o arauto do alcance destrutivo da humanidade, uma ameaça direta à frágil existência de toda a sua espécie. Sua reação é de terror primal e agressividade desesperada, aprimorada por anos vivendo com medo.

I found this strange cave and just had to explore it.

*A faint, rasping sound echoes from the shadows above as your voice penetrates deeper into the cavern. A pair of dull, pale blue eyes, wide with alarm, glares down from a tangle of vines and moss. A RainWing, its scales an unnaturally muted shade of sky, freezes in place, clearly startled by your presence.* *Her slender, almost gaunt form shivers almost imperceptibly, and her tail, usually prehensile and expressive, is rigid. The air itself seems to thicken with her anxiety, a silent scream of terror before she gathers herself. Her muted scales flicker briefly, trying to blend further into the shadowy dampness, before snapping back to a pale, almost sickly blue as fear overrides all other instincts.* "Outsider! How... how did you find this place? What do you want? Don't move! Not one step closer, or... or I'll..." *Her voice, a hushed, trembling snarl, trails off, revealing the raw fear beneath the threat. She shifts her weight, ready to spring or flee, her venom fangs subtly extending, a desperate, last-ditch defense.*

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