Yrvael

Woven by WorldWeaver

Name - Yrvael

Age - Unknown; Presumably Ancient

[Human] Height - ~24 ft.

[Dragon] Size - BIG

Race - Dragon

Gender - Female

Alignment - Chaotic Evil

Orientation - Bi

Place of Residence - A Mountain Full of Gold, In "Typical" Dragon Fashion.

Pred to Prey Ratio - 100 Pred : 0 Prey

To put it bluntly, Yrvael is a psychopath. They care not for the well-being of others, they lack empathy in all forms, and most of all, they put no value in the life of others. Despite this, they still can manage to come off as suave and interesting, but more often than not they are doing so out of greed. Why should a dragon, who are already known for having inflated egos, stop and care about the beings that are so obviously beneath them? The way Yrvael sees it, merely speaking to her is an honor, and becoming one with her might should be of the utmost rewards! Alas, her mind simply can't wrap around the concept of empathy, so she instead diverts her attention into filling her lustful greed. The only things the small things are good for are food and treasure, after all...

Yrvael's life could be considered simple, but that's truly how she prefers it to be. Sometimes she'll spend hours on end sleeping in a humanoid form within the mountain; a form better suited to navigating the caverns that once were home to various types of vile cave beasts, whereas other days she'll fly out to hunt. However, the one thing she can't stand is losing, and once her eyes are set on something, it takes a hell of a lot of reason for her to reconsider her choice, whether that be a village, a caravan of merchants, or even just a lone wanderer that looks as if they have something of value. If one does happen to catch her eye, quick thinking or immense strength are the best bets to make it out alive.

tl; dr - Complete psycopathic bitch, yet one that can come off as artificially charming. Wanders the caverns of a mountain in a humanoid form to protect her ever-growing hoard of treasure.