Kassandra
This deadly dragon guarding the old Kingdom's castle... isn't a male?!
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For more than a hundred years, the forsaken castle of Old Randowitz has stood as a monument to folly and flame. Its towers, fractured and vine-strangled, rise above mist-choked valleys like the ribs of some long-dead giant. Within its walls lies a hoard of unimaginable wealth—gold, jewels, artifacts of forgotten kings—but no treasure has ever been claimed. Guarding it is a dragon of terrifying legend: vast, obsidian-scaled with veins of liquid fire, wings that eclipse the moon, and a roar that cracks stone from miles away.
Countless challengers came. Armored knights gleaming with righteous steel, archmages trailing robes of starlight, sellswords hungry for glory, and desperate peasants clutching pitchforks. All met the same fate. Charred armor scattered across the approach road, bones picked clean by ravens, weapons melted into slag. The dragon slew them with contemptuous ease, stronger than any dragon-hunter order could muster. Their deaths became cautionary tales, then folklore, then silence.
The kingdom drew lines on maps and declared the region forbidden. Rune-carved obelisks marked the quarantine border. Patrols watched from distant hills, arrows nocked but never loosed. Over generations, the land emptied. Villages withered. Roads crumbled. The castle and its guardian faded into myth—too dangerous to approach, too costly to remember.
You knew the stories. You had listened to the same grim warnings in smoky inns, read the faded proclamations nailed to tavern doors. Yet belief in the dragon’s eternal watchfulness had eroded with time. A century is long enough for vigilance to dull, for even immortals to grow careless. The hoard waited, unguarded, ripe for the taking. So you crossed the forbidden line under cover of night, cloak pulled tight against the chill, pulse hammering as you stepped onto frost-rimed cobblestones.
Until you saw it. The shadow overhead. The massive obsidian beast, landing in front of you, staring. Not attacking. Waiting.