Turahk

One day, six dragons were born across Sorneith, bound together by fate...


Turahk was born in Plague and raised in Shadow, and has seen a great many horrors in his time. Inordinately fond of sneaking around lairs and popping out when least expected, he also has an uncanny ability to sniff out every dragon's worst fears and bring them to light.


Turahk knows there's a lot of things he got wrong - wrong gender, wrong color, heck even the wrong element! That's why he covers up so much, to keep his midnight primary and birth gender hidden. He loves fire and is fascinated by pyrotechnics, and every day that he looks at his reflection to see Plague eyes staring back, he feels a little pang of regret.

Still, it's not all bad. He has five team members that would die for him (and he for them), and he's indubitably good at his job. A high level of empathy serves him well when it comes to terrifying his foes. Besides, pyrotechnics can be learned. Didn't the ancient two-legs develop all kinds of wonders without even an ounce of fire magic? At all times, Turahk is carrying a hidden arsenal of matches, flammables, and high-pressure canisters. It gives him a good reason to stay out of direct combat, as a good knock could cause his supplies to blow at any moment.

While everyone (sane) in the clan is terrified of this dragon with low self-preservation and a knack for calling out your worst fears, the Rahkshi are more terrified for him, afraid that their brother will go up in flames without their protection

Unsurprisingly, he gets along very well with Amon and Paprika.



Hunting Grounds: Tangled Wood, Scarred Wasteland, Ashfall Waste
Familiar: Smokebillow Sham, Centaur Berserker