Terralysa

The Matron of this merry band of misfits, Terralysa onced ruled "alongside" Firileth at the dawn of this Clan's Creation. With iron claws and a sharp tongue, she did whatever ruthless calculations she felt were necessary under the guise of survival at any cost. That Guardian Dragon left, hissing and spitting profanities at her fellow Progenitor, and she took nearly 60% of the group with her to serve directly under the shadowbinder. Years later, She returned, alone...and changed. She had two heads and now towered well over the height she once held. She was quieter than she once was. And not as grating, but there is still an uncomfortable intensity about her. An unsettling desperation...A hunger. While she is opposed to in-fighting among clan members and is the first to break up fights, she is now more open to listening to the problems and complaints from other dragons. Regrettably, fewer dragons than she'd hoped are comfortable enough to be open with her due to her newly acquired peculiarities, and the unspoken elephant in the room of what happened.