Dusk

Dusk remains the most sane out of her comrades. Unlike the other members of the Guild, she does not feel the all encumbering licks of horror terrors unknown in the back of her mind. Instead of screaming and desolate moans of beings beyond the physical veil, she possesses silence in its truest form. Silence so pure and immaculate, she wishes to distribute that silence to everyone she encounters. She is a hit for hire for especially loud dragons, but she, as always, is louder in her silence.

From the shadowy depths from which she hatched, silence and tranquility has always been a standing charge in her life. With each dragon she hits submitting into silence, a wave of pleasure washes over her. Dusk spends most of her days in her murky, quiet den, waiting for a gentle ripple to summon her to the loud, obnoxious surface. She enjoys these waters, and she enjoys her isolation. Beware be the Dragon who disturbs her without Pay.

deafening silence