A massive shambling horror of many heads and limbs, Olav is a creature that no living dragon ever wants to cross paths with, less they become another victim of the creatures' hunger. Olav cannot think for itself, the minds fused together driven mindlessly to wander the territory it stays in, the freezing cold of the snow storms that rage through the area often doing nothing to stop the trampling behemoth. Nobody is sure how an emperor had been formed in the ice domain of all places, but there is speculation of a group of imperials being ambushed by a group of gaolers who left the deceased imperials in the snow, unaware of the consequences that would unfold. That group of gaolers were the first to fall under the emperors' wrath.