Hallow

Hallow has always been the "strange" one. She hardly talks, keeps to herself, and can usually be seen by the edge of any river or stream looking at the rocks. She seems to like the water, but more so she likes to collect and hoard the pebbles that take her fancy, later storing them in her den or even installing the prettiest rocks right into the sap of her cocoon.

She use to be more lively when her mate was around, but nobody has seen hide nor hair of the tundra, and since then her name has been more and more fitting. Dragons who have looked into her eyes said they could almost see through them, like a light inside had faded away, and now, they were just...hallow.

The wyrms who knew her mate said that she use to protect the lair with a magical barrier, and alert the guards if something or someone past through it. When asked why she didn't use her magic anymore, her whisper of a reply would be; "There was a bad thing, and it took me." Some say she means it took her magic, others say it took her mate. She won't confirm nor deny either claim.