Turns out it is possible to kill with kindness...

His fierce and fearsome appearance surrounds a gentle, warm-hearted soul. The disguise is vital; every time Zephious extends a stomp-ful of helping "claws", disaster strikes by way of unstoppable dergish klutzery. Good intentions result in harm, sometimes with tragic consequences. So he glares and grins his sharp-toothed smile as he marches through, instilling fear in those who catch sight of him, which somehow keeps those strangers safe and sound.

Over time, he has honed an instinct for how best to aid those in need: the sight of a sick hatchling once inspired him to tromp through a beautiful rose garden (much to the despair and consternation of the horticulturist), revealing a shade-loving herb growing in the dank earth beneath... an herb which, thanks to the medicinal savvy of the lair's den papa, saved the hatchling's life. The horticulturist was none other than Aeron and the den papa was Sandoval -- the very dragons who had helped to raise Zephious, and that was how Zephious's first homecoming played out. He'd left out of fear of causing harm, but now sojourns in his birthplace many times a year.

Still, no matter where he roams, counter-intuition is key in order for Zephious to avoid causing calamities.