Indaris
~Devourer of Monsters~

They called him weak.

They would taunt and goad him on until he would seethe with rage and try to fight back. But the fire of his anger was no match for his tormentors, and after he would be bloodied and bruised so severe he be barely able to move. Tail tucked between his legs, Indaris would slither away to find some dark crevasse to lick his wounds. After what felt to be ages of this, Indaris could not tell how long, he had had enough. They say he’s weak, well he would find something to make him strong. He left his clan, their taunts followed him as he went but he ignored them.

On his travels Indaris found an old abandoned lair. There an old tapestry depicted a dragon eating the heart and drinking the blood of monsters. The bottom was torn so Indaris didn’t know what would happened after but he felt if he did that would make him strong. He did not know what else to do so he sought to devour every heart and drink the blood of every monster he found, vowing to become the strongest dragon in the land. Then he would go back to his tormentors and he would show them how powerful he had become, he would show them all.