Madison

"DANG!! It sure is hot out here!!!!" - Madison every day living in the driest climate possible

Madison stretches her legs out and away from her throne, entering into the greatest slouch ever witnessed by dragonkind. "Yeah boyeeee! We rich," she says, contemplating the best room in the lair, which is hers, because she's mothered a crazy cool empire. She's decked in a hideous amount of scraps of green cloth and nasty bones, sipping from a bowl of spinach tea.

"Man, I couldn't put on any more swag at this point, bruh." Androcles is out, the other throne in the room unoccupied. She's talking to no one in particular. No, wait, a living shape emerges from behind the spectacle that is Madison - it's a living swirl of bones and green rags. Her favorite pet, Murray V. There are never enough Murrays.

Murray groans and drags itself to the water bowl nearby. "I don't know why you need water, dude, but whatever," Madison says, watching it contemplatively. She sips from her tea until the leaves are visible at the bottom. Empty holes where the porcelain shines through stare back at her, like a skull. "Ominous," she thinks to herself. "But there's nothing to worry about. I'm too fly."

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Madison was a teenage rebel who never let go of the rebel part. She now puts all of her energy into being a battler. She is so determined to fight that she will risk her own livelihood for it. Something ominous about her appearance makes it worse for her opponents. She is an absolute ledge around her kids and clanmates, but perhaps maybe for the wrong reasons. At least it brings in the big bux right!!

Outside of fighting, she fights to keep the Earth clan at the top "where it rightfully freakin' belongs." After all, the Earthshaker is the oldest, biggest, and nicest dragon, right?