Spitefully, you calculate your enemies' doom. There's a lot of them so you'd best conserve your strength and cunningly take them down one by one. In the shadows your swell and your prey will never sense you coming...
Now for the fun part... What sort of dragon are you?
The Deathwing: These dragons have a sinister appearance with their elongated snouts, huge horns and the spikes at their knees and shoulders. A fleshy ruff around the face can create a presentation that will stop a man's heart cold in fear. But more fearsome is their reputation for ruthlessness and guile. Muscular, but not brawny, quick, but with enough weight to get the job done, these intelligent creatures are the objects of horrible fairy tales and superstitions the world over. And that suits them just fine. Always solid black, you are a hunter of the night and while you can see into the blackest abyss, your eyes are sensitive to bright lights without the time to acclimate. A single sharp prong for stabbing exists at the end of your long, elegant tail.
The Nettled Reaper: You have a fantastically dangerous appearance with a body covered in venomous quills. Down the neck, across the torso, limbs and tail, colorful quills protect your body and advertise a warning to would-be dragon slayers. Known for a foul temper and easily provoked, the quills on the tail are loose and can be launched a projectiles with a simple flick. Lacking a breath weapon, your venom nonetheless is potent to render even a large dragon unconscious in minutes and will kill humanoids outright. A fair flyer, you lack speed for the disturbance your quills cause, but make up for it in maneuverability. You are also smaller than the average standing about 15 feet at the shoulder.
The Crovey: The Crovey are a species of dragon with a reputation almost as dreadful as the feared Deathwing and whose reality is definitely more horrifying for the average mortal. The ancestral home of this breed of dragon is a vast underground cave complex, which exists under an equally vast mountain range commonly referred to as Umbra veil (Land of Shadow) by the dwarves and other beings. The Crovey, if you ever get a chance to see one, are slender of build, almost sickly and possess a short wingspan, which is more suited for short bursts of flight or assisted leaping than prolonged gliding. Boney spurs at the elbows aid in self-defense and another spur at the end of the tail curves upwards as the dragons are known to strike over their heads rather like a scorpion. They lack the ability to breathe fire so it would seem on the surface that they would be forgettable. However, living in the dark these hardy fiends gained a unique ability to sense the life force of others at a distance, and even to feed upon it directly. Similar to a pit viper’s sense of the body heat of its victims, the presence of life “glows” for the Crovey in the dark of their world. With time, their auras have grown incredibly malleable and they are able to extend it at will far from their bodies, thus are they able to feed on the life force of others, assuming the dragon can overpower the spirit, of their intended prey. If a Crovey cares to be subtle, their prey can begin to weaken and die without ever knowing the dragon was present at all. The Crovey do not eat, but do require a steady source of fresh water. They can feed on any form of life, even cave mold and fungus can be sustaining in times of famine, however, living creatures usually have the most abundant life force.
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