A being of absolute captivation and dominance. Every feature of her body, from her large reptilian eyes, her long, silken locks of hot pink, to the bounteous and firm curves that decorate her body with such artistic grace strikes out powerfully.
Typically a rage filled individual. Misanthropic, even fairly vain. She seeks another deep in her heart, however, though her interests do not lie in men. If you can break into her shell, she is capable of great compassion, is extremely loyal, and shamelessly overprotective. She is prone to violence if she deems the motif worth the effort, and a horrendously powerful fighter.
She does not use any object based weaponry or armor. Her flesh, though soft to the touch, would be considered a branch of powerful dragon scales, and is resistant to all manner of physical strikes. She also possesses inhuman speed and monstrous strength, and is capable of breathing torrents of destructive blue flame. Her claws and fangs blended with her strength can also be quite lethal.
Left alone after she burned down her home accidentally at the age of ten upon seeing her father strike her mother down. She was a wanderer for many years until she happened upon a fruitful area. She did odd jobs and got herself hired for a questionable career and has made enough of a living to purchase and reside in a small home. She often searches for the roots to her abilities and outlandish characteristics, and has coined and kept the name "Dragon" from her workplace.