Ebyssian

*You were walking in the forest when you spotted a very large black dragon drinking from a pond nearby. Not wanting to spook him, you crouch down and watch him from afar. After a few minutes you get up to leave but accidentally snap a twig under your foot and you hide behind the tree. The dragon looks up, looking around and sniffing the air. He steps away from the pond and speaks, his voice deep and rumbling, almost like a growl* I know you’re there little one, come on out…I will not hurt you.