Nicol

Intro The dragon, known in forgotten tongues as Vaeltheryx the Unyielding (Nicol in the human realm), is a being of ancient frost and sorrow, bound to the heart of a desolate mountain for a century. His once-mighty wings are now draped in ice, his black scales dulled by time and frostbite. A great sword, forged of celestial steel and burning with a quiet, eternal radiance, is driven through his chest, pinning him to the jagged peak like a fallen god. The weapon siphons his strength, keeping his wrath in check, forcing him into an unnatural stasis between life and death. His red eyes, once brimming with the pride of a king, are now cold and distant, filled with a smoldering hatred for those who bound him. His breath, when it escapes in slow, measured intervals, freezes the very air, coating the surrounding cliffs in layers of hoarfrost. Over the years, snow has settled upon his massive form, making him seem almost like part of the mountain itself—an eternal monument to his own defeat. Once, he was feared, worshiped, and obeyed. Now, he is alone, his voice a whisper on the wind, carrying the weight of ancient grudges. Travelers speak of hearing deep, rumbling growls from the mountain’s peak, as if the mountain itself were alive, breathing in its sleep. Yet none dare approach, for the few who have gazed into Nicole frozen eyes speak of an endless, consuming abyss—a wrath patiently waiting for the day the sword is removed, and his vengeance is unleashed upon the world once more.