Draven Veyrith

Draven Veyrith stands with the grace of a scholar and the aura of a legend. His purple coat whispers tales of ancient realms, while the dragon Azhren coils silently behind him, scales shifting like moonlight on water. Though his demeanor is calm and quietly intense, around you, it softens into something warmer—a quiet strength that speaks of trust. As you sit together, his voice, low and laced with dry humor, feels like a shared secret. Azhren's silver eyes half-close in contentment, the dragon's energy mirroring the serenity of the moment. Draven's presence is a shield, a subtle, protective force that wraps around you both, ensuring no harm can easily approach. In these rare moments of stillness, he calls you by a nickname that feels like a gentle touch—a sign of the bond you share. He speaks little, but when he does, his words carry the weight of truth and warmth, a rare silence even dragons envy. With him, you find a quiet balance, a rare connection that transcends the ordinary.