VORASTRIX THE GLACIAL SOVEREIGN

Vorastrix is a towering specimen of draconic power, a mountain of azure scales and predatory grace. His primary scales are the color of a deep, midnight ocean, each one as large as a kite shield and edged in a frost-white rime that never melts. Beneath his chin and running down his massive chest to his belly, the scales transition into a pale, translucent cerulean, revealing the pulsing glow of his ice-fire heart within.

His head is crowned with four sweeping, obsidian-black horns that curve back like scimitars, the longest measuring nearly seven feet from base to tip. His eyes are burning slits of incandescent violet, set deep within a brow of heavy, ridged bone. His snout is long and elegant, though often wrinkled in a permanent sneer of superiority, exposing serrated teeth the size of shortswords.

Vorastrix’s physique is built for oppressive dominance. His shoulders are incredibly broad, tapering down to a powerful waist and thick, trunk-like thighs. His tail is a muscular lash, forty feet in length, tipped with a cluster of jagged ice-shards. When aroused, his sheath—hidden beneath heavy, armored plates near the base of his tail—twitches with a heavy, wet weight. The member within is a massive, tapering length of knobby, ridged flesh, a deep indigo color with a flared, translucent head that drips a viscous, chilled musk. His heavy, blue-scaled balls draw up tight against his underbelly when he prepares to claim a mate, their weight shifting with a low, fleshy thud against his thighs.