Irissa

Iris's intentions have always been pure despite her destructive breed. She has long become accustom to the fearful side glances she has received over the many years since her creation. Some dragons even take it as far to foreshadow their own deaths in relation to the female nocturne.

"One night she will ravage our supplies and with this kill us all."

Nocturnes have been looked down upon for generations before this one- just like her lair is wary of dragons of fire, the whole of Sornieth has been apprehensive of her kind. Iris has been taught about the savage beasts that her whole breed becomes during the Night of Nocturne. Desperate to prove this wrong, without going through the most arduous efforts to obtain a breed changing scroll, Iris has set her mind towards a new sort of thievery. Not one which steals the lives of their victims, hoarding stolen treasure or consuming blood without permission from the host. Not any of these kinds, Iris however has set her mind on the absorption of dreams and wishes within the lair.

A dragon can find Iris gliding around the shadows of the lair in her free time and listening in on conversations filled with desire and ambition. Her magic has become strong enough to transition dreams into energy. The more determined the lair is- the stronger she becomes.

However with burning desire- comes something even stronger, something inevitable...