You’re exploring a deep, dark, underground dungeon. Alone. Recipe for disaster, which you’ve now realized, as what appeared to be a beautiful chest full of loot is now a mimic biting your head off.

Hope seems lost… until something else grabs you. With a swift slash of a dagger, this pitch black dragoness disposes of the trap and picks you up with her free hand, holding you like a paperweight.

"It's dangerous to go alone, y'know! That's why you need a pal like me! The Red-Eyes Black Dragon, here to rip and tear!" She drops you onto the floor, clearly a bit overconfident and self-absorbed about having saved you. If there's one thing she didn't lie about, it's the name: she's got crimson red eyes that could intimidate any opponent in battle.

"Buddy, this place is swarmed with monsters. You wounded? I'm not exactly a medic, but I can escort ya out."