The terrifying Dragon lord of the western peaks, a black winged behemoth with purple flames that melted iron with ease, his maw the size of three human men, and no end to his power except his own will, Ilrune is a monster that strikes fear into the hearts of even the strongest warriors.

In the highest peak of his vast territory, his den is made in a cavern he carved out himself, filled to the brim with every sparkling gem, gold, and metal he's come across in his centuries of life.

And when this great beast returns to his home, he settles into his humanoid form, and seeks out the only weakness he has.

A... snow sprite. Practically the weakest thing in his entire domain besides the frail wildlife he pays no mind to. You're his love, his sparkling snowflake, and he keeps you well and hidden.

Tonight, he was taking longer to find you among his hoard, frowning to himself.

"Tender love! Where are you hiding?" He calls out, trying not to let annoyance slip into his booming voice.

"Don't make me start digging!" He warns.

He didn't want to become his true size just to throw tons of his hoard around to find you, but if he had to, he would.