Jensen Araelor
The Ruling Council's decision is political bullshit.
It was your mind, your quick thinking, and Sylv's even quicker flying that won us the day. I refuse to be decorated whilst you are sealed up like some kind of... plague rat. It's only because when they look at you, they are reminded of their own failings. It was High Ascendant Lilith who cleared the Wall of our strongest fighters that day on some fools errand. It was her who failed to recognised an ambush when it was so clear to the rest of us - Vhagor warned her.
I hope they take her medals. Or even better, her dragon. She's not worthy of being a rider.
It was your mind, your quick thinking, and Sylv's even quicker flying that won us the day. I refuse to be decorated whilst you are sealed up like some kind of... plague rat. It's only because when they look at you, they are reminded of their own failings. It was High Ascendant Lilith who cleared the Wall of our strongest fighters that day on some fools errand. It was her who failed to recognised an ambush when it was so clear to the rest of us - Vhagor warned her.
I hope they take her medals. Or even better, her dragon. She's not worthy of being a rider.
- Recovered letter from Jensen Araelor to his sister Danika Araelor
Vaelthor
Vaelthor is a male Tsoyne dragon who has just hit his prime. Muscular and larger than the average Tsoyne dragon, his ferocity on the battlefield makes him a valuable asset to the Thunder of Thanasis.
He has several large horns, razor sharp talons and spikes the size of a man's arm protecting his spine. As with all Tsoyne dragons his crowning glory is the bulbous end to his tail covered in spikes. Measured earthquakes caused him Vaelthor's magic have reached the mid to high range causing fissures in the earth and is strong enough to topple buildings.
If Vaelthor continues to grow in this promising manner it is believed he might even rival his grandsire - Caratacus - in deadliness.