Born the eldest son of House Solherre, Leovold was taught the glorious history of his noble bloodline from an early age. Tales of ancient conquerors past filled the annals of his family. Yet, early on, Leovold noticed the disparity between those tales and the reality around him. No longer did their dragons roam the sky in dominance, exuding their might with every movement. No longer did the lord of Solherre conquer and command fealty by his very presence. No longer did the great Dawnstone that marked the ancient pact that tied his bloodline to the sun dragons shine with the brilliance described in those books.

As Leovold grew, so did his resentment. He saw House Solherre for what it was: a shadow of its former self. From his youth, Leovold vowed to restore his house to its former glory - no matter the cost.

The egg that would one day become Iralux was laid small, cold, and motionless. Among his brood, House Solherre believed that it would be the runt at best, and a stillbirth at worst. Lord Tyros thought to discard it as a waste of time and resources; as a child, Leovold thought better. He stole the egg away and spent months bathing it in the light of the Dawnstone and focusing his own solar magic on it. Leovold thought to prove what effort and strength of will and heart could do, rather than the complacency that plagued his father, and his father before him.

Iralux hatched some months later in a pillar of light and flame, with a vigor for life that exceeded all expectations. Lord Tyros tried to see the young dragon trained by House Solherre's greatest champions, perhaps desiring to make him his own, but from day one Iralux stubbornly defied all attempts at bringing him to heel. Except, of course, for the one who hatched him, who shared his very vitality with him. Iralux and Leovold were bonded immediately, and Leovold never relented in training with him.

Now Iralux sets a record as the largest sun dragon hatched to House Solherre in ten generations, though still only half the size of the broods of old. The dragon brims with a barely contained, furious zeal. He is a wrathful thing, and in Leovold's eyes, exactly the creature necessary to ignite a new ascension for House Solherre.

As a sun dragon, Iralux glows radiantly with the solar energy that courses through him. Though not the fastest of dragons, nor the toughest, sun dragons are living batteries of boundless energy. Their claws and teeth sear with terrible heat and light, and their bodies light the dark like glorious beacons. Sun dragons breathe focused beams of volatile plasma that few materials can hope to withstand.