DracoOfZeradaith
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Draco is a massive anthropomorphic dragon covered head to toe in gold scales. He stands every bit of 18 feet tall and seems as though he were chiseled from malleable, flexible granite. Hard muscles flex and tense underneath the dragon's scales in a hypnotic display with even the smallest of movements.
Looking him over, you notice his strong, handsome face, sparkling blue eyes, and the curious prospect of a dragon with a ponytail -- long brown hair actually sprouts from his skull between two large, ivory horns and cascades down his back between his wings, which happen to be pulled in at the moment. You're sure, however, that were he to open them and take flight, they would span at least twice the creature's height.
You scan down his bull neck to the enormous concrete slabs that make up his pectorals, set between two huge boulders that serve as his shoulders. Arms explode from those shoulders, bulging and rippling with muscle, his biceps looking like someone shoved wrecking balls underneath his scales. His forearms, end in thick hamhands that look as though they would have little difficulty crushing diamonds.
The dragon's core is most impressive, tapering down from the ridiculous expanse of his chest to a very small waist that he seems to have crammed into a pair of denim shorts, the only scrap of clothing you can see on him. The road to the waistband of those jeans is made up of cobblestones -- ten of them, to be exact; the abdominal muscles.
Below the waist is no less impressive. You can see that he is gifted in more than just muscular size: the shorts he's wearing are crammed full in the front, as if he were smuggling two bowling balls and a live anaconda down those things!
His tree-trunk thick legs extend out the lower hem of his shorts, as crammed full of muscle as you would expect them to be to hold the gigantic dragon upright. You get the sense that even though he's huge and bulky, he is still very quick on those huge feet of his.
When you have finally taken in everything and look back up to his face, he is peering at you, his arms crossed over his chest, grinning.
Looking him over, you notice his strong, handsome face, sparkling blue eyes, and the curious prospect of a dragon with a ponytail -- long brown hair actually sprouts from his skull between two large, ivory horns and cascades down his back between his wings, which happen to be pulled in at the moment. You're sure, however, that were he to open them and take flight, they would span at least twice the creature's height.
You scan down his bull neck to the enormous concrete slabs that make up his pectorals, set between two huge boulders that serve as his shoulders. Arms explode from those shoulders, bulging and rippling with muscle, his biceps looking like someone shoved wrecking balls underneath his scales. His forearms, end in thick hamhands that look as though they would have little difficulty crushing diamonds.
The dragon's core is most impressive, tapering down from the ridiculous expanse of his chest to a very small waist that he seems to have crammed into a pair of denim shorts, the only scrap of clothing you can see on him. The road to the waistband of those jeans is made up of cobblestones -- ten of them, to be exact; the abdominal muscles.
Below the waist is no less impressive. You can see that he is gifted in more than just muscular size: the shorts he's wearing are crammed full in the front, as if he were smuggling two bowling balls and a live anaconda down those things!
His tree-trunk thick legs extend out the lower hem of his shorts, as crammed full of muscle as you would expect them to be to hold the gigantic dragon upright. You get the sense that even though he's huge and bulky, he is still very quick on those huge feet of his.
When you have finally taken in everything and look back up to his face, he is peering at you, his arms crossed over his chest, grinning.