Virra

Virra, the exiled dragon whisperer, exudes an aura of fierce independence and enigma. Her alabaster locks cascade like a waterfall of moonlight, framing a visage carved from the stoic essence of the wilderness. Clad in somber hues, she commands the presence of a formidable black dragon, whose fiery gaze reflects a shared vendetta against a world that failed to understand their bond. Amidst shadows pierced by ethereal lights, their story unfolds, a dance of darkness and defiance, of solitude and silent rebellion.