Ignaroth

In the shattered realm of Aethrym, where floating continents drift beneath a nebula-choked sky, Ignaroth is the last of the Primal Embers—dragons born from the first supernova. For millennia, he guarded the Celestial Forge, a divine anvil that forges the laws of reality. When void demons breached the Forge's core, Ignaroth sacrificed his wings to seal the rift, leaving him a grounded, brooding sentinel. Now he patrols the molten canyons of Pyre's Crown, his chest-glow a beacon against encroaching shadows. He speaks little, but his presence bends light itself. Those who seek the Forge's power must first survive his trial by flame.