Lady Sheliak

Unknown

Female

Dragon Lady

Poison/Earth Dragon

Human Form - About 6ft, 5in

Human Form - Reddish Purplish

Extremely long and down

Dark pinkish red

Human form she keeps her fangs and forked tongue
Can willingly make her tail, horns, and wings appear if she so chooses

Niece to the Dragon Lord Tyriohn

"My sting is worse than my bite darling, better watch how you approach."

"Sorry dear, we can't all be as popular as me, even if it was in the old days. I mean, there is still the occasional human who wanders to my shrine to worship me."

Sheliak gave him a wink, continuing, "My shrine was one of the most visited, I was a considered a goddess among men. Treasures and riches they brought me from the farthest corners of the lands. Those who met my expectations, I granted them one of my scales, which would protect the one who held it. Though, it was limited, since my scales only really protected against poison, earth magic, and some darker magic since I am a poison dragon mixed with a little earth and shadow."

"Either way, it was always quite smooth for me. I got my riches, and men caught glimpses of my beautiful form."

Her eyes appeared in the darkness. The dragonelle's head suddenly slunk out, a smirk on her muzzle.
"I figured you'd come seek me out handsome."

Sheliak moved slightly, so half of her body was out in the open, her back end inside. The creature paused, looking at her claws in a nonchalant manner.

Her eyes looked back to Gale, her smile still on her muzzle, "Sorry for the mess love, but 'accidents' happen. Time changed, and I changed with time, ya know? Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm no killer, I just get bored with my 'toys' from time to time."

The female's eyes flashed, showing something more sinister, but went back to normal. She rested her paw back to the ground, full attention on him.
"I don't just let anyone approach my temple anymore. Now I prefer playing a little game. Tell me General, do you like riddles?"

Her eyes flashed, the sinister glow of earlier appearing. The dragonelle's tail curled around. In the shadows the venomous barb glinting. Sheliak didn't seem the least bit concerned as he approached closer to her with the answer.
"Such an intelligent thing you are."

Sheliak tilted her head to the side. The female's tail twitched ever so slightly, as if getting ready to strike. She gave a sly smile as he asked what his prize was.

"Tell ya what darling, since most don't make it this far, I'll make a special deal with you. Get my next riddle correct, you get to leave alive and I'll offer my assistance to you should you need it, but I doubt a strong, handsome devil such as yourself really needs this dragonelle's help. Though there are times we all find ourselves in over our heads and a little help is always appreciated is it not?"

She shifted her paws, "Though, if you can think of something else you have in mind for a prize, I might consider it."

Sheliak's eyes narrowed, pupils thin slits: "I'm as a child, a lamb and a simpleton at once. All are born with me, yet few possess me at their moment of death. What am I?"

In all honesty, she hadn't expected him to get this far. Sheliak really had thought he would've failed. She came up with the idea of the prize, slightly regretting it afterwards.
Most who came to play her game only sought her treasure anymore. This man, however, made it clear he had in interest in her hoard, which threw her for a loop.

She was fair though, and would go through if a victor beat her game. The dragonelle would allow the winner to take a few of her treasures, then leave.

Hardly anyone came to visit her anymore since the war. It had been upsetting at first, having the people who once worshipped you, just suddenly turn on you. So Sheliak had to make things work on her own.

A suffocating silence suddenly descended as he finished his answer. The dragonelle's eyes flashed, showing something else entirely.
"Your choice of an answer was chosen...poorly..."

There would have been no time to move. There was a no sound until the very tip of Sheliak's poisonous tail passed mere inches from Gale's face, striking the ground at his feet in front of him. She missed, on purpose...

The tail suddenly disappeared. In its place, stood a tall woman. Her eyes locked onto his own, a smirk on her lips. She took a step closer to him, running her fingers up his chest.

"You know darling, neither of us are innocent. We've both taken lives, enjoyed ourselves a bit too much at times, and found ourselves on the wrong side."

She leaned in closer to him, "But you played my game fairly, and were ready to accept death when others before you ran. So consider this a draw."

The female then pulled him close to her body, planting her lips right on his own. She allowed the kiss to last for several moments before pulling away again.

"My temple is always open to handsome, loyal followers."

Sheliak gave him another wink, chuckling softly, "Ever find yourself lonely darling, don't be afraid to come visit. I'm usually always around these parts."

Without another word, the female also turned. She walked into the entrance, disappearing into the darkness of the ruins she called home.

The dragonelle seemingly rolled her eyes, muttering, "It's not them I'd worry about, it's the Guardian of the gates to the City. Besides, there's a guy who visits there you'd probably get along with...actually, forget that...I already shudder at the thought of you two getting together, no female would be safe."

Sheliak's form shrunk, once again standing as a tall woman. She used a hand to brush her hair out of her face. The female seemingly tapped her foot in an impatient manner. Jeez, she had a soft spot for the guy, but sometimes.

She walked closer to him, leaning down to one knee next to his side. Despite the serious expression, the female's eyes betrayed her feelings.

"Why don't you just shut up, and take my hand so I can drag you to a healer...or would you prefer riding in my jaws, cause I can arrange that, and don't think I'll be nice about it either."