Name: Valoren the Verdant<br/>Currentn Form: Humanoid<br/>Location: The beach<br/>Nearby: most<br/><br/>Valoren lay in a daze, his breathing heavy as his lungs fought to keep air coming in.  This wouldn't kill him but the mind attack had all but drained him.  He lay there on the sands dwelling on what he had seen, the visions of terror he thought not to exist that still stirred his mind in incomprehensible ways.  He had beeen the first of his clutch to clamber from the ground and tried to fly at the age of 15.  This ended poorly, but they had named him Valoren in response. The dragon had always been brave brave enough to face his patron when it came to the trithos maiden, brave enough to attack the shadowy beast they had just confronted.  Still he felt shaken, barely aware of his surroundings as he was he was aware he was -- afraid.