The Foresworn King
She was a demi-god who thought herself a God.
When she raised her hands with power clenched in her fists, those who walked beside her turned away, and threw her back. They exiled her to a land of harsh sands and grueling heat, no hint of grass or rustle of branches over her head to remind her of her home.
But she would show them. She would show them all who stood against her.
She would make her own idyll, and when she destroyed their precious world, they would crawl to be admitted into hers...
And she would deny them.
Dragon Scale Color:
Lorul Shrukabra (unconsummated)
Enslaving kingdoms to her will.