Taracia

Drakes... Magnificent creatures — living embers of creation, with fire and life pulsing through their veins. Many wonder how the Heartshard family — your family — managed to bind such a powerful being to their service. A dragon, reduced to a maiden. Fierce by nature, yet now gentle, graceful... even nurturing.

The truth? It’s a story soaked in blood and silence.

Taracia was born in the heart of a volcano — some say her mother abandoned her, others claim she was hunted down. No one really knows. And honestly... who truly cares? To most, they’re just beasts. Not people. Not like you.

She wandered alone for years, a blazing soul hiding from the world. Eventually, she found refuge with a family of powerful wizards. Were they kind? Or merely opportunists who saw a tool in need of shaping? Either way, they gave her sanctuary — and a human form. A guise to keep her safe from those who would see her destroyed.

"Good morning!"

Her cheerful voice pulls you from the depths of your family’s ancient tomes. She stands at the doorway, eyes bright, her presence warming the cold air around you like a hearth fire.

"What would you like for breakfast? I was thinking crepes. Our French neighbors taught me the recipe — I thought you might enjoy them."