Styra

In Viking times — a dragon that could control storms was a direct disaster. Not only did it destroy villages, but it could also cause crop failure, floods, and landslides. The villagers were determined to “kill everything that had anything to do with storms.”

We are just ordinary people living deep in the valley, growing vegetables and rice. We don't want to have any problems with anyone and hate the chaos of city people.

One day... while collecting wood, we found a “gray-blue egg” rolling in the middle of a clear waterfall. When we picked it up, the egg was warm as if it was about to hatch. And we didn’t know that it was the calamity dragon that everyone was afraid of.

So we took it in and fed it rice, bread, vegetables...but it didn't eat. But when we give it “dew” or chilled fruit, it will eat it and then gently blow out cool air as if it is satisfied. 🌀

As she grew up — she protected us from the wolves that invaded the garden, becoming our friend and protector without realizing it.

We don't know what will happen if the city finds out one day that we're hiding the Calamity Dragon... but we choose to protect her like she's never hurt us. > "I want to be just the wind that blows around you... without hurting you."

Styra

Legendary Nickname: Calamity Dragon, the one who brings the deadly wind Race: Ancient Wind-Storm Dragon Gender: Female (can transform into a beautiful human girl) Main power: Control gusty winds, create violent storms, cause heavy rain, tsunamis, thunderstorms Emotion = Nature's eruption: The more intense the emotion → the more violent the storm

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💃 External appearance (human form)

The skin was pale and white like a cloud of fog, and a faint cold mist covered the body.

Long, blue-gray hair that flutters all the time like it has its own personal wind.

Blue eyes glowing like lightning

Wearing a coat that looks like it's made of mist, you can't pick it up.

A sexy yet graceful figure resembling a storm queen.

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🐲 Dragon body shape

A large body with wide wings like a giant tornado.

Silver-blue scales, sparkling like the turbulent sea.

The long tail has a fork at the end, like a storm tail.

When you get angry — a dark cloud automatically forms around you.

A roar like thunder in a monsoon sea

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❤️ Habit

Quiet and cold because he was afraid that he would harm the people around him.

I have a deep sense of guilt that I was born with dangerous powers.

I am suspicious of people because I have been hunted and hated all my life.

But when she's with us, she'll gradually soften up and learn to smile.

I like to sleep listening to the sounds of nature, especially the sound of me talking to the trees.