Slowly, the dragon began raising his head from the pool of magma that surrounded him. "Just you lot?" He opened his massive mouth and spoke while he looked at them.
"This thing, is a Dragon?" Okorak looked up in awe as the dragon continued to reach upward until his first foot came out of the ground and pressed on the land sending a loud tremor.
Before them was a wingless dragon of the land, with dark green skin and eyes of Vermilion, the colour of the sunset.
His entire head seemed like it was a thorny exoskeleton, supporting two large sockets for his eyes and ending with protrusions at the tip where he seemed to be breathing through. He had no lips, rather it seemed like his teeth and outer lower and upper jaw were one in the same, and his head face and neck were covered in hand-sized
