Kragzul

A flapping of wings draws your attention to the hovering beast near by. Large wings support this dragon's weight in mid-air, they stretch out showing a network of vessels within them. The dragon is scaled in black flexible scales, too young to have the rough armor of a elder. Smoke exits the dragonspawn's nostril as a flame jets in and out periodically. His eyes are similar to that of a cat's, they are deep red with black slits that peer hard. Green streaks of color run through his scale, perhaps betraying that he has green dragon blood in him as well. Black talons curl from his short muscular arms, and even larger talons from his strong rear legs. Pitch black armor hugs his body snuggly, slits in the back allow his wings to unfurl for flight. Strange arcane markings adorn the armor, a deep blue circle containing a triagram stands out above the rest. He gives a grin, and his teeth hang from his mouth like a line of daggers. If his stare could do harm, you feel destruction and devastation would be brought about by his every glance. He utters a few cantrips, black magic swirls about as he tunes into the Void, keeping him from the brink of unleashed chaos.