Amius the Dragon

Amius is a dragon, but I’m sure you’ve gleaned that much already, so I guess I’ll have to give a little more.

He’s small, not like micro, but as far as dragon standards go, he’s tiny. He’s just about the size of a horse when normal, but due to shenanigans he can easily be as small as a mouse.

The blue nerd is covered in thick blue scales from head to toe that are always warm and pleasant to the touch. Down his throat and over his underbelly are covered in a series of lighter creme colored armored plates. Amius’ face is rather angular, thinner, and closer to a female dragon’s build at all times despite being male. On his shoulders and cheeks respectively light blue runes seemed to be etched into his scales, each rune a physical carving into the scales that you can feel tactility as an indent. They also glow gently in the dark unless inactive.

Starting from the top of Amius’ head is a spiny frill that runs down his neck all the way down to the tip of their tail. These frills can easily be folded back with some directly applied pressure, much like you can smooth fur back when you go with the ‘grain’.

Below are a bunch of images, you can also find a big 16 page comic by clicking here.

Amius was raised by humans, and tends to be less dragonlike than one might expect. In fact, he had a rather sheltered upbringing and sometimes struggles with his identity, wondering if he’s acting enough like a dragon should at times, or if he’s being too human in his decisions.

When around other dragons his excitement is almost boundless, and you’ll be lucky if you escape him without having to answer at least a thousand questions.

With that said though a strong desire and urge has been instilled into the young drake to protect his friends and loved ones with a ferocity that could certainly only have come from a threatened dragon. Amius was raised to be a guardian, and even though his people and city may be gone, he still acts like one.

Amius is a dragon. He’s not your run of the mill dragon, but he’s still a dragon. He’s got the wings and the scales, he’s got a breath weapon, and a greedy tendency that he prefers to call being ambitious. The only thing he’s missing is size. You see – Amius’ growth is stunted, and he’s only just a bit bigger than your average horse, but that’s only ever been a problem a few times.

Have you every heard of the saying it takes a town to raise a kid? Well it takes a city to raise a dragon. You see, a long long time ago there was a city named Panoply. They were a larger than life port city with a secret up its sleeve. Well, it wasn’t really a secret per say, in fact it was what they were known for. In the center of the city lived a dragon that acted guardian to that larger than life city, but she’s not nearly as important to this story as what she represents. All you need to know is that there was a dragon the guarded Panoply, and that dragon died.

But she had an egg, and Panoply wasn’t ready to give up its ace. So, the city began to raise itself a new dragon. Amius was trained and tutored – the city was his home and he was well on his way to becoming that guardian they’d lost. He learned a lot about magic, the land and the sea, and what it meant to be a leader, but before he could fully assume his role as guardian, the earth shrugged, and the ocean washed away his home. The ocean rose and swallowed the city along with its dragon, and for centuries he slept.

But then he woke up. His city was ruined, and the people were long gone, but in the ruins their sleeping treasure had finally risen. He mourned, he tried to fix things, but eventually he realized he couldn’t live in the past, so he took what he could, and he left.

He didn’t know where he was going, nor did he know what the road would look like for him. He did, however, know that he’d find out somewhere along the way.

Now-a-days Amius spends his days wandering and adventuring, exploring, and trying to find himself, and although he didn’t quite realize it himself he was trying to find a way to rebuild some semblance of community that he’d lost all those years ago. He was a social dragon after all, having been raised by humans.