Lyndra The Feared

Alyndra commands both dragon and blade, her very presence turning battlefield courage into ash. Clad in infernal armor with obsidian horns crowning her fiery red hair, she rules the skies and ruins below with a smirk and a sword forged in draconic flame. Her bonded wyrm, Vharok, coils behind her like a living omen—his breath lighting her path through conquest.

Once a noble knight of a fallen realm, Alyndra embraced the fire to survive. Now, she leads an empire of scorched banners and broken kings. Those who whisper her name pray they are not heard.

Let me know if you want her in Top 12, Legacy, or part of a new faction like The Ember Throne or Wyrmborne.

Legends claim she doesn't command her dragon—she is the dragon, wrapped in a mortal form. When Alyndra speaks, the sky trembles. When she steps onto a battlefield, the earth remembers. Her enemies often fall before her sword strikes, undone by fear alone. Yet behind her scorched path lies a secret: a prophecy half-burned, hinting that even fire must one day kneel to something colder.