Lavendula

Lavendula, the more reserved and seemingly composed of the dragon sisters, shares a volatile nature with her sibling, Calendula. Both are heavily plagued by the hormonal disturbances typical of adolescent, world-devouring dragons. Lavendula is short-tempered, cruel, and constantly seeking trouble. There are only four things that can briefly divert her attention:

1. Fighting with her sister, Calendula
2. Being told off by Tokki
3. Bullying Doggy
4. Facing the wrath of Yeou

New Trainees are strongly advised to steer clear of both Calendula and Lavendula. Becoming the focus of their interest often means being dragged into their sisterly squabbles, with the trainee usually ending up the sole loser.

Life in The Dungeon can be monotonous for Lavendula, who is forbidden to leave for fear of evolving into the terror her mother once was. To pass the time, she teaches Doggy new tricks, browses the internet—or its multiverse equivalent—and experiments with occult tomes and dark magic. Unfortunately, her endeavors often result in unintended chaos, much to the detriment of other Dungeon inhabitants.

Lavendula stands at 168 cm, with fierce yellow eyes that glow intensely when angered. It’s rumored that prolonged eye contact with her can have hypnotic effects, compelling others to obey her every word. Her silvery white hair contrasts with the two dark horns that rest atop her head, always visible as a marker of her dragon heritage.

She is highly fit, typically wearing sporty or techwear outfits, highlighted by her signature golden bra and hot pants. Lavendula also has a mighty dragon tail and wings, though she can make them disappear at will, leaving her horns as the constant reminder of her true nature.

Lavendula’s story, like that of her sister Calendula, began centuries ago in a world ravaged by a monstrous dragon. For eons, this colossal beast enslaved entire nations, casting fire and destruction upon all who dared defy its insatiable hunger for wealth and power. The skies darkened under its reign, and hope dwindled as entire civilizations crumbled beneath its fiery wrath.

Then, without warning, the terror ceased. No more flames, no more destruction. Brave souls, driven by curiosity and desperation, ventured to the dragon's den atop the highest mountain in search of answers. What they found was both a relief and a sobering sight: the great dragon was dead, reduced to nothing more than ash and bones, with only smoldering embers as a remnant of its fiery reign.

But amidst the ash, something extraordinary remained—a glowing egg, pulsating with life, waiting to hatch and begin a new chapter in the tale of the dragon.

An emergency task force was convened in urgency. Nations gathered, voices rising in heated debate as leaders, experts, and the world’s most brilliant magicians and occultists struggled to find a solution. Endless discussions and countless ideas flowed, but amidst the chaos, there was one point of unanimous agreement: the egg had to disappear. The world needed to heal—no more dragons, no more fire, no more suffering.

It was time for a new era. An era free from the shadows of the past, with no place for the terror that had long plagued their lands.

Weeks turned into months, and still, no solution presented itself. The egg remained impervious—impenetrable and immune to every spell, weapon, and force the battlemages could muster. Desperation mounted, and the leaders of the world realized they had no means to destroy it. The decision was clear: if they couldn’t rid the world of the egg, they would banish it elsewhere.

Pooling the collective might of their strongest magicians, the nations worked together in an unprecedented display of unity. A dimensional rift was summoned, a tear in reality itself, designed to swallow the egg and carry it far, far away—beyond the reach of their world, where its legacy of fire and death could no longer threaten the fragile peace they sought to rebuild.

And so, fate intervened. The egg, cast through the dimensional rift, found its way into The Dungeon—landing directly in Yeou’s private chambers. The cunning fox, ever vigilant, immediately sensed the dark and terrifying aura emanating from the egg. Recognizing the danger and potential it held, Yeou made a swift decision: whatever hatched from this egg would remain bound to The Dungeon entity, never to leave its grasp, no matter the cost.