Gold dragons are known to be benevolent creatures; noble and good in their pursuit of justice for the smaller races.

One need not know Adiaphra personally to understand that the apple, in this instance, has fallen far from the tree indeed.

Terrible in beauty and dauntless in stride, every step she takes seems to be drawn from a more dramatic gait, somehow: an ascent to a violently vacated throne, or the proud and haughty walk to the noose.  Pleasantly tanned skin and elaborate, spun-gold hair provide the subtle hints to her heritage that her golden wings flatly state... Yet the patch over her left eye, the lovely but often scowling countenance and the raw, volatile impatience that rolls off her in empathic waves gives her a dark, and wicked majesty that her progenitors would lament indeed.