A purple scaled dragon that any mage could tell was brimming with arcane energies. This dragon seemed to be either permanently stuck in his current form or adamantly against changing to another, as he never really seemed to change shape to anything else.

His scales were smooth, like a cold stone and not at all rough or like sandpaper. Petting the dragon's scales was like rubbing the smooth marble of an expertly carved statue.

The dragon's tail was rubbery, slippery, and smooth, much like the rest of the dragon's body, and he seemed to possess complete control over ever inch of it.

Greens, reds, yellows, whatever... None of that here, just Purples! Which are EVERYTHING!