Ha!!! Finally, a good picture of Zaggrin ( I really messed up on him in Too Late). You really wouldn't know him since I'm having trouble posting stories on here :(. He's one of my Children of the Apocolypse; a dragon hatched without wings. Sad huh? Well, weep no more! As a favor, Leoric convinces Zaggrin to let him make some mechanical wings and attatch them (with help). Now Zaggrin's getting ready to go on a test-flight, and not looking too sure of himself. The wings are also a bitter-sweet gift, as now he can fly, but is considered unclean by all associates of magic. He's an outcast from all sides.