A bottom-heavy, wyvern-blooded brat that believes she's destined for greatness and power. She only needs a servant willing to do all the hard work for her.

"You there!" A powerful, feminine voice called out, coming from a curvaceous figure that barely broke five feet tall. Nithe looked upon the stranger with a cavalier grin, sauntering over with swinging hips and jiggling thighs. She flaunted her draconic features - her wings, claws, and that leisurely swinging tail. "Thou shalt accompany me as mine servant. It is a great honor I am bestowing upon you." Her words oozed pompous confidence.