"Her?" Michael asked.
Lord Vought scoffed as he recalled the woman in his thoughts. "Charys. She's a Draconian whose appetite made her famous… and not in a good way."
Charys? Like, Charybdis?
Just from her name alone, Michael already had an image of a monstrous worm that swallowed everything in its path.
"Because of her famous appetite, she has made herself a famous figure amongst Beastfolks and everyone else alike. Despite being hungry for what seemed like forever, she is quite a picky eater. She won't eat just anything that is edible. She has a distinct taste that is hard to pin down.
There are stories of her destroying an entire continent simply just because there was nothing tasty in that country. So, she ate the land instead.
But when she does find something she likes, one can be assured that it is a food worthy for even the gods to eat. That is why many people like to follow her exploits and adventures. They want to eat what she wants to eat."
