An untameable man-eater, Eschaton embodies man's inherent fear of the night. He finds the sight of tamed dragons disgusting, and doesn't hesitate in labelling them also as targets. With star-speckled wings and a coat as black as midnight, there is no trouble for him in stalking about after the sun has set. Rumors have it that he was once a tolerable human companion, as he seems to react to having a certain name called...