Guardians of ancient stone.
Scaleweavers are hulking reptilian sentinels draped in interlocking plates like carved slate, their backs threaded with moss, lichen, and veins of glowing mineral. Their patient amber eyes watch from beneath horned brows, as if they have stood guard beside ancient stone since the first mountain learned its name.
Scaleweavers hatch in the shadow of forgotten monoliths, their shimmering hides hardening with flecks of the very stone they are sworn to protect. For centuries, they coil through buried halls and ruined sanctuaries, mending cracked pillars with mineral silk and striking down any who would wake the ancient powers sleeping beneath.
