A proud, albeit, lazy creature, Sylnothorn resides in the far northern end of the Bullicantes, spending most of her days hibernating inside of a tomb crafted from her own icy breath. When awake, she often sits in complete silence, staring quietly out past the frigid waters of the Northern Sea. Those who have spoken with the Great Wyrm find a creature lost in deep, self-reflection, who often poses questions to the more mortal races about how they choose to live.
