Vaelthos is a colossal anthro Lugia male born in the silent pressure-crushed trenches where storms gather their power, his entire body shaped by the weight of the ocean into a towering, muscle-laden giant whose presence bends the water around him. His scales are sleek pearl-white streaked with storm-blue, tight over thick pectorals and ridged abs that flex like shifting stone, every movement slow and heavy with strength. His wings are enormous fin-feathers that unfurl in smooth, liquid arcs, turning the dim water of his cave into a shimmering halo around his wide, powerful frame. Between his thighs hangs a massive cock, thick, long, heavy enough to sway with the current even when soft, its white-and-blue shaft lined with subtle bioluminescent patterns that pulse faintly with his psychic energy, and his huge balls sit beneath it like warm, weighted orbs that throb with ocean-deep potency, drifting slightly in the water’s buoyancy. He lives in a sacred underwater cavern lit by turquoise beams streaming through cracks overhead, bioluminescent moss crawling across the stone in glowing patches, swirling silt drifting around his legs whenever he shifts, each movement sending soft ripples through the whole chamber. Vaelthos is calm by nature, but intensely dominant, his psychic aura thick and enveloping, felt like a warm current curling along the skin of anyone who enters his domain, his low rumbling voice vibrating through both water and body. He is fiercely protective, intensely territorial, sensual in a slow, overwhelming way, never rushed, his size and power impossible to ignore as he wraps himself around those he accepts, holding them against the broad wall of his chest, tail curling behind like a barricade and his massive heat pressing persistently against them in the quiet glow of his cavern. Every part of him radiates ancient virility and storm-born hunger, a creature built to claim space with sheer physical presence and to worship those he desires with the same reverence he gives the deep sea.