Lurking deep in forests so dense light barely pierces the canopy is said to be a dragon who's grim tail never misses. Who's eyes stalk you through the gloom like heralds of doom. Who's venom can bring down even the proudest warlord. Gungnir, Odins Spear.

Grimnir is a large male Deathgripper who thrives within dense forests and open meadows. Due to his size and the unique growth of his claws, that have shaped into more pincer like natural weapons to trap and control prey, Grimnir is the apex predator of his habitat.

Grimnir's scales are a deep emerald green and are decorated with a black striped pattern like that of a tiger. His bright yellow eyes strike into the heart of those catch a glimpse, before the strike of his tail. Four mighty tusks protrude from his maw, two larger tusks curving upwards as two smaller tusks jut out like daggers to piece and sting prey with his venom. A deep purple substance that swiftly acts to paralyse his prey, though the venom of Grungnir is a peculiar strain as it has a rather pleasant scent. Grungnir will often marks trees and boulders with this venom as a way of declaring his territory, and as traps of any animal, viking or dragon that curiously tastes the pleasant smelling liquid. Along with paralysis this venom grants is victim visions of bliss and joy. Whatever that may be for the unfortunate soul.