‘There is no death in light.’
Anarmann,
High Priest of Osserc
(HoC, UK Trade, p.597)
Description
He was pure Liosan in appearance, tall and pale as snow, his long wavy hair silver and streaked with gold. His eyes seemed to rage with an inner fire, its tones a match to his hair, silver licked by gold. - (HoC TB, p.606)
'Osserc’s form blurred, shifted, unfolded to find a new shape. Huge, glittering gold and silver scales rippling as wings spread wide. A surge of power, and the enormous dragon was in the air.' - (MT, UK Trade, p.197)
Like Anomander Rake, Osric was more dragon than anything else. They were kin in blood, if not in personality. - (HoC TB, p.609)
'This leaves naught but Osserc,' Mappo said. 'And should he fall, the warren of Serc shall possess no ruler.' - (BH UKTpb, p.193)
Kilmandaros : She halted, looked up to see a white-skinned figure perched atop one of the mounds. Gold hair hanging long, loose, hinting of deep shades of crimson. A white-bladed two-handed sword leaned against one side of his chest, the multifaceted crystal pommel flashing in the brightness. He took many forms, this creature. Some pleasant, others – like this one – like a spit of acid in her eyes. - (DoD UK HC p.218)