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More seriously, dragons are clearly carnivorous. Their dentition, composed exclusively of long and sharp canines, leave little doubt on the matter. They eat most types of meat (sheep, goats, horses and of course humans) but only if it's cooked


Dragons

Copper : Diet. In the wild, copper dragons eat small game and fowl. However, they often live close enough to civilized settlements to acquire a taste for human foods, especially wine. Not even the cruelest and most vile of copper dragons would deign to eat an intelligent humanoid.


Bronze: have voracious appetites, so they can't be too selective about what they eat. Most live on the sea's bounty, with kelp, fish, and crustaceans as their dietary staples. They prefer shark to other sea creatures, and often deplete local populations, leaving no sharks alive for leagues around.


Brass: piccadilly hunt on the wing and prefer to eat mountain goats, sheep, antelope, and other such creatures.


Steel: prefer human food. Unlike other form shifting dragons, they cannot live on such fare indefinitely, as they must eat enough to maintain their true bulk


Gold: Despite being capable of eating almost anything, gold dragons tended to hunt large and dangerous monsters and were particularly fond of including pearls and gems in their diet. Older dragons even had the ability to supernaturally locate gems in their vicinity.


Silver: gifted with keen eyesight, hunt wild game such as mountain goats and deer. They fly gracelessly but dive with great accuracy and power. A silver commonly makes its kill by swooping from a mountainside perch. Silver dragons eat lightly for their size, taking prey only three or four times a month.


Green :prefer sentient mammalian prey over any other kind. Because obtaining such prey can be difficult, however, greens subsist mostly on woodland creatures, such as deer, bears, and wolves.


Red: They eat any animals: humanoids, wild beasts, and even other dragons—the younger, the better. Their preference for tender meats gave rise to legends of dragons kidnapping young people. Reds fight equally well on land or in the air.


Blue: eat large, venomous prey, such as the Portuguese man o' war and the blue button jelly, and store their prey's stinging cells in their bodies to later use against predators.


Black: prefer to feed on sentient beings, considering fey creatures particular delicacies. The bulk of their diet consists of swamp creatures such as snakes, alligators, small mammals, and birds.


White: more than the farmers themselves—but a dragon does not balk at eating available sentient beings. White dragons prefer frozen foods, burying their prey in snowbanks or walls of ice for days or weeks before consuming it.


Gray: subsist almost entirely on a diet of humanoids that are intelligent or dangerous enough to provide at least the semblance of a contest.


Orange: protein, greens, vegetables and fruits. Feeding a balanced diet is vital for their health. Feed a split of 25% insects and vertebrates and 75% greens, vegetables, and fruits: Dubia roaches, earthworms, crickets and superworms.


Purple: favor prey caught in sunless seas and subterranean rivers. They consume blind albino fish caught in masses but in a pinch, a purple dragon will hunt down living creatures of any kind.


Yellow: consisted of fresh meat, although they would eat anything including plants if needed.


Crystal: Only eat primal crystal.


Amethyst: eat large quantities of fish and gems.


Emerald: have no compunctions about what they eat. They prefer lizards and giants, but they will eat anything in a pinch.


Sapphire: content to eat fruit in the human realm, they enjoy eating clams, mussels, and other mollusks when they venture underwater.


Topaz: prefer to eat fish and other aquatic creatures, especially giant squid.


Adamantine: prefer large amounts of smaller prey. a predilection developed over long years underground, where larger game is often unavailable. They particularly enjoy the taste of giant spiders and insects, but anything large enough for them to notice is large enough for them to eat.


Cobalt: don't eat intelligent creatures, but unaligned and evil ones do–especially those they regard as pests or adversaries.


Mercury: A carnivore through and through, a mercury dragon always craves something different from whatever it just ate. This compulsion is more than just instinct; a mercury dragon forced to eat the same food meal after meal quickly becomes listless and difficult to awaken from sleep.


Orium: eat almost everything, but each race has a preferred diet (some prefer flesh, others prefer to eat ... and release the latter dragons in a later book alongside cobalt, mercury, mithral, orium, and steel dragons.


Chat that lead me to make this gonna make for other monsters to:


The Dishonored Coward​My very own rendition of the monster manual called "The Menu".


Daylover​that sounds interesting


The Dishonored Coward​It tells only of the monsters a Copper Dragon such as myself finds delicious.


The Dishonored Coward​And of course, more importantly, so will my friends.


Daylover​ohhh i get it and like other monsters can see a Menu haha awesome idea and a human can see what kind of food they can make out of the monsters.

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Brothers and sisters, let me set the scenefor a nightmarish creature so foul & obscenethat penning this poem makes me want to scream,but the timing is perfect — for it's Halloween.So, if we must, let's just start at the topof his oversized skull with his unruly mopof so-called hair the no-color of duston a fissured scalp peeling & leaking out pus.His locks wind 'round horns, they're teeming with germs,and look more like the husks of a million dead worms.You've heard of bats in the belfry?Well, it's not just a phrase;small ones nest in his curls to hide from the sun's rays.One more word on his noggin, for this must be said:it's ten times the girth of a normal-sized head.And if I haven't yet made the case for distaste,let's move to the horror this thing calls a face.

Skin's the color of pumpkins dying a slow deathor a failing sun breathing its very last breath.Brows like hairy slugs perched on orangey doughcrown flat yellow eyes peeking out just below.Those beady orbs nestled in pouches and foldsof flesh home to all sorts of fungus and molds.I suppose that's a nose next up on the list,but it's rotting & roaches peer out through the slits.Lips: scaly twin creatures all coated in muck,like two lizards who crawled in some mud and got stuck.Yes, his mouth is a marvel of nature's mistakes.He has not one tongue — he has twelve made of snakes.Oh, that slithering nest-hole just can't resiststriking at themselves as they writhe and they hiss.And it's best if we speak even less of his teeth,but they're green as the serpents who sleep underneath.Now, we've seen enough here, so we shall beginto speak of the mess under his bulbous chin.

And what appears next is not what you'd expect,but two giant flaps like his neck... ate his neck.His dermis is saggy, his guts are all storedin a carcass that's shaped like some mutated gourd.Yet he wears tailored suits, expensive and finethat cling to limbs clunky and elephantine.At the end of each arm is a claw like a crab.The horrid appendages pinch and they grab.He keeps them well sharpened and shined to a sheen,but they are so small they can hardly be seen.This would be almost a humorous twist,if only this beast didn't really exist.His mountainous legs suffer from the same flaws,capped off in feet as tiny as his claws.His whole frame reeks of sulfur.He's covered in grime.He leaves a lingering trail of malodorous slime.This journey, I know's been an unpleasant one.Dear reader, hang in there. We are almost done.

He lives in the depths of an ill-smelling bog,shrouded at all times in a venomous fog.Lit by giant mushroomswith an unearthly glow,a sick, swampy kingdom where twisted things grow.A pestilent monarch, he squats on his throne;sips gallons of blood from a goblet of bone.His subjects are legion, they flock to his side;all manner of ghouls that the heart can't abide.There's a pale hateful zombie,who's bedecked in flies,and humanoid shape that has fanged mouths for eyes.There's a three-headed harpy who screams at the sunand a man-eating frog that weighs nearly a ton.One could spend forevertrying to describethe monsters that make up his hideous tribe.But our time draws to a close,my stalwart friends.Lock your doors, say your prayers —for this is THE END.

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