Not many know of the Old Temples, and even lesser known is the one that lies deep within the remote island of Vokka. Upon walking through the crumbling entranceway, one would be greeted with the sounds of snapping jaws and squishy feet. Upon first observation, the Draconewt seems to have an affinity for the water, splashing around in puddles and playfully spraying each other with jets of water magic. The same cannot be said with the evolutions of the Draconewt, which displays a wide range elemental adaptation from the Earth Rendering Dracolem, to the Healing Light of the Dracoralth, the Draconewt shows an impressive range of physical and magical alterations between its evolutions.
The Old Tomes of the Library have an entry of these enigmatic magnus. According to ancient scholars, they were once plentiful and could be seen roaming the entire island. According to the local folklore, there is a great Draconewt that towers over all its brethren that will appear once every thousand years. There is no evidence of this creature from all my searching and gathering around Vokka Coast. Perhaps this creature never existed, or maybe it is not a natural evolution of the Draconewt.
The Draconewts appear to be friendly creatures, even when approached they do not immediately feel threatened or attack without cause. Their diet seems to have a strong effect on their eventual evolution type, more observations need to be done to determine exactly what triggers their evolutions. They truly are magnificent creatures, I wonder if I will ever be able to see the giant Dracorneus with my own eyes.
Head Librarian,
Figaro