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There is a wide variety of stories about dragons. Some tell of majestic and benevolant beings who are willingly given tribute. Others tell of horrible, mindless creatures who think of nothing but destruction. Dragons in myth range in size from smaller than a blade of grass, to larger than Aerv itself.
Dragons were different. Their power had no limits in the sense of the magi, but what they did wasn't actually magic as magi understood it. They were a part of the world, and thus able to manipulate the world around them, in ways unique to each dragon. This description was a lot like what Halarenplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigPreceptor Halaren
Halaren stands wide and heavy, large feet and hands offsetting a comparably small head. He looks in his late twenties. His skin is pale and a little blubberous, tugging his facial features downwards to give him a slightly sad and dim-witted appearance. His face is well shaved, and hair medium in length, though so thin and wispy his head is clearly visible underneath. Further adding to his girth are the heavy robes he wears, well worn and covered in smudges. A long, deliberate … had heard of the fey – tightly linked to the natural world, in a mutual dependence.216plugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAppeared or occurred in:
: The Mad Mage's Curse
Outside, Fovery quickly caught up to Halaren. The priest recognized the mage's stance. It was obvious that high mage hadn't always been his profession. “What troubles you?” he asked.
Halaren sobbed as he leaned against what he thought was a tree, drawing in heavy breath. Nuts rolled from the bowl as his grip weakened.
In many cultures, the moon Zabrigarplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigThe Five Moons
Five moons rise and set in the sky of Aerv, never crossing paths. At the end of the world, they will all wane together, and diminish to nothing for the Zioth.
Quite a lot of mythology centers around the moons. Zahirans' theology revolves around the Moon Children. The Moon Wanderers in the Shirahjat Cohilition migrate with the rising and setting of the moons in ways that only they fully understand. is linked to dragons. They are said to keep time by it. These stories may have stemmed from the dark region that spans the moon when it's full, which resembles the silhouette of a dragon. In some villages, there is a tradition to remain indoors during a particular dragon's birth week, which occurs approximately every eleven years.
An ancient king from the 200s, who lived in the region that is now the Three Kingdoms is known Guillame the Dragon Slayer.
Hal opened the chest, revealing his collection of ancient manuscripts. Only a few were books. Most were corroded scroll tubes, strips of decaying parchment, even a single stone tablet. “A lot of these sound like they're written by madmen. The farther back they go, the crazier they get. This one here,” he gently touched a scroll tube but didn't take it out, “this one is all about dragons, or some sort of large lizard or bird – it's hard to come up with an exact translation. It talks about a number of dragons taking revenge for something having to do with the Zioth. If we're to believe the author, most of them were slain by him or friends of his. Bragging about dragon-slaying was big in those days.”85plugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAppeared or occurred in:
: The Zioth Expert
Every morning, Redbelve passed the time with Sahl while he was training his horse. After a few hours of training on the twenty-fifth, he mentioned that Sahl could meet the Zioth-expert that evening. Evening came, and Redbelve took Sahlman and Johannes to see his friend. The scholar lived alone in one of the poorer neighborhoods, the entranceway to his small home serving as a workplace for himself and two other scriveners. Various religious texts, not all of them
“The dragons could have been anywhere. If we're to believe all the legends, they were spread throughout the world. I've heard that merchants from Ostmark still leave offerings by mountain sides before they begin a long journey.”85plugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAppeared or occurred in:
: The Zioth Expert
Every morning, Redbelve passed the time with Sahl while he was training his horse. After a few hours of training on the twenty-fifth, he mentioned that Sahl could meet the Zioth-expert that evening. Evening came, and Redbelve took Sahlman and Johannes to see his friend. The scholar lived alone in one of the poorer neighborhoods, the entranceway to his small home serving as a workplace for himself and two other scriveners. Various religious texts, not all of them
Reinath tried to tame a dragon, and was cursed.
High Mage Fovery: “Dragons are not magi, but they are able to influence the natural world in unique ways. We call these Dragonspells… The dragon left him there until Belazan found him and brought him back to Brundashplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigBrundash
By Arnell and the DM. Last updated 2014-09-17
Before the Battle of the Magics, Brundash was the mysterious home of a world-wide organization of magi. Even then, few could claim to have seen it, and no one would say where or even what it was. Brundash was a term used both for the place, and the organization.. But soon he developed pocks on his skin, which didn't go away. He had fever dreams where he overcame horrible monsters using magic. But while the monsters were just figments, the magic was real. We had to bring him here to keep everyone else safe.”216plugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAppeared or occurred in:
: The Mad Mage's Curse
Outside, Fovery quickly caught up to Halaren. The priest recognized the mage's stance. It was obvious that high mage hadn't always been his profession. “What troubles you?” he asked.
Halaren sobbed as he leaned against what he thought was a tree, drawing in heavy breath. Nuts rolled from the bowl as his grip weakened.
Reinath: “You ask the madman for his story, you'll get a mad story. I was going after the dragon we call Fderfollareie – its true name takes more than a minute to pronounce. It was a wild creature, twenty feet long from horns to tail, with a wingspan half again as long as its body, wings thin enough to be almost transparent, and lightly feathered at the edges. Its body displayed all the colors of the rainbow, but as a darkened, shimmering sheen, and the air around it was like fading smoke, giving it the appearance of something that wasn't quite there.” Rainath was looking past Halarenplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigPreceptor Halaren
Halaren stands wide and heavy, large feet and hands offsetting a comparably small head. He looks in his late twenties. His skin is pale and a little blubberous, tugging his facial features downwards to give him a slightly sad and dim-witted appearance. His face is well shaved, and hair medium in length, though so thin and wispy his head is clearly visible underneath. Further adding to his girth are the heavy robes he wears, well worn and covered in smudges. A long, deliberate …, into the imagined distance, as if the creature was in the room with them. Halarenplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigPreceptor Halaren
Halaren stands wide and heavy, large feet and hands offsetting a comparably small head. He looks in his late twenties. His skin is pale and a little blubberous, tugging his facial features downwards to give him a slightly sad and dim-witted appearance. His face is well shaved, and hair medium in length, though so thin and wispy his head is clearly visible underneath. Further adding to his girth are the heavy robes he wears, well worn and covered in smudges. A long, deliberate … couldn't help but glance over his shoulder. “I wanted to tame it, and ride it. It's been done before, people say – I still don't really know if it's possible – but I tried anyway. With a dragon, you have to start with a contest of wills. You don't even need magic, but it helps. You just stare into its lidless, fiery eyes and assert control.
“That's about as far as I got. It didn't even try to dominate me in return; I wasn't worth the bother. I knew it was mad, so I ran, and then I stopped running, and just stood there. If it had won the contest, it could have made me want to stand and do nothing, but I think the dragon wanted me to really know how badly I'd lost, so I had full control of my thoughts, and still couldn't do a thing. Then Belezan found me, and the pocks and dreams came, and that's been the past few years for me.”216plugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAppeared or occurred in:
: The Mad Mage's Curse
Outside, Fovery quickly caught up to Halaren. The priest recognized the mage's stance. It was obvious that high mage hadn't always been his profession. “What troubles you?” he asked.
Halaren sobbed as he leaned against what he thought was a tree, drawing in heavy breath. Nuts rolled from the bowl as his grip weakened.