Nations At War
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Kazilik, level 4
Build: Dragon Sorcerer
Spell Source: Dragon Magic
Dragon Soul: Dragon Soul Fire
Dragon Breath Key Ability: Dragon Breath Strength
Dragon Breath Damage Type: Dragon Breath Fire
Background: Auspicious Birth, Crusading Zealot (Auspicious Birth Benefit)
FINAL ABILITY SCORES
Str 20, Con 10, Dex 12, Int 10, Wis 8, Cha 20.
STARTING ABILITY SCORES
Str 17, Con 10, Dex 12, Int 10, Wis 8, Cha 17.
AC: 21 Fort: 18 Reflex: 15 Will: 20
HP: 47 Surges: 6 Surge Value: 11
Arcana +7, Intimidate +14, Bluff +12, Athletics +12
Acrobatics +3, Diplomacy +7, Dungeoneering +1, Endurance +2, Heal +1, History +4, Insight +1, Nature +1, Perception +1, Religion +2, Stealth +3, Streetwise +7, Thievery +3
Level 1: Unarmored Agility
Level 2: Draconic Spellcaster
Level 4: Superior Implement Training (Incendiary dagger)
Sorcerer at-will 1: Blazing Starfall
Sorcerer at-will 1: Burning Spray
Sorcerer encounter 1: Explosive Pyre
Sorcerer daily 1: Grounding Rebuke
Sorcerer utility 2: Dragonflame Mantle
Sorcerer encounter 3: Flame Spiral
Incendiary Dagger (main hand), Adventurer’s Kit, Climber’s Kit, Grappling Hook, Rhythm Blade Incendiary dagger +1 (off hand), Siberys Shard of the Mage (heroic tier), Lucky Charm +1, Bloodthread Cloth Armor (Basic Clothing) +1
The Royal Lineage of Dragons
An excerpt from “Kings of the Sky: Dragons of the World”
A series of scrolls by Sage and Wyrmologist, Franz Rosefell
…but the title of most awe inspiring and deadliest must go to the descendants of the gods themselves. Of course I speak of the Celestials and the Imperials. Unfortunately due to their demigod status and ability to lead dragon armies into battle, there has been little documentation on these two fascinating breeds. Indeed, any scholar foolhardy enough to study them on the field of battle has not survived long enough to chronicle his findings!
I will recount what little I do know. As I stated, the two breeds are the direct children of their respective gods: Celestials (opaque pearl in color) of Bahamut; and Imperials (chromatic deep crimson in color) of Tiamat. Bred for their superior intelligence in the art of war, these heavy weights (average in length and weight for most heavy weight breeds) often hold the highest military rank in their respective armies. Oddly enough, unlike most warring races, they lead their troops from the front lines, unafraid of melee combat and the messiness it often brings.
Each breed brings its own weapon to battle. The Celestials are blessed with what is known as “the Divine Wind”, which unlike most dragon breaths does not emit a physical spray, burst, or substance of any kind. The sheer power of the thunderous sound has been known to reduce a battle ship to tinder, and crush a full battalion of human soldier’s heads like a pile of grapes. A sight to behold indeed!
The Imperials possess a breath equal in power, if not more horrifying. Known simply as “Dark Flame”, this fire-like burst has no known means of dousing, it runs its course and will only extinguish when lady Tiamat wills it. The ranks of many armies have folded like a deck of cards when they witness their comrades burning alive with no hope of relief! It is said the flame takes its time in claiming its victims, causing pain otherwi….
(the scroll appears to be torn here, no other accounts are legible)
The Forgotten Son
An account of Kazilik, banished son of Tiamat
“You imbecile! You disgrace my love!” she hissed as her furious stare pierced through him like a thousand knives. “Your inability to lead even the most obedient and hardened of soldiers to victory is inexcusable!”
Kaz gnashed his rows of fangs together, knowing this tongue lashing all too well. His mother knew he cared not for his rank as high general in her dark army, yet tested him time and again in crucial battles. He spits back, “Our soldiers are weak! It is a waste of my time to run them this way and that, ensuring they stay in formation. I could demolish the enemy twice as fast without them weighing me down!”
But he knew his shortcomings, though he would never admit it. He lacked the intelligence of his Imperial brethren, cared not for long hours of study on the art of war and other boring scrolls and tomes. But he did have a thirst for battle, nigh unquenchable. In the heat of battle his mind shuts down, all energy focused on his enemy, and his fury second to none.
“A single dragon, no matter how great his might, will never win this war, or any other.” She has given him this speech countless times, yet he shrugs it off. “If my Imperials cannot lead my great armies to glory, they are useless to me. Since your hatching you have been given everything in my power to ensure your seat beside me. I see now, there are some things even gods cannot control. It will take centuries to hatch and raise another Imperial to take your place, but alas the decision must be made. I renounce you as my spawn, may you live your short days in remorse and suffering.”
With a flick of her talon, Kaz’s world fell to darkness…
He awoke what seemed like centuries later, on the cratered shores of some rocky beach. His scales retained their shiny deep-crimson sheen, yet he has changed. Looking at his reflection in the water, he sees what she has done.
“Ugh… She’s turned me into a dragon man, how lovely.” Once again he grits his teeth and turns his gaze inland. His small reptilian brain swirls in confusion as he tries to find direction. Without a second thought, he follows the flight of a small bird inland towards civilization. Where man lives, war follows. And if there is but one task of him on this new world, it will be to find an enemy and set him ablaze…
Kaz’s Names for other Races
- Scaleless Ones – Any humainoid race (usually reserved for humans, elves, halflings, etc)
- Stumpies – Dwarves
- Feeblemen – Humans
- Puny Folk – Halflings, Gnomes, Goblins, Kobolds
- Scrawnymen – Elves
- Wyrmspawn – Dragonborn