I originally come from a world known as Nhan'tica. I know that I am older than 2,341 years, but I have no memories of my life before awakening in a large chamber with my three brothers. Snarlgard, the Red, Grawlfang, the White, and Gorgoyle the Green. A human mage claimed to have removed enchantments placed upon us. This human informed us, that we had been ensorcelled and made to serve as guardian "beasts" for a long, long time. We further learned that our captors suppressed our intelligence with powerful enchantments, for those who had imprisoned us only needed ferocious beasts for guarding their precious treasures. This human, whom to this day we know not his name, freed us from our captivity and restored our minds. We destroyed a portion of that chamber as we freed ourselves. We told the human that he was welcome to all the treasure within, as a reward for freeing us. We helped him remove every last piece of treasure and magic that was in that chamber. The only thing each of my brothers and I kept from the chamber for ourselves were magical orbs that seemed to sing to each of us.
We can remember nothing before the awakening, and that first moment of self-awareness was two thousand three hundred and forty
one years ago. We four dragons have no idea of our true age, and so we count the moment we became aware of ourselves and the world around us as our Birthday.
We decided that there was too much to see and to learn, we had to go out into the world and beyond to see and experience all we could. Without looking back, we leapt upward, our great wings carrying us higher and higher into the afternoon sky. Reaching a height of about nine hundred feet, we each flew off in a different direction, none looking back as they left.
I traveled widely and spent much time observing humans and all the other races of the world. I spent a number of years with several different humans and elves learning all I could in the ways of magic. During this time, I had also discovered that over the many years in which we were confined within the chamber, much radiant magical energy emanating from the magical orbs, stored within the chamber with us, had been absorbed by our bodies, and that our own draconic talents and abilities to work magic had been greatly enhanced. The more I learned of magic and it's workings the more easily I understood other concepts and areas of magic. The powers and abilities of my
Lesser Orb of Summer, as I came to know it, became child's play to understand and utilize. I had become the master of the Orb, and I thoroughly understood, and was completely comfortable with, its powers and how to wield them.
One hundred and fifty years had passed since my brothers and I had gained our freedom and had gone our separate ways. One afternoon, while I was sunning myself on my favorite mountain ledge, my brother Gorgoyle, landed nearby and spoke at great length with me. He told me of his adventures and of the time he had spent in a great land called Dragongorge. I knew of the place, it was the largest known weyr of dragons on the world. I had stayed clear of Dragongorge because I had had no interest at that time to socialize with other dragons when there had been so much in the outside world to see and learn. Even now I had maintained a fairly isolated life. Gorgoyle told me how he and both of my other brothers had spent much time at Dragongorge learning of the world and life from other dragon's perspectives. They had also learned of several magical portals in the gorge to other worlds, and that the three dragons had been to a couple of different worlds to explore. This news interested me greatly, much more than I would have thought it would have.
The more I considered the possibilities these portals could provide, the more interested I became in visiting the gorge. Deciding quickly, I agreed to journey with Gorgoyle to Dragongorge and join a meeting with my brothers. I was amazed at the great number of different species of dragons all living in Dragongorge, and regretted not having explored this region sooner. Many of the species of dragons that were living here had migrated here from other worlds and now called this land home. For the next two hundred years the four of us brothers dwelled among the dragon population of Dragongorge. I learned of the history of the dragon race here on Nhan'tica and that of many other worlds, and of many of the stories and legends of my people. I also learned the philosophy and principals of dragon magic, and have grown very confident and powerful in draconic magic. Eventually the day came that we decided it was time to choose one of the portals that had been opened in Dragongorge and go forth to other worlds to explore and learn all that we could from other cultures.
We chose a portal and left Nhan'tica, never to return. When we went through the portal we found ourselves on a world, whose name translates to "Tranquil Home." There is a large dragon population on that world, and the environment is very similar to that of Nhan'tica. While living with the dragons of "Tranquil Home," we mastered the principals of "gate" and "portal" magic. We learned how to create them and to open them wherever and whenever we wanted them. During this time, I met a very wise dragon simply called "Father Dragon." When my three brothers decided to go off and explore other worlds, I chose to stay behind. I ended up staying for the next four hundred and six years. I studied with Father Dragon many different types of magic and mental disciplines. During that time, one of the skills I mastered, was the ability to shape-shift. Quite often, I, along with other dragons would assume the form of animals, elves, humans, plants and trees, and even inanimate objects. We would spend much time in those forms to become more familiar with different species and to gain a better understanding of different races and cultures. I would spend years living as this elf, or that human, living among them in their cities or villages as one of them. These exercises also helped develop our concentration and our perception of the world around us.
After leaving "Tranquil Home," I visited many worlds, and experienced many cultures and beings. I would come across one of my brothers here or there, now and then. But we never stayed together for long, I guess we were just too busy trying to make up for all those years of captivity, that we were trying to see everything at once.
One of the worlds that I came across is known as Karpri. It is a beautiful water world. There are no landmasses at all except for some polar ice. I spent some twenty years in the form of a humpback whale and traveled the oceans with several different pods. It was a wonderful, idyllic time. Then I became curious about a large colony of merfolk I encountered and decided to "shift" my form to that of a merman. I ended up spending thirty years with the merfolk and also visited with the various sea-elven cultures I encountered here. Finally the restlessness so see more of life came over me once again, and so I left Karpri, but still return there when the opportunity presents itself.
Then one day I came upon a world that went by the name of Abeir-toril. On this world, on a continent known as Faerun, in a country in the south, called Luiren, I first encountered the kindly race known as hobbits or halflings as humans prefer to call them. I found myself amazed and amused by these small statured beings. So "shifting" into hobbit form, I spent many years living among these kindly and intelligent folk. I would travel among the different hobbit communities in hobbit form, and always would use my magic or that of my "Orb of power" to make their way of life better. Larger crop yields, the weather always seemed more co-operative. The winters were milder, and the summers long and beautiful. Storms always seemed to ease in intensity. What ever I could do to help. Here was a race of beings that I took to my heart as my favorite among all I had met or would meet, with the possible exception of the kender race. *fond smile*
Bordering Luiren is a beautiful, old forest known as the Lluirwood forest. It is three hundred miles long, east to west, and ninety miles wide, north to south. Just north of the forest is a vast mountain range. I found a beautiful, isolated valley, with a waterfall cascading into a river, the Lluirflow river. It is here in this valley that I decided to make my lair. It took quite some time for me to finish my home. I did not want just some damp cave to dwell in. Using magic that I had found in my earlier travels, I excavated and enlarged the place I had chosen for my lair. I then brought the finest polished white and red granite I could find for the floors, ceilings, and walls. Then I gathered the most beautiful tapestries and hand crafted furniture. Lastly, I added priceless artwork and sculptures, crystals, and countless volumes of books to finish my home. I have fashioned many rooms and guestrooms. Some of the guestrooms I designed for draconic visitors, using the finest of sleeping cushions. Other guestrooms I furnished for smaller humanoid visitors. I also created a series of rooms that contain hot tubs, in many sizes to accommodate different sized visitors. This is an idea that I have gotten from a fellow dragon, by the name of WalksFar. I then wove much magic into the very fabric of my lair, through the use of many spells and the power of my Orb. I created a number of permanent world gates and portals that I use for my traveling convenience. This makes it easier for me to come and go from my home unseen.
The Lluirwood, I love this beautiful old forest and it is very near to my beloved hobbits. Over the many years since I built my lair here in this land I have become the "Lord of the Lluirwood Forest, " and guard and protect this forest very aggressively. There are several small tribes of green elves that live in the forest and also several human and elven rangers and druids. They act as some of my eyes and ears in the forest. There had been a large goblin population in my forest, who would prey upon the hobbits and despoil my forest. Over the years I have caused the goblin population to dwindle down to almost nothing. I have warned them that if they wish to survive, then they must live in peace with the hobbits and the other forest denizens and care for the forest, or, if they will not, then find somewhere else to live. If they choose to ignore my warnings, then they will become fair game and I will deal with them as I would with any other vermin.
Two hundred and ninety years after my arrival on Toril, I discovered that my brother Snarlgard was also on this world. Snarlgard had discovered the race of humanoids known as dwarves. My red brother found that he enjoyed their company and spent much time in the form of a red bearded dwarf, living among them in their underground cities and traveling with them as they traded with other races. For the next three hundred years, Snarlgard, in the form of a dwarf, and I, in the form of a hobbit were seen traveling together in many different countries, cities and villages all across Toril. No matter where we would travel though, I would always return to my forest domain and keep an eye on the forest and my hobbits.
I love to travel, and have been to many different worlds, dimensions, and planes of existence using portal or gate spells. I have only been on this world, Earth, for the last forty-five years. I arrived here on April 18, 1954, and was curious about a world where humans are the only sentient inhabitants. At least that is what the humans believe. *smile* I have spent the last forty-five years in a state of total amazement, at the actions, antics, and atrocities of the humans on this world. They still to this day can surprise me with what they do to each other, to the other living creatures sharing this world with them, and what they do to this poor world. The humans of this world tell themselves that their God gave them this world, and all that dwell upon it, as some plaything to do with as they wish. Maybe in the centuries to come they will out grow such childishness, and realize that they have a responsibilty to both their world and those that they share it with. One can only hope. I like to shape-shift into human form and mingle among them, observing them in their day to day lives. Sometimes I just shift into the form of a dog or a cat, or perhaps a bird, plenty of robins and pigeons to blend in with, and just observe them from afar.
I have a great love of magic and have studied magic for many centuries. I have specialized in aquamancy (water magic,) but I do not limit myself to only water spells. I have many spell books and numerous spells of every variety and type. I have a very large collection of magic, consisting of both magical spells and magical artifacts. I have a large chamber in my lair back on Toril that is filled with shelves, cases, and racks filled with many of my magical items. My two oldest daughters have already shown a great aptitude in magic, and I can't help but wonder if one day their abilities with magic won't surpass my own.
I also love swimming, and sometimes spend months at a time below the surface of the different oceans and seas of Earth or on the planet of Karpri. I enjoy reading books immensely and have needed to expand my library several times. I also love poetry and music. My favorite instruments being the hammered dulcimer and the flutes, recorders and pan pipes.
When I have the time or simply need to relax and get away from the hectic pace of life among the humans, you can usually find me lying in the sun on my favorite ledge over looking my valley. I love listening to the waterfall as it cascades into the river down below. Here I read my books or contemplate life while relaxing in the sun and enjoying the peaceful serenity of the valley or quietly conversing with visiting hobbits or elves.
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