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Brazatul – Ancient Bronze Dragon

Brazatul – Ancient Bronze Dragon

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Link to the information about campaign addon: https://www.dmstash.com/product/the-falling-moon-pt-iii/
You will receive a PDF of the campaign when buying the addon. The PDF includes maps, NPCs and other useful information for running the campaign. The addon is optional and you can choose to buy only the miniature if you want.

A 3D printed miniature from DM Stash. It is printed from high quality resin on a high resolution 3D printer with 19x24µm accuracy and will be primed before shipping so that it is ready to paint.

Parts will not be glued on to help painting the miniature easier and to secure transport, normal superglue works fine.

Standard 32mm scale for roleplaying miniatures!
These ones are Gargantuan-sized according to Dungeons & Dragons and Pathfinder scale, it fits on a 100mm diameter base.

If you want another scale or have any custom requests, just send us a message and we will find a solution for you.

FREE US shipping when ordering for $35 USD or more!
FREE worldwide shipping when ordering for 35EUR or more!

All models are made by DM Stash (https://www.dmstash.com/) and we have a license to sell the 3D printed objects.

All prints are made to order, cleaned and cured by hand and then primed. We do our best to remove support structures from the objects, some bumps may remain and may need to be filed or sanded.

Note that the miniatures are small and thin in some places and may be brittle.

We try our best to secure the miniatures in the packages but mailing services around the world may handle the packages with little care, if anything breaks from transport issues please contact us and we will replace them.

An ancient Dragon that helped the children of the Tharameni in the Age of Creation and the Sibling War. Since then Brazatul has remained in relative peace within the mountains of northern Tharador, having seen both the Oldavori Empire rise and fall beneath his domain. Now the humans are his neighbours, and they bring tribute to him respectfully, though his existence is a secret to most.

In the Age of Creation the Dragons split themselves among those which aided the forces of Mindoriel in promise of eternal life, and those that aided the Tharameni, their creators. Brazatul and much of his kin fought against Mindoriel. After the war ended Brazatul and his few surviving kin fled into the hearts of mountains across Tharador, finding his home in the north near the borders of the Oldavori Clan of Colossals that would one day rise to become the Oldavori Empire.

Thus in the mountain he dwelt and rested, for the wounds he sustained in the great war were grievous Around him he spawned many children akin to his likeness: gifts given by Cedhelieth to the Dragons for their service. These were the kobolds and dragonkin, and for Brazatul they nursed him to health over centuries and obtained for him hordes of wealth beyond measure, raiding and pillaging the Colossals nearby, acting as a stout opponent even for them. When the Colossals eventually found the Dragon in his den, he offered them a choice. Continue to pay tribute to him regularly, so that none of their merchants or cities would be attacked again – or try to fight him and his followers, die and then know that their vain deaths will see their cities burn.

Against their will and fighting spirit, the Oldavori Empire conceded to Brazatul, and the nobles in the region near him often paid tribute in the form of treasure and bronze coins. His horde grew tall, though the Oldavori eventually were driven away from the lands beard Brazatul, and in their place settled humans in the kingdom they would eventually call Greypeak. Brazatul, wishing to reinstate a similar agreement to before sent an envoy to their king, and reluctantly Greypeak took the same offer the Oldavori did, though it took more convincing and several charred villages for them to finally agree.

Now the Pact of the Dragon between Greypeak’s line of kings and Brazatul is kept secret: a tedious peace between the two. Though the Kings of old were able to broker a deal with the Dragon that should the horrors of Oldavor ever cross their borders, the Brazatul would gladly bathe them in molten fire and send them to darkness from which they crept. Things were good for centuries like this, but now with the Full Moon stuck in the sky, Brazatul has changed his behaviour erratically. Envoys sent to him have not returned, and there are mutterings and rumours of dragons flying all over Greypeak. The nerves of the Royal Court are shaken, and they fear the worst for what might happen if the dragons decide to make themselves known.
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