{"product_id":"sovram-the-betrayed-elder-black-dragon","title":"Sovram the Betrayed – Elder Black Dragon","description":"Link to the information about campaign addon: \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.dmstash.com\/product\/one-evil-for-another\/\"\u003ehttps:\/\/www.dmstash.com\/product\/one-evil-for-another\/\u003c\/a\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYou 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.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA 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. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eParts will not be glued on to help painting the miniature easier and to secure transport, normal superglue works fine.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStandard 32mm scale for roleplaying miniatures!\u003cbr\u003eThese ones are Gargantuan-sized according to Dungeons \u0026amp; Dragons and Pathfinder scale, it fits on a 100mm diameter base. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIf you want another scale or have any custom requests, just send us a message and we will find a solution for you.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFREE US shipping when ordering for $35 USD or more!\u003cbr\u003eFREE worldwide shipping when ordering for 35EUR or more!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAll models are made by DM Stash (\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.dmstash.com\/\"\u003ehttps:\/\/www.dmstash.com\/\u003c\/a\u003e) and we have a license to sell the 3D printed objects.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAll 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.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNote that the miniatures are small and thin in some places and may be brittle.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWe 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.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOnce the ruler of Dragonmaw Keep, cast down by his lesser in a bid of betrayal. His wings clipped, and his pride shattered, Sovram has spent decades writhing in the swamps far below his cloudtop fortress of old. For all that time, his hatred has stewed, coalescing with the putrid place he now called home. Yet this had become the home of his descendents, the Darkscales who so eagerly revered him. They are all glad to give their lives for him to exact his vengeance upon Azmordion, his betrayer, and see their ancestor’s rightful place upon the perch of Dragonmaw.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAn Elder Dragon who has resided upon the unnamed Isle since the days of Tharador’s First Era, though such contrivances have little bearing within the grand scale of a dragon’s life. Millennia of wear crease his scales and tatter his wings, yet in that time he has come to sire an extensive brood of descendant Dragonkin, the Darkscales. They have worshipped Sovram as their ancestor since they could talk, and upon the isle they built a basic, though content life together. For thousands of years, this was the status and they were content, until the Silverscales arrived on their shores.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey claimed to be fleeing certain death from their homeland across the sea, having been sent off course by a storm, arriving on their isle. Though Sovram was cautious among these new folk and the young Silver hatchling they held among them, his people were eager to meet these new dragonkin. With a profound mastery of technology and masonry, they were able to teach Sovram’s people of stoneworking, building gargantuan fortresses and townships across the Isle, Dragonmaw Keep the most revered of these. This keep, built upon the highest peak of the Isle, was an offering to Sovram and his descendants, one that was given with the request that the Darkscales see them as kin, and allow them to live in harmony on the isle.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSovram, graciously accepted, admiring the new home constructed for him, which became the seat of him and his council, and that of Azmordion, the young Silver Dragon that had been brought with the Silverscales, and was seen as their leader. For centuries, Sovram tutored the young dragon in the ways of their kind, teaching him flight, manoeuvres, fighting and the ways to wield his powerful breath. Sovram saw the young dragon as a son, and grew fond of him, even though the politics of their followers would often strain the relationship they were building. Often the Silverscales expressed their malcontent in feeling like secondaries to the Darkscales upon the Isle, and it seemed no matter what they were given, their discontent did not quieten.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUltimately, centuries of good blood spoiled, as leaders from each clan grew more irate with one another, less understanding of each other’s plights, and more driven by a desire to ensure the best future for their own people, rather than a future which might benefit the Isle as a whole. This culminated in the Night of Betrayal. Sovram awoke to feel his wings burning hot like a searing blade had cut through them, they were shredded and surrounding him were dozens of Silverscales trying to end his life. With a single swipe of his tail, many were killed, and he tried to flea upon his wings, but bloody and shredded they could not carry him off the ground any longer. In fury he stormed through the keep, slaying any Silverscale before him whilst his own kin battled on in defense of their master. Calling for Azmordion to bring his people to heel, Sovram’s heart was broken when instead his adopted son turned on him, striking him from above over and over. There was nothing the Black Dragon could do to protect himself, save for fleeing down the mountain, vying revenge against Azmordion and all the Silverscales who wronged him and slew his kin.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNow for decades he has festered in the swamps below the mountain, a boggy wetland filled with stagnant mires and the smell of rot. Those who were left in Dragonmaw Keep perished, and Sovram thus had few of his advisors left to aid him. Grief washed over him, grief for his slain kin, grief for his clipped wings, and grief for the betrayal he felt from the dragon he saw as his son. Stewing in the wetland for decades has seen the grief slowly turn to anger, and after several incursions by the Silverscales in the land, it has become clear to Sovram that they are aiming to find him, and finish him off. Now he plots to exact his vengeance upon them, attacking Dragonmaw when the time is right, slaying Azmordion the Betrayer and taking back his throne upon Dragonmaw. Even if he perishes, it would be better at the peak of his kingdom than wallow in pity amongst the willow trees and marshes. 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