Drakonus Legitus is commonly know as Order Dragons or (rarely) as Companion Dragons. They are known as Order Dragon for several reasons, the most obvious was that they were used as Dragon Mounts for the Dragon Knights of the Order of Eternal Flame… a mythic order from an earlier time. There numbers in the wild are quite small and there are no captive ones known… at this time. Most of them died with the Order.
This is a listing of every minor race write up and ideas to someday be expanded into full lifeform write ups.
Originally High Elf blood. A band of warrior type high elves moved north to the “Settlements” where they could fully exploit their warrior natures. Intermixed with a dwarven and gnomish tribe, with tales of several half-orges.
This is an acorn of mass destruction. It’s stored in a small box with room for six but only containing the one.
Long sieges can be a trial for both sides. For the beseiged especially, finite ammunition supplies always pose a problem - except when the ammunition can reproduce…
Grappling hooks have a tendency to miss their targets, or to simply give way. Now both of these problems are solved at once, with a hook that can think for itself!
An Amber Rose is a very unique flower that only grows every five years. It is amber is color and seems to radiate with a sheen of energy. It’s properties are sought after by anyone who knows of the rare flower.
Magical seeds that grow quickly to full size when a spell is cast on them.
Many magical items adventurers seek out help them carry more loot, keep themselves fed and healthy, or just simply hack the bad guys to itty bitty bits. This one lets their loot carry itself.
It is a green rose created by a god long ago to give to his mortal lover.
A magical herb that keeps things cool…for a long time.
Masters have come and gone, but Honest Wrekk has always been around.
It seemed like a great place to camp. The clearing was good sized and sheltered from the wind. The brook just a few feet away. There is a natural hallow to keep the horses.
Then the night came.
It was like it became a different place. The temperature dropped. The wind, which does not seem to disturb cloth, almost cuts through you like an arctic wind. No one can sleep, as the soft ground has turned hard. The horses are uneasy. The Bats are flying over and stopping in the trees.
And then there is the eyes. There are glowing eyes just inside the tree line watching your group. The mages and clerics can detect nothing, but there is still something there.
(yet there is nothing at all... The Darkness will do nothing unless the players do something to it. And even then it will all seem to be a conincidence.)
Of course, in the morning, it all becomes sweet and light.