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The mighty dragon - arrogant, though rightly so, for what blade can pierce such beautiful armour? What warrior can match its lithe, graceful movements and raw power? But what if such a regal, magestic beast were cut down to size? What if it became human, itself?


Darkness, blackness, is the first impression one would gain from veiwing this… human? Well, physically, he seems human enough, blackened leather boots rising from his feet, almost to knee-height. The boots cover the bottom of his plain, black leggings. A leather tunic (once again, black in colour) covers the mans chest and elbow-length gloves raise from his fingers along forearms. The mans body is heavily tanned and well-muscled, and rimming his lean facial features is unruly, shoulder-length hair. Those features seem exotic, though - otherworldly, as though they shouldnt belong on a human. The expression is always predatory. Another odd thing about this man, though, is that his eyes - not just the pupils, his entire eyes - are a moonless, midnight black, swirling of their own accord like pools of tar. Should one get to know this man further than his appearance, they would find hatred. A malevolant, barely controlled hatred for all life around him. Accompanying this hatred is unhidden Arrogance which saturates every word his piercing voice utters. Magi would no doubt feel about him an obvious aura of power - though he certainly does not seem to dress in the ‘traditional’ manner of a sorcerer.


Terror. Respect. Hatred. Xarlith could almost feel all the pitiful humans wrapped with these emotions when the ancient black dragon glided unfettered overhead. The Wyrm all but fed off injecting such emotions into the weakling humans, and he has had many centuries to gorge himself. Of course, some resisted. Some shot arrows up which uselessly snapped apon striking the thick, scaled hide of the creature. Some warriors sought to kill him in his own lair to put an end to his terrorising. All of these, of course, died horribly.

As it were, those centuries of easy pickings also fueled his arrogance, causing to think himself invincible. As a result, apon seeing a lone, green-robed male in the middle of an expansive open plain, he chose not to slaughter him quickly using magics, flame or acid, but casually curled around in his flight, lowering to just a few feet of ground level and streaking towards this fool human with the intention of snapping him up in his wide maw. The dragon grew amused apon hearing some mutterings in the wind, and he all but chuckled - the fool human was muttering to himself even as the dragon was nearing him. Probably uttering his final prayer to a god, Xarlith had thought. Or perhaps the man was insane and didnt even notice the Wyrm. With only a few meters distance between them, the green-robed figure abruptly halted his mutterings and raised a hand, pointing directly at the dragon.

The next few minutes were a blur for Xarlith, for, in his arrogance, he had not been aware the robed figure was a mage! The great Wyrms flight faltered, wings failing to work as his body abruptly altered, and the still enormous form of the dragon tumbled in a death roll - unfortunately for the mage, directly at him, crushing the life out of the only person who may have been able to change the dragon back. Xarlith eventually came to a halt in the roll, but was only semi-conscious now, giving the occasional twitch as his form shrunk rapidly. Wings shot into his back, disappearing first, and his claws slid back, making way for fingernails. Black scales melted together and brightened, forming skin, and the magnicifent, dextrous tail slid back, shrinking and disappearing. Within a few minutes, all that rested in the plains was the bloody, crushed form of the green mage, and a single, naked human.

In time, and with much fury, Xarlith had come to the realisation of what had happened to him. he had become what he previously deemed as ‘cattle’. The wretched mage had turned him into a human! A bieng of insignifigance! How dare such a puny creature do this to him! He must rectify this… he must find an artefact to turn him back, or perhaps find a spell in a spellbook somewhere which could help. Maybe he could manipulate one of the many feeble-minded humans into helping him.

Countless ideas streamed through his thoughts, and he set off, intending to get this most embarrasing spectacle over with so he can exact his revenge and slaughter all humans he encounters as payment for this ridicule.

Roleplaying Notes:

Xarliths ultimate goal is to become a dragon again, and he will do this by any means necessary, even tagging along with adventurers to places which may hold spells or magi. But this also means he deems humans as expendable. He would gladly betray - as a matter of fact, he would prefer to betray.
Xarlith is still extremely arrogant and thinks himself invincible. This is by no means true - his main form of defence was the thick scales he had. Now he has supple, pink flesh which will allow a blade to glide through easily.
Xarlith, though now physically weak, is still mentally formidible - he has access to all ‘dark’ and ‘evil’ spells, plus a few other spells (such as fireball and acid fog, etc…). Though arrogant, he is not a fool - on the contrary, he is extremely intelligent and deducting, so he will not rush blindly into a group of humans to slay them - he would think out the simplest and safest way to dispatch them all.

This character is my way of bringing a more powerful, hungry personality down in a way that it won’t seem ‘munchie’ and, as with most of my characters, he is obviously evil.

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Ranisha Mikacado
February 6, 2004, 10:46
"Nice.. Describes some vivid detail, that is good."
February 7, 2004, 2:37
Solid reason for a percieved bad guy to be bad. With his long experience and powers he could be putting things into movement all over the place in order to get him back to his true form. Could be used as the main antagonist with all his minions doing seemingly unconnected things till they come together to form the spell that is able to turn him back. Great history and a reason for his actions. Not motivated by wealth so his motivations can be more obscure and more mysterious to the players. Great detail! Now we just need to find some plots to use him in.
June 13, 2004, 10:46
"Ah, heroes, I am cursed, and need your help to remove a spell from me..." heh heh.
Cheka Man
June 21, 2004, 19:11
I love this carecter-how humilated he must feel, trapped in a human body.
Barbarian Horde
March 12, 2005, 21:20
Cheka Man-

character, not carecter :)
Dragon Lord
March 14, 2005, 9:17
(sarcastic tone) Ah, poor little dragon

If there was ever poetic justice, this is it

love it - 5/5
March 14, 2005, 12:57
This is actually much in tune with the Staff of Mozrak Maggot posted today...
Be what you hate, experience what you deny...

How nice would it be if those white supremacists had to be black for a few months, warmongers forced to live the life of a peasant in a war-torn country, misogynists had to give birth an the like.
Voted Murometz
December 28, 2006, 20:53
yep, what they said...vivid!
Voted manfred
December 29, 2006, 4:33
What a nice reminder. Great character to have as an ally - at least for the moment that you are useful. :)
Voted valadaar
December 29, 2006, 8:41
This is really useful NPC.

This sort of thing leads me to my beliefs that a magic-system should almost be more about skills then 'Spell X does Y' type magic, which often make cures for curses, etc, simply too easy.

But I digress. I really like this take on a dragon. Kudos!
Barbarian Horde
March 4, 2007, 22:55
I understand how Xarlith feels for I too wish to be back in my magnificent dragon form. I too was once a Magnificent Dragon who wheeled through the sky without a care in the world to only stop for food which is moose and drink which is water. I only steal from those kings who are greedy and mistreated the peasants. I have no care for gold for its useless in protecting a dragon underbelly. My only use for gold is in creating golden statues for other dragons if there want one. If my cave gets over crowed with treasure then I will dump the my only useless mineral in my cave which is gold out. If I was there when Xarlith was still a dragon then I would of gave him the draconic punishment. That is death for no dragon who tortures other intelligent lifeforms shall be allowed to live.
March 5, 2007, 7:34
Ooookayyyy..... (backs away...)
Voted Cheka Man
March 5, 2007, 9:40
Only voted
Barbarian Horde
March 5, 2007, 14:31
Me Too! Me Too! I wanna' be a mighty dragon again! I wanna get my kicks munching on mooses and drinking Perrier by the hogshead!

I also don't care about gold, as least since my old lady's (Now, SHE's a dragon!) lawyers got it all! Now I live in a studio apartment where the neighbors downstairs complain every time I assume my mighty true form!

I also only steal from those nobles who mistreat the peasants, fortunately, that seems to be all of them, so I do pretty much whatever I want.

I'd have given Xarlith a killer wedgie!

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