Antaraxes Glavenis
"Some, I suppose, but the most powerful is Antaraxes Glavenis, and he lives at the highest point, Scarred Peak. Legend names him the father of all reds, but it is more likely a title. There is always conflict among dragons, and invariably the young surpass the old in strength. The old is defeated, and the young claims the lair of the ancient, becoming Antaraxes Glavenis as well. I have seen him once, enormous and terrible. Wings a hundred feet across, or so it seemed. Thankfully, I survived to be here today, selling you what you need.”
There have long been rumors that Scarred Peak is laced with huge caverns and snaking passages, formed out of hollow lava tubes and enlarged by dragons and their willing slaves. Not surprisingly, there are no actual first-hand accounts to back up such tales. Occasionally, residents of the hills and mining towns, even the coastal towns that cling to the towering cliffs that butt the Iron Teeth and Scarred Peak, witness great winged creatures flying in or out of the mountains gaping crown. Whether it is one dragon or many, it presence is definite. And the hills are crawling with kobolds, the most likely fawners to serve a dragon.
Still, though dragons have been seen, they are rarely spotted abroad. In fact, the most recent sighting was more than ten years ago. No one really believed the dragon had died, but all looked at the lack of activity on Scarred Peak as a promising sign. Seismic activity was negligible, and prosperity grew among the prospectors and speculators in Aron's Bowl. There was a sense that fortune might shine on them all for years to come. But three months ago, the earth had been shaken in the dark of night with a terrible fury. Since then, frequent earthquakes have been felt, and an almost constant smoking has been rising out of the many cracks and openings into Scarred Peak. There is concern that Antaraxes Glavenis is stirring, and will soon sweep down across the land wreaking havoc as it hasn't seen in over a hundred years.
More modern and practical folk have looked at the history of the mountains, considered all the legends and tales passed on from mother to son, from pub to pub, and from sailor to sailor in every port, coming to the conclusion that Antaraxes Glavenis is a title more than a name. They believe the increased activity portends doom for many, but not because the dragon is waking, but because its slumber and dotage has been challenged by the conquering virility of youth. A new, strong, young dragon has come to the mountain and is waging battle for its wealth.
One way or the other, all agree that terrible times are approaching. Word and coin have begun passing through the land, calling on any brave enough to make their way into the smoldering crevices of the peak and rid the mountain or one dragon or all. Promise of wealth beyond measure has stirred the sinews of many adventurers, and stoked the embers of greed in so many more. There is fame to be won on the peak, if one can survive.
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