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Transuranic Dragon
He had called himself a god. For centuries, he had bandied tales of me amongst his pantheonic companions. For decades, he had dreamed of bringing my scales to them, draped about his shoulders as a coat. For years, he had prepared for the undertaking of my death, assembling an armory fit to unhinge worlds from their axis. For months, he had followed my trail, sniffing me out through the cosmos. For weeks, he had spied upon my doings and my lair. For days he meditated on his nature and his goals, remaking himself in to my very bane.
He crept upon me in the darkness of my bedroom, lit only by the dull glow of my larder and my scales, and I seduced him with a flutter of my eyes and peeled him from his leaden armor and orichalcum sword to my pillows and cushions, and when he had roasted to a fine boil from the gamma shine pouring from my body I sucked the radioactive marrow from his bones and rested for another century. I knew he would return to quest against me again, for he had fallen in love with me, as so many do.
Bardic Dragons, Siren Dragons, Gold-Within-Gold Dragons
Dragon (Chaotic, Extraplanar, Radiation)
Environment: Any with radioactive elements
Organization: Solitary
Challenge Rating:
Treasure: Triple Standard, replace all organic items with inorganic art objects
Alignment: Always chaotic neutral
Advancement: blah
Level adjustment: blah
This graceful dragon's long body coils like a snake, fringed with St. Elmo's Fire and a coating of soft, downy tendrils. It's catfish whiskers reach about aimlessly, it's short legs droop lazily. It shines gold-within-gold, brilliant and bright and beautiful.
The siren dragons are wandering aesthetes, slipping from world to world on cosmic electromagnetic tides whenever they have had their fill of the treasures of their current home. None brook them their casual thefts, their lazy predation upon the world they witness, for their beauty and presence is magnified by their glory and all who view them ache to give tribute. They prey chiefly upon the technological civilizations that produce the transuranic elements they thrive upon. Many are the baryonic lords who have fallen under the spell of the siren dragons and sacrificed the backbone of their infrastructures to their new golden gods.
Their scales are a dull gray at birth, but begin to glow with deadly radiations as they age, transforming to their entrancing gold-within-gold. Though newborns hold perhaps four whiskers, ancient specimens have thousands and can smell the tell-tale scent of transuranic elements from across galaxies, casually drifting to their source over the course of stellar lifetimes to pick through what's left of them by their time of arrival.
Transuranic dragons are material beings, for all their power, dwelling in the Prime Material plane in vast, incredibly beautiful palaces built by slave nations. They enjoy performance art, unconcerned with the inevitable radiation poisoning suffered by those who enter their presence.
Transuranic dragons, unlike virtually all other dragons, can consume only the radioactive elements that they crave, their metabolisms rejecting other materials. Though they can thrive indefinitely on as little as uranium ore and heavy water, their refined palates ache for the unstable transuranic elements, tritium wine, and impossibly rare elements with more than a hundred and twenty protons per nucleus.
COMBAT
Siren dragons prefer not to fight, instead bedeviling their foes with their soothing, entrancing voices whilst their opponents exhaust themselves against their durant hides and their deadly ambient energies.
Breath Weapon (Su): Siren dragons are named in part for their deafening cry. It is so loud and shrill that it collapses bubbles hidden in water, sending the atmosphere within them in to fusion. A chain reaction can quickly ensue that transforms water to steam, or flesh to a steaming pudding. In addition to it's sonic disruption, it deals a vast amount of damage to all creatures containing water, due to the explosion of it in to steam and radiation.
Body Fire (Ex): Siren dragons fly by means of electromagnetic effects created by their body fire, the soft downy tendrils that cover their heads, necks, backs and shoulers. Because the effect is not magical, it is not dependent on antimagic fields, but it is vulnerable to electromagnetic disruption.
Impregnability (Ex): Siren dragons, like the transuranic elements that they embody, are dense as to make lead seem like foam. Although they are much smaller than other epic dragons, they enjoy the benefits of three virtual size categories, befitting their stupendous mass.
Great Charisma (Ex): Siren dragons enjoy an eerie, seemingly divine natural charisma. They gain a bonus Great Charisma epic feat, granting them an additional +2 Charisma each and every age category.
Gold-Within-Gold (Su): The scales of the siren dragon can induce a worshipful fervor in those who look upon them. They function as an gaze attack with a radius of 60 feet per age category that Charms those who fail a will save (DC 10 + 1/2 hit dice + Charisma modifier). The charm effect is permanent, until dispelled (CL equal to bard caster level).
If a siren dragon actively attempts to use the gold-within-gold scales as an attack action, they affect everyone within range.
Awful Presence: While most epic dragons inspire panic and terror, siren dragons inspire a stunning awe. Replace their Terrifying Presence with a paralyzing aura like that of more benign deities.
Spell Like Abilities: Transuranic Dragons spell like abilities are almost wholly themed around their nuclear and material power. They never gain the ability to permanently create nuclear material that can sustain them except by corrupting other material, which they can do very early. _(
Very Young: 13th Level, turns water in to heavy water.
Juvenile: 19th Level.
Adult: 25th Level
Old: 31st Level
Ancient: 37th Level
Great Wyrm: 43rd Level
)_
Spellcasting, Singing: As a bard of 1/2 it's hit dice.
Transuranic Dragon
He had called himself a god. For centuries, he had bandied tales of me amongst his pantheonic companions. For decades, he had dreamed of bringing my scales to them, draped about his shoulders as a coat. For years, he had prepared for the undertaking of my death, assembling an armory fit to unhinge worlds from their axis. For months, he had followed my trail, sniffing me out through the cosmos. For weeks, he had spied upon my doings and my lair. For days he meditated on his nature and his goals, remaking himself in to my very bane.
He crept upon me in the darkness of my bedroom, lit only by the dull glow of my larder and my scales, and I seduced him with a flutter of my eyes and peeled him from his leaden armor and orichalcum sword to my pillows and cushions, and when he had roasted to a fine boil from the gamma shine pouring from my body I sucked the radioactive marrow from his bones and rested for another century. I knew he would return to quest against me again, for he had fallen in love with me, as so many do.
Bardic Dragons, Siren Dragons, Gold-Within-Gold Dragons
Dragon (Chaotic, Extraplanar, Radiation)
Environment: Any with radioactive elements
Organization: Solitary
Challenge Rating:
Treasure: Triple Standard, replace all organic items with inorganic art objects
Alignment: Always chaotic neutral
Advancement: blah
Level adjustment: blah
This graceful dragon's long body coils like a snake, fringed with St. Elmo's Fire and a coating of soft, downy tendrils. It's catfish whiskers reach about aimlessly, it's short legs droop lazily. It shines gold-within-gold, brilliant and bright and beautiful.
The siren dragons are wandering aesthetes, slipping from world to world on cosmic electromagnetic tides whenever they have had their fill of the treasures of their current home. None brook them their casual thefts, their lazy predation upon the world they witness, for their beauty and presence is magnified by their glory and all who view them ache to give tribute. They prey chiefly upon the technological civilizations that produce the transuranic elements they thrive upon. Many are the baryonic lords who have fallen under the spell of the siren dragons and sacrificed the backbone of their infrastructures to their new golden gods.
Their scales are a dull gray at birth, but begin to glow with deadly radiations as they age, transforming to their entrancing gold-within-gold. Though newborns hold perhaps four whiskers, ancient specimens have thousands and can smell the tell-tale scent of transuranic elements from across galaxies, casually drifting to their source over the course of stellar lifetimes to pick through what's left of them by their time of arrival.
Transuranic dragons are material beings, for all their power, dwelling in the Prime Material plane in vast, incredibly beautiful palaces built by slave nations. They enjoy performance art, unconcerned with the inevitable radiation poisoning suffered by those who enter their presence.
Transuranic dragons, unlike virtually all other dragons, can consume only the radioactive elements that they crave, their metabolisms rejecting other materials. Though they can thrive indefinitely on as little as uranium ore and heavy water, their refined palates ache for the unstable transuranic elements, tritium wine, and impossibly rare elements with more than a hundred and twenty protons per nucleus.
COMBAT
Siren dragons prefer not to fight, instead bedeviling their foes with their soothing, entrancing voices whilst their opponents exhaust themselves against their durant hides and their deadly ambient energies.
Breath Weapon (Su): Siren dragons are named in part for their deafening cry. It is so loud and shrill that it collapses bubbles hidden in water, sending the atmosphere within them in to fusion. A chain reaction can quickly ensue that transforms water to steam, or flesh to a steaming pudding. In addition to it's sonic disruption, it deals a vast amount of damage to all creatures containing water, due to the explosion of it in to steam and radiation.
Body Fire (Ex): Siren dragons fly by means of electromagnetic effects created by their body fire, the soft downy tendrils that cover their heads, necks, backs and shoulers. Because the effect is not magical, it is not dependent on antimagic fields, but it is vulnerable to electromagnetic disruption.
Impregnability (Ex): Siren dragons, like the transuranic elements that they embody, are dense as to make lead seem like foam. Although they are much smaller than other epic dragons, they enjoy the benefits of three virtual size categories, befitting their stupendous mass.
Great Charisma (Ex): Siren dragons enjoy an eerie, seemingly divine natural charisma. They gain a bonus Great Charisma epic feat, granting them an additional +2 Charisma each and every age category.
Gold-Within-Gold (Su): The scales of the siren dragon can induce a worshipful fervor in those who look upon them. They function as an gaze attack with a radius of 60 feet per age category that Charms those who fail a will save (DC 10 + 1/2 hit dice + Charisma modifier). The charm effect is permanent, until dispelled (CL equal to bard caster level).
If a siren dragon actively attempts to use the gold-within-gold scales as an attack action, they affect everyone within range.
Awful Presence: While most epic dragons inspire panic and terror, siren dragons inspire a stunning awe. Replace their Terrifying Presence with a paralyzing aura like that of more benign deities.
Spell Like Abilities: Transuranic Dragons spell like abilities are almost wholly themed around their nuclear and material power. They never gain the ability to permanently create nuclear material that can sustain them except by corrupting other material, which they can do very early. _(
Very Young: 13th Level, turns water in to heavy water.
Juvenile: 19th Level.
Adult: 25th Level
Old: 31st Level
Ancient: 37th Level
Great Wyrm: 43rd Level
)_
Spellcasting, Singing: As a bard of 1/2 it's hit dice.
Code:
Age | Size | Hit Dice (hp) | BAB/Grapple | Fort | Refl | Will | Breath Weapon | Awful Presence DC |
Wyrmling | M | 21d20
Very Young | L | 27d20
Young | L | 33d20
Juvenile | L | 39d20
Young Adult | L | 45d20
Adult | L | 51d20
Mature Adult | H | 57d20
Old | H | 63d20
Very Old | H | 69d20
Ancient | H | 75d20
Wyrm | H | 81d20
Great Wyrm | H | 87d20
Age | Str | Dex | Con | Int | Wis | Cha |
Wyrmling |
Very Young |
Young |
Juvenile |
Young Adult |
Adult |
Mature Adult |
Old |
Very Old |
Ancient |
Wyrm |
Great Wyrm |
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