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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Agback" data-source="post: 3065127" data-attributes="member: 5328">I've never had a memorable encounter with a dragon as a PC, but I've delivered a few as GM.1) First, there was Chlorophane, the oldest and most formidable dragon in the World of Isles, the bane of the oneiros Persiflex. The PCs were on a quest for the Sword With No Name to be a bride-price from Princess Lysandra (with whom one had fallen in love). They tracked it through legend from Alkinous the Last Unborn to Persiflex and from Persiflex to Chlorophane. Profanity time! They went on no fewer than six sub-quests to get ready just to sneak into Chlorophane's lair and steal the sword. This of course went pear-shaped, and although they managed to extinguish his flame with the fruit of one of the quests, they still had to deal with the fact that dragons are gross mêlée combatants and Chlorophane was a powerful sorceror. Two got away alive, and they killed Chlorophane when he rashly followed them through a magical gate that was too narrow for his shoulders.2) Then there was the dragon on a Plane of Lesser Consequence, where everything was feebler and less significant than in the normal world. Thasaedon (who had been resurrected after being killed by Khlorophane) saw an opportunity to become a dragonslayer like his friends, took it on single-handed, and was disgusted when it accepted his demand that it surrender. And even more disgusted when its treasure turned out to consist of a pile of sailcloth and copra with a few rusty swords and a bronze tripod hidden at teh bottom.3) Then there was the rather literal-minded dragon Oolong, who was searching for Innocence, hand been told it was found in the hearts of men, and had racked up an astonishing bodycount á la Jack the Ripper.4) And finally there was Sarkophyr, who was a dragon-demigod son of Pontus, daimon of the Ocean. At Sarkophyr's naming his father had issued the following prophecy (or rather, decree):No diver who ever drew a breath of air, No flyer who ever took a step on land, No human who ever suckled at the teat, No leshy who ever grew or changed, No breathing thing brought forth of living flesh, No lake, nor stream, nor land in tribute to the Sea, Nor any sullen thing that that has a drop of moisture in it Shall be the bane of Sarkophyr. But neither shall a cripple harm him, Nor shall an orphan bring death unto him, Until the Sun is dim and red And all the seas suspire. He shall not be killed in the sunshine, Nor shall he die in the dark of night. No steel or stone shall bite on him, Nor poison but sustain him. And no diamon who fears Pontus will compass his doom.To deal with Sarkophyr the PCs had to lay hands on a werewolf-demigod who had been born out of a stone (this in turn depended on begetting him on the daimon of a suitable valley), raise him into a great warrior, equip him with bronze weapons and armour of potency adequate to the task, and arrange a confrontation underground. I don't think that they have forgotten that one yet.</blockquote>

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