#xazorath

Short Story-

"And here I thought the young, cowardly prince would be gracing us with his presence." The red dragon seemed displeased at the visitors in front of him. What laid before him were mainly bronze and gold kobold soldiers and aarakocra warriors. Aside from those, stood two individuals of note, a bronze half dragonborn half kobold lord and his young human attendant. These two were nothing new as they always attended with the prince to these political gatherings.

"I apologize Lord Xazorath," the bronze dragonborn responded offering a respectful bow, "The young prince will be occupied for quite some time and as such I will take over in his stead for the foreseeable future."

"Hmph." Xazorath released flames through his nostril. "And no farewell from him then? I'll be sure to remember that."

The dragonborn lightly tapped his cane on the floor as he let out a small cough. "You missive is in regards of the mines correct?" Xazorath did not respond. "Your agents tell me that you're not exactly happy with our plans to prospect the sources there."

"These grounds exceed Aurithax's territory," the red dragon responded.

The dragonborn tilted his head playfully, feigning confusion. "I do not understand my lord. These grounds lie west of Cormyr. I do not see-"

"Do not play games Kashak. What secrets do you actually hope to find in the Dragonfall?"

"Oh?" Kashak kept his playful demeanor while tilting his head towards the other direction. "The mines do expand into the Dragonfall, yes, but there is no other reason than resources."

Xazorath grunted. "As I see it, the grounds belong solely to chromatic dragons. You would tarnish the grounds of the death of countless of my kin? What reason would Cormyr seek to expand further west then to tip the balance of power hm?"

"Why we would never, my lord?" Kashak adjusted himself upright once more. He turned to the side keeping his gaze the red dragon lord. "Though, are you not yourself searching for the fabled city of Nofelnox?"

Xazorath's eyes narrowed as he lowered his head to meet the gaze the bronze dragonborn. "Now this is curious. Where would you have heard of that?"

Kashak gave a smirk with a shrug. He closed his eyes placing a claw under his chin deep in thought. "The fabled homeland of the fabled two-tailed tabaxi, or should I say formerly fabled two-tailed tabaxi. Our mutual two-tailed humble merchant never made this information known if that's what you believe." Kashak again shrugged. "But given the fairy tales, I just made an educated guess. It certainly wasn't a little bird that told me, or two, or a dozen."

The dragonborn and the dragon both knew Kashak's agents infested Cormanthor. Something Xazorath would have to personally deal with later. The dragon grinned and let out a loud laugh. The kobolds and aarakocra looked visibly afraid but Kashak remained unfazed. "Regardless..." Xazorath responded, "I would HIGHLY recommend avoiding the blight of the Dragonfall. I wouldn't want to see any... unfortunate accidents occurring to your men."

"Ha ha. Well don't worry about them. We will respect the grounds of the diseased dragons and try not to encroach to far west. We only have interest in the mines after all."

Xazorath squinted. "Quite."

The dragonborn and his lackeys made their exit. "Retorath, enter," Xazorath commanded.

A large red half-dragon entered the chambers and kneeled in front of him. "Yes my lord?"

Gotta say, loving these two. Though I got a soft spot for Aurithax since I love yellow/golden colors. But red dragons also gotta be some of my favorites. Also Aurithax is my dragon sona. Don't @ me.

The absolute ruler of Cormanthor, Xazorath. He has the typical mindset of red dragons considering himself above all others and have little positive views on "lesser" races (aka not dragons). It is his belief the mortal races should be subservient tot he dragons.

Expanding his territory through Cormanthor and Cormyr did not go exactly as planned after his encounter with Aurithax. They savagely fought each other but ended in a stalemate. Despite his confidence, Xazorath did not want to leave himself in a weakened state to be finished off by adventurers or the like. Aurithax did not wish the same for himself and leave the citizens of Cormyr and Cormanthor at the red dragon's mercy. In a rare instance, they declared a truce claiming each country as their territory.

Xazorath has absolute authority over Cormanthor and nearly no one questions his laws or decisions. Despite this, he has those in nobility manage much of the responsibilities that he believes beneath him. Despite his terrifying presence, there is great respect from his citizens and much of his attitude and charisma has rubbed off on them. For generations now the citizens of Cormanthor have adopted a lot of his views even seeing themselves to be servants for the dragon.

While Xazorath would like nothing more than to take over Cormyr, he knows there will be resistance, let alone a gold dragon to contest with. He maintains the truce for now though he has spies in Cormyr.

He has psychologically scarred Ixal especially in more recent years. He enjoys making him squirm and has even executed a spy personally from Cormyr in front of Ixal in one of his visits "coincidentally". He apologized quite sadistically for doing that in front of the prince.

Xazorath is commonly referred to as the Crimson Emperor among Cormanthor and Cormyr. As his power has considerably grown since taking Cormanthor, he's gained somewhat of an appreciation for his subjects even if he still looks down on them. His hoard grows as his country develops through its trade and exports along with taxation. He seeks to become a greatwyrm unlike any other.

With an ego to match his size, he was indifferent to Ixal until he discovered his dreams and their descriptions as he considers it as a threat to himself. As such, he grew to dislike Ixal as a direct consequence of that, though part of him thoroughly enjoys scaring and tormenting the prince.

The great and powerful Lord Xazorath. A colossal dragon who rules with absolute authority in Cormanthor. He holds very little respect for non-dragons and often speaks condescendingly.

He's lived many centuries and his power has grown considerably. While he rules Cormanthor in a similar vein to his rival Aurithax, the disparity between those of nobility and those of lower class are greater in this country. Much of the wealth is directed to his hoard and heavily guarded. He is also the sire of several children.

His goals are relatively unknown other than taking over Cormyr. Like that country, he's also pushed for scientific and magical innovation as a means to eventually to tip the balance of power to his favor.

Xazorath has the ability to find out an individual's fears and regrets and often times will use it against them as a means to gain information or turn them against their allies. He's corrupted many to his cause.

Xazorath despises strong willed, good natured mortals. He especially hates silver dragons. Even the mention of them will cause his blood to boil and he will burn everyone in the room. He's decreed that any sightings of metallic dragons in Cormanthor and its borders, especially silver, must be reported to him and their location. If even a chance one is disguised as a mortal in Cormanthor, he will burn that town to the ground (which has happened once before).

Non-Canonical tea party. I think I portrayed their personalities in a nutshell. Don't ask where they found a giant tea set.

Oldest to youngest would be Silver Fang, Rekirier, Aurithax, then Xazorath.