Specialties: Crafting, Forging, Rare Works
Background: Tharagon Blackscale was born in the heart of the Peaks, where the ancient dragons once ruled supreme. His mother, a wise and powerful dragonborn matriarch named Tharagona, had been taken from him by a rival clan when he was just a hatchling. The trauma of losing his mother at such a young age left Tharagon with a deep-seated anger and a burning need for revenge.
As he grew older, Tharagon became increasingly fascinated with the art of blacksmithing. He spent countless hours
in the forge, honing his skills under the watchful eye of his mentor, a grizzled old dragonborn blacksmith named
Gorthok. Gorthok taught Tharagon not only how to craft powerful steel but also how to infuse it with the essence
of magic.
Tharagon’s innate connection to the elemental forces and his unique draconic physiology allowed him to tap into
the raw power of the universe, imbuing his creations with magical properties. He crafted enchanted swords that
shone like stars in the night sky, talismans that granted their wielders immense strength, and armor that shielded
its wearers from even the most ferocious of attacks.
As Eharagon’s reputation as a master blacksmith spread throughout the land, people began to seek him out for
commissions. They would commission him to create powerful magical items for themselves or their allies, hoping to
gain an edge in battle.
Despite his gruff demeanor and tendency to speak in a harsh, growling tone, Tharagon had a soft spot for those in
need. He was particularly drawn to adventurers who fought against the forces of darkness, as he saw them as
kindred spirits. When these brave warriors came to him seeking aid or assistance, Tharagon would often throw his
lot in with theirs, providing them with magical items and advice that would aid them on their quest.
One such adventurer was a young paladin named Elara Moonwhisper. She had come to Tharagon’s forge seeking a new sword imbued with the power of the moon. Tharagon, intrigued by her courage and conviction, took on the
challenge. Together, they crafted a magnificent blade that shone like a crescent moon in the night sky, its power
resonating deep within Elara’s heart.
The years passed, and Tharagon’s fame grew. His forge became a hub for adventurers seeking powerful magical
items, and his creations were sought after by heroes from all corners of the realm. Though he remained gruff and
aloof to those who did not know him, Tharagon Blackscale was a guardian of sorts, watching over the forces of
light and protecting them with every ounce of strength at his command.
In the silence of the forge, when the flames died down and the air grew still, Tharagon would sometimes hear
whispers from the ancient dragons that had once ruled the Peaks. Their voices carried on the wind,
reminding him of his heritage and the weight of his responsibilities. With a heavy heart and a deepened sense of
purpose, Tharagon Blackscale would continue to forge powerful magical items, ever vigilant in his duty as a
guardian of the realm.
As you enter ETharagon’s forge, the air is thick with the smell of hot metal, sweat, and ozone. The sound of
hammering echoes through the halls, punctuated by the occasional roar of approval from Tharagon himself. His eyes
gleam like stars in the dark, as he surveys his workbench, where rows of glowing embers and half-finished projects
await his attention. Will you be one of those brave adventurers who comes to him seeking aid or assistance?