Sahlokniir's Keldolah

History

To some, dragons are merely legends; terrifying tales to keep children from staying out past sundown. However, they are very real. Sahloknir is one such dragon. In centuries past, he was a conqueror and one who was known for utilizing his subjects like tools, even in death. Indeed, Sahloknir was a necromancer from Planet Draag and one who could claim the title of Arch Necromancer. He was known in the past for raising whole armies of zombies and skeletons, and treating with vampires, liches, and many more undead whom he would press into his service. Using his undead allies, he carved out a fiefdom on the planet that quickly spread to encompass the world in its entirety. His power was so great, and his form was so terrible, that even his own kind feared him. Most dragons were content to live solitary lives, only attacking human settlements for food or treasure. Sahloknir on the other hand had ambitions that lay far beyond the “simple” desires of his kin.

He sought power and influence beyond what a dragon could attain with their natural prowess, and so he built upon his power with necromancy so that he could attain this power. He had no desire for immortality. His kind were already immortal and unable to die by natural means. No. Sahloknir merely desired the power that these dark forces provided. Specifically, their ability to forge for him an army out of the many corpses he left in the wake of his destruction. However, Sahloknir’s ambition would soon outstrip his abilities. In a never before seen alliance, humans and dragons united to stop this menace while there were still enough of them to do so. With the human mages and the dragon warriors, Sahloknir’s older brother and old lieutenant, a scaleless dragon by the name of Sahrotaar, spearheaded an assault on the Black Crypt, Sahloknir’s lair. In a battle straight out of legend, tens of thousands of undead were slain, with the invading army suffering heavy losses. However, Sahloknir was lured out of his lair by his brother challenging him to single combat. With the help of a cabal of human mages, Sahloknir was sealed inside of a massive orb of crystal… but not before Sahrotaar himself died in the battle, slain at the hands of the one he once swore undying loyalty to.

To simply seal the dragon was not enough, however. The mages made sure he would never threaten their planet again by sending him into the stars, where he landed on an ancient Planet Earth, buried deep in the mountain. Stone and soil soon layered over any sign of his prison, forming a tomb that would forever keep the Arch Necromancer imprisoned, the people around being blissfully unaware of the primeval dragon that lay imprisoned overlooking their peaceful little towns. As the centuries turned to millennia, Sahloknir’s power ebbed and waned. He had time to meditate on his failures, and on the death of his older brother. The two bled together in many wars that the dragons had for territory, coming out on top most of the time due to their willingness to work together when most dragons would work alone due to their own pride.

It was over this time when Sahloknir came to a revelation; his own pride and hubris led to his downfall and the death of his brother. He had been wrong all along. This was a bitter pill for him to swallow, and one that took centuries for him to accept, even after he came to that realization. That was when he decided what he would do; if he were ever freed again, it would be different. He would use his magic and vast knowledge to forge a kingdom of enlightenment, where people lived happily under his benevolent wisdom, singing his praises from now until the end of time. However, Sahloknir grapples with his own dark nature. His kind had an almost pathological need to dominate and destroy. If he were to conquer it, it would take all of his effort to fight against his evil nature. Perhaps, in time, he will gain the opportunity to prove himself. He could feel the magical seal on his prison weakening. Soon, he would have the chance he long sought.