Category Archives: Field Guide
Dragon-A-Day Online: Day 450: Polite Company.
On the rocky shores of the dwarven lands and other distant, similarly rough terrain, one can find the reclusive Gravelhide Dragon. These dragons live primarily on a diet of shellfish, even diving deep to search for giant lobsters and oysters for days at a time, it is believed. Continue reading
Dragon-A-Day Online: Day 449: What Lies Beneath.
… For the most part, dwarves have little truck with dragons of any stripe, aside from fighting them or driving them off, but they seem to tolerate (and in some rare cases, encourage) a long, rangy line of dragon they call “Trenchcrawler.” Continue reading
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Dragon-A-Day Online: Day 439: Last Line of Defense.
… Sleeping atop of a small pile of chests and strongboxes was a Blue-backed Tholtuk. The little dragon woke and regarded us sleepily as Dahmar beamed, saying “Even if they kill all the guards, Thrix here will finish them off!” Continue reading
Dragon-A-Day Online: Day 424: On the Road Again…
Flimbert and I joined up with a caravan that was headed out of Marshport. While we traveled with them, one of the guards told me of a dragon that he had encountered far to the southeast. Continue reading
Dragon-A-Day Online: Day 418: Q&A
Once the culprit had been identified, it was a simple enough matter to remedy it- several crates of straw scattered around the edges of town, and the hat thefts promptly abated. Everyone was pleased, with the possible exception of the local haberdasher, but that could only be expected. Continue reading
Dragon-A-Day Online: Day 402
… After some of the townsfolk heard about what I was doing, they recommended me to the mayor as “the dragon expert,” much to Flimbert’s amusement. … Continue reading
Dragon-A-Day Online: Day 396
As it was too hot today to travel far, Flimbert and I stayed in the shade of a tree and dozed for the majority of the morning. When we awoke around mid-afternoon, yesterday’s encounter with the Threadshrike was on my mind, and I jotted a few notes from memories of my prior experience with the tiny dragons: Continue reading