The Golden Craft
12 year old tiefling male, wild magic sorcerer, chaotic neutral alignment
Sharakas, son of Shimerath and Grith’nal, is not a naturally gifted sorcerer, or tiefling for that matter. His parents worshipped Andziré the Red, one of the few known dragons left that tolerate interactions with lesser beings. The townsfolk, upon learning that there were dragon worshipers among them, raised up their touches and pitchforks in hopes of purging their good town of these heretics. Shimerath heard the townsfolk coming just in time to grab his wife and son and head towards Inferno Gulch, lair of Andziré. The dragon was old and dying, and upon hearing news of the murderous towns people, offered to help the believers before him." I can no longer fight, and I am barely able to fly, and you two are in a similar condition. If you are truly my faithful followers, then willingly give yourselves to me and together we can ensure your child’s safety for many days to come. I shall infuse a part of my essence into the child and guide him to a safe haven quite far from here. It is the only option we have left". And so, the two tiefling sacrificed themselves for the future of their child, while the dragon absorbed their power and then transferred his life force to the boy. In doing so, the boy gained a clear crystal diamond in the palm of his right hand and a prism in the center of his chest. He was then surrounded in a red glow and teleported to a small home somewhere in the distant mountains where an old dragonborn named Angkor Longmaw. Angkor was a hermit knocking on deaths door, but still had enough time to teach Sharakas the draconic language so that he may read the research on dragons that he had collected over the years. Angkor raised Sharakas for a few years and then passed of old age, leaving the boy all alone. Sharakas then spent the next few years in solitude to try and decipher the old man’s notes before finally understanding the inner workings of dragons. The boy discovered that each dragon has a core that is made of the purest form of the element that the dragon consists of. These cores give dragons strength and a form of immortality due to the dragons being able to anchor their souls to said cores. At the moment he had come to this realization, Sharakas heard a voice in his mind that introduced itself as Andziré. As this occurred, Sharakas also noticed a strong magical energy suddenly flowing through his body, as if something inside of him had been awakened. He told the boy of the events that had transpired, but Sharakas had no interest in that. He had become obsessed with the knowledge pertaining to dragons and the discovery he had just made. Andziré spoke of the dragons and how their souls had become corrupt by greed and anger and war and that in order to right their souls once more, they must be slain and the cores reunited in order to summon the Elder Dragon. Only he has the power to cleanse the cores and begin the dragon race once more, hopefully, on a more peaceful scale. From then on, Sharakas has been able to tap into the magic given to him by Andziré in order to carry on this quest as a sorcerer. There’s only one catch… Sharakas someti.es over or under exerts himself when casting and draws upon his power incorrectly, causing various side effects to occur, some harmful and some helpful. As he grows in strength, so too does the crystal in his palm. It often draws attention, as it shines like a rainbow when hit with direct light, causing him to try and hide the hand at all times. And so, he quests on, in search of dragons so that he may gather their cores and restore balance.