DM-Nastics #41: Tipping the Scales

Name: Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors

Reason for Notoriety: Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors is the link between the Material Plane and the rest of the multiverse.

In ages nearly forgotten, all the realms across the Aster were connected. This freedom allowed the multifarious entities of the infinite planes to share knowledge and wisdom the likes of which have not been seen in millennia. Yet the lack of boundaries also meant chaos and death, for beings of these disparate realms rarely reached true consensus, much less peaceful coexistence. At worst, windows between the many worlds heralded unfathomable destruction, leaving scars on the world that no Druid nor spirit of Nature could hope to heal.

Bearing witness to the agony that marred their creation, the gods resolved to conceal the paths between the planes so that they could not be so easily walked. They sealed some of the gates within the laws of magic, ensuring that only those practiced in the arcane could access them. Yet some of the doors required a mightier lock and key than even sorcery could provide. A physical anchor was required to both seal the gates and guard them. Answering the call of the gods, the World Dragons gathered at the Celestial Rift near the Axis of Creation. Each of the five removed a scale and tossed it into the portal. From the Rift emerged a colossal dragon, near in size to the World Dragons themselves.

She was a Dragon of Mirrors, and when she flew out of the Celestial Rift, the portal followed her, lodged beneath the first of her glassy scales. For 9999 days, the Dragon soared over the world, and on each day she found a door to another plane and sealed it within a scale. When no gates remained on the Material Plane, the Dragon of Mirrors flew to a shining valley at the Crown of the World. There she landed and into the Four Winds she roared her name.

Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors, Guardian of the Planar Gates, Keeper of the Key of Wyrms.

Lair/Locale for Living: Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors lives in the Hierophet Valley, known colloquially as the Crown of the World. Ice ridges and floes dominate the area, creating the eerie effect of endlessly reflecting surfaces across the Valley (this effect is likely enhanced due to the influence of the great dragon’s power). As a result, stealth is nearly impossible when approaching the Dragon of Mirrors, so it is considered wiser to arrive nobly and heralded than as a serpent caught in a lie. At the center of the Hierophet Valley is the Fountain of Clarity, a immaculate, unfrozen lake with Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors’ icy throne at its center. It is said that the Fountain allows the Watcher to see all her scales at once and observe who might be approaching through any gate.

Minions: Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors’ attendants are the Shimmering Drakes. Not true dragons, the Shimmering Drakes are constructs born of the reflections of the Watchers’ planar scales in the ice of the frozen valley. Such is the power contained within these doors that the mere insinuations of their might upon the Material Plane can create. Luckily, all of the creatures risen from Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors’ scales are beholden to her, and she regards them as her own children. The Shimmering Drakes keep watch on the borders of the Crown of the World and test travelers to learn if they are worthy of standing before the Keeper of the Key of Wyrms.

Special Attack: Breath of Banishment — Not born of the elements like her godly ancestors, Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors’ breath weapon is one that befits her station as Guardian of the Planar Gates. When she exhales, a line of fractal, shining gas pours from her jaws. The gas contains the ghostly images of the many worlds she contains. When struck with the gas, all but the most powerful Outsiders are returned to their planes and sealed there, unable to approach the gate’s threshold for 10,000 days. Residents of the Material Plane that are hit with the gas are flung into the multiverse, and only fate can tell where they shall land.

Etc:
Adventure Hooks for Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors (most of these require some seriously high-level parties)

• A threat has amassed on the other side of her scales, and, for the first time in eons, Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors does not believe she can defend it alone.
  
• The players have finally captured their mightiest foe, but to prevent that foe from ever threatening them again, he/she must be exiled beyond the Material Planes. None save the Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors can ensure their enemy never returns from his/her prison.
• A voice in a dream calls the players to the realms of a forbidden god. They know that the Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors will not let them pass knowingly. How does one trick a door into opening, and how does one survive the door’s wrath upon returning?
• The players have angered Watcher-of-Ten-Thousand-Doors and were subject to her Breath of Banishment. Where are they? How do they get home?

3.
Name: Sturmaglyvvag (Rough Old Dwarven for The Living Storm)

Reason for Notoriety: Known as the Living Storm that plagues the Clouded Mountains

Lair/Locale for Living: Lives in the Clouded Mountains, specifically he rests on top the SturmMarr (Dwarven for Storm Mountain) the tallest mountain in the range. The Clouded Mountains is a mountain range that stretched to insane heights. The majority of the mountain range is so high up it mingles in the clouds.

Minions: Wind Elementals turned Storm Elementals that are drawn to Sturmag's half Djinn lineage (Getting there

Special Attack: In his Gaseous Form, Sturmag is able to channel his lightning breath into the surrounding air to create lighting storms. And vice versa, he is able to pull charged lighting from surrounding storms to supercharge his breathe weapon.

History: Martivir, a peaceful Blue Dragon, and Farouk, a djinn noble from the Plane of Air, became entranced with each other over a period of decades until finally they laid together. For years they enjoyed a happy life, until Farkour was forced back to the Plane of Air as his sultan master, the one who summoned him, died. Without him, Farkour's connection to the Material Plane was broken. Saddened by her lovers forced departure, Martivir sought a way to summon him back. Unfortunately the interest of a powerful dragon in summoning a powerful Djinn did not go unnoticed by local kingdoms, and fears were raised. A group of adventures were sent to investigate, and "unexpectedly" the adventures got in a fight with Martivir that ended in her death. Satisfied their job was done, the party looted the cave and went off to collect their reward from the kingdom.
However no one in the party noticed a young dragon, floating as a cloud in the corner of the cave. Scared but angry, the young dragon followed this group for thousands of miles. Until he lost them in the Clouded Mountains. The dragon searched and searched in anger, and to this day he still scours the mountains looking for the group that killed his mother. Unfortunately for the Dwarven clans that have lived in the mountains for many years. The Clouded Mountains used to be a place of refuge for Wind Elementals to travel to if they became stuck in the Material Plane, but as they are naturally obedient to Djinn, they flocked to Sturmag. Sturmag's mixed lineage and presence caused the Wind Elementals to transform into Storm Elementals, and he now uses them to help him search narrower parts of the mountain range.

(Using Pathfinder Descriptions for powers) (Blue Dragon) (Djinn)
Sturmaglyvvag has grown much since he was born. He is a Huge dragon but can expand to Colossal when in his Gaseous Form. Being young when his mother died, he does not know much of his past and little of his language, learning more of Dwarven from his time in the mountains. His magical prowess is not great, learning more from instinct then actual learning. He has the ability to stay in Gaseous Form for weeks, but needs days to rest if he spends longer then 5 days in it. He can also shoot lightning breathe while in this form. He is not effected by winds in Gaseous From, rather he creates them. He has the Blue Dragon abilities of Storm Breath, Sound Imitation, and Electricity Aura but the Aura only works when in Gaseous Form. Sturmag also can will himself food and water as needed because of his lineage. While he has the potential to cast much more powerful magic, he has no teacher and no interest.

(First post on these forums and I'm stealing a bit from the pantheon builder DMnastics if that is fine!)
Name:
The Void Storm
Reason for notoriety:
Wreaking Havoc across the lands
Lair/Locale for Living:
no lair as his life was very short
Minions:
N/A
Special Attack:
Chain Lightning
Etc:
When the Twin, child like gods, Ren and Yak, hurled Lightning bolts into Vodahil's vacuum prison, it cracked.
the essence of nothingness emitted from the sheer presence of Voddahil
, then combined with the chaotic energy of lightning to create small bouts of chaotic nothingness called void storms.
From the crack seeped some of the void storms.
A very curious wizard saw these small void storms causing horrible and fascinating mutations of bugs and rodents in the area and grew curious of its potential effects on larger specimens.
Back in his wizard tower he injected some of the void storm into a wyvern he had captured and has been experimented on.
later that evening while getting into bed the wizard heard a thunderous crack, and his tower started to fall, due to quick thinking he was able to blink to the ground to avoid any harm, just in time to witness his newest creation...

Name:
Ishuliit the Terror
Reason for notoriety:
A hundred years ago there was a tidal wave of interest among the academic world involving the origin of the human species. Historians scoured the oldest texts and adventurer's delved into the most ancient of ruins in search of the first known sighting of their race. Eventually an old text was discovered that mentioned the existence of a string of islands within the ocean that the first humans derived from. Once this was found other vague references started matching up to make the researchers believe that this must be the location of the first known human settlement, however when the first ships were sent only one returned barely floating that reported of a monstrous dragon that destroyed any and all vessels coming within sight of any of the islands. This ship barely survived by being one of the farthest out and being thrown even farther by a giant wave that threw the ship miles and miles away from the decimation. Eventually the creature who seemed to guard the island was named Ishuliit the Terror and to this day no one has managed to land upon the island. 
Lair/Locale for Living:
Ishuliit lives far below in the ocean underneath the Origin Islands. It is said he is impossible to find, until you first set eyes upon the islands themselves and at that point you would wish you had never found him. 
Minions:
N/A
Special Attack:
Ishuliit seems to have an unnatural control over the winds and water around him, and smashes ship after ship with giant tidal waves that originate from a swoop of his mighty wings. 
Etc: The Terror is actually quite a benevolent dragon who sleeps beneath the ocean floor allowing any and all travelers above through their normal routes unless they begin to venture towards the islands. He is a very old dragon who became so powerful that the only thing that interested him anymore was watching and learning how to affect the lives of the creatures and beings around him. Throughout his studies he began experimenting, ultimately managing to bring the first humans into the world. They lived on the islands that he claimed as his territory and he acted as a benevolent overseer giving advice when called upon and acting as a protector for his chosen people throughout the years from other creatures of the world that were dangerous enough to represent a dire threat to his human subjects. At a certain point a faction grew that felt Ishuliit had ulterior motives and demanded to be allowed the leave the islands and explore the world outside his sphere of influence. Ishuliit for a long time did not allow this to happen but eventually his patience wore thin and he gave any and all who wished to leave the island an ultimatum. He would give them the knowledge to build ships and sail the seas so that they may explore and live in different lands, but after all who wanted to leave had done so they were never ever to return to the island upon pain of death. A mass exodus of humans took up this offer, leaving the island, and eventually forgot their original heritage to make their way in the new world. To this day Ishuliit rules over the remaining original humans though his patience begins again to wear thin as he deals with internal strife and these external expeditions to the Origin Islands. 

Phew! The turkey seems to have taken its toll, but I finally got back around to this!

Everyone's dragons look awesome (read: terrifying) so far!