Heimdallax

Heimdallax in his Draconic form, resting in his castle fort deep in Jotunhall.

### Sibling(s)

Silverfang Argenti, Estarias, Brutannicus, Raptorignis, Orgole, Salharamgar, Azh-Kha-Lazax, Putrefaxious, Molror

Heimdallax the Brass Dragon is one of the last of his kind in Veiltouria, his species nearly hunted to extinction by Obstinath. After fleeing south, Heimdallax was trapped far below ground beneath what would eventually become Jotunhall, only being freed after The Winter King began to reshape the land. Owing him a debt, Heimdallax aided the Jotunn king, the two soon becoming fast friends and allies. Heimdallax has now ties his fate to Forestsedge and its people. A bestial warrior of huge size and power, Heimdallax loves the ferocity of battle.

## History

Heimdallax was unique amongst his Metallic Dragon kin, for unlike many others when he was brought into the world he was met with something other than disgust. His egg was initially discarded as all other Metallic spawn of Obstinath were, however it was saved from certain death by a Gold Dragon named Belerig, one of the last of his kind.

Belerig and Heimdallax soon became fast friends, the elder dragon teaching his Brass counterpart all he could about the world, hoping to teach him how to survive amidst the tyranny of his father. Soon, their duo grew in size, as more Metallic Dragons were saved. The Silver Dragon Silverfang Argenti, the Copper Dragon Estarias and the Bronze Dragon Brutannicus all joined their small family, and for a time the mismatched family were happy.

For years they lived in hiding, hoping to avoid their fathers clutches, but eventually their progenitor caught up with them. A large force of Chromatic Dragons invaded the temporary home they had been dwelling in, forcing Belerig to stay behind and sacrifice himself to save the others. The last Heimdallax saw of their adoptive father, was the Gold Dragon smiling fearlessly at them, his voice booming out for them to live. Heimdallax vowed to do just that.

Commanding the others to split, he directed them to go into hiding as best they could, to only resurface when they were sure it was safe. He knew it was possibly the last time he could see his siblings, but Heimdallax was as stern as he could be. He needed them to survive, and this was the best way of doing so.

As the largest of the group, he flew the highest, hoping to draw the attention of any nefarious dragons who may have been watching. Draw their attention he did. A pack of Black Dragons, serpentine and sickly, pursued him in the sky for days. Doggedly chasing him, Heimdallax began to grow weary. He knew they would have him soon. Deciding he would rather die fighting than fleeing, he chose to land far to the southern end of Forestsedge, on the abandoned tundra near The Sons Sea. If he would die, it would be at a time of his choosing.

Heimdallax would not get that chance. As he landed, he was tackled into the ground by an ambushing Black Dragon, the force causing them to crash through the thin shale surface of the tundra and into the caverns below, finally smashing into the frozen waters deep within the earth. The remaining Dragons, convinced Heimdallax was dead, left to report their kill.

Deep in the earth, however, Heimdallax still clung to life. Wounded from the fall and the dragons attack, he plunged into the freezing cold water. But his fight was not over. His attacker still drew breath, and the two soon took their battle to the water, jaws snapping and tails slashing as they rolled in within its chilly depths. As night fell, the cold surface winds of the tundra swept down into the crevasse and froze the water, Heimdallax and the Black Dragon trapped within it.

For hundreds of years, the two dragons were locked in frozen combat, neither one able to land the killing blow. Years went by, both dragons thinking themselves trapped forever, until the Jotunn people claimed the land above as their own. Hroarmungund The Winter King unleashed the magic of Jornhelm on the tundra, reshaping it into land more suitable to his peoples needs. Soon, the nation of Jotunhall was born. In this upheaval, earth was churned up and the frozen water trapping Heimdallax and his foe cracked and shattered, freeing the two. Finding themselves much closer to the surface, the two dragons battle raged on, with Heimdallax eventually proving himself the victor, at great cost.

Wounded, barely clinging to life, he was found by Jotunn hunters and taken to their Kings citadel. Heimdallax awoke to a roaring fire and warm furs covering his massive frame. Looking around, he was in some grand hall of ice and stone, a massive throne set into the structures rearmost wall. Seated there was Hroarmungund, The Winter King, who introduced himself and his people to Heimdallax.

The two warriors soon discussed what brought them together, and Heimdallax realized much time had passed since his fall into the ice. Not knowing the world around him, he offered to aid Hroarmungund in exchange for sanctuary, an offer the Jotunn gladly accepted. The two soon became fast friends and allies, with Heimdallax eventually discovering his sibling Silverfang lived still, as a member of The Guardian Council. A collection of rulers and warriors, Hroarmungund also held a city at their table. Not one for meetings, Heimdallax asked his brother to speak for him, and whatever dragons of their kin still lived. Heimdallax intended to help Forestsedge in his own way, with tooth and claw.

In recent years both Estarias and Brutannicus were also rediscovered, all four siblings rejoicing at their good fortune. The dragons now work to protect Forestsedge from all evil influence, including their father.