Azgrathok – The Chaos Dragonlord (Draconian Scourge)

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Join our Tribe or Patreon to receive amazing 3D printable miniatures set each month for a very special price!patreon.com/ArtisanGuildmyminifactory.com/users/Artisan_Guild?show=tribe   This set contains: - 1 Highly Detailed Azgrathok – The Chaos Dragonlord.- Interchangeable weapons shown in the pictures.- 1 Custom Base.   *All STLs are professionally supported, and an unsupported version is also included.   LORE Azgrathok – The Chaos Dragonlord "I rise from the ashes of oblivion, unbroken, unbound! Mundus, bear witness! Kneel before the tempest of chaos, tremble beneath my majesty! The age of Dragons is nigh, and I am the dread sovereign whose rule shall restore the world." Once brother to Ghaomir, the father of Kromatur, Azgrathok was all but erased from the annals of history. He was a looming shadow, the whisper of dread on the edge of memory. His power waned as his name was forgotten, his divine essence trapped within a Soulstone, sealed under the earth by the faithful Apostle of Ghaomir eons ago. Yet even gods can be bound, but never truly destroyed. Throughout the ages, in the hidden corners of Mundus, the Chaos Dragon Cult kept the name of Azgrathok alive. His spirit, though suppressed, thrummed in the rhythmic chants of his faithful, and with each whispered prayer, he gained strength. His return was catalyzed by an age of chaos and conflict, a convergence of destinies. Ghaomir was no more, struck down by Tialevor, the Tyrant-God who sought to obliterate the dragon's lineage from Mundus. Meanwhile, the power of Baalzrodan, the Demon King, was on the rise, a dark tyrant plotting dominion over Mundus from the depths of Aera. In this volatile era, the soulstone imprisoning Azgrathok shattered, breaking his bonds. Rising from his subterranean tomb, the Chaos Dragonlord took to the sky once again. He settled in the center of the tumultuous Holmuran Sea, atop floating islands over a vast whirlpool known as the Divine Tempest, a natural barrier between Mundus and Aera. Here he built his fortress, Tur-Dracor, safe from mortal interlopers. Having bided his time and gathered his strength, Azgrathok embarked on a surreptitious mission over the past two decades, stealing dragon eggs and nurturing a new generation of draconian soldiers and wicked dragons in the heart of Tur-Dracor. His ancient cult has now swelled into a formidable army, ready to wage war upon the world. The threads of destiny are interwoven as Kromatur, the heir of Ghaomir, becomes the unwitting nemesis of Azgrathok. Meanwhile, the rise of Baalzrodan necessitates a showdown of tyrants, each unwilling to cede power. And Tialevor's relentless dragon hunt has provoked the wrath of the resurgent Dragonlord. With a storm of chaos brewing, the world of Mundus teeters on the precipice of a war that could shatter the foundations of reality. The Chaos Dragonlord's roar echoes across the land and sea, a stark reminder of a forgotten power awakened, ready to claim what he believes is rightfully his.