Collected Profiles May 15, 2014 15:37:33 GMT -5
Post by Sprow on May 15, 2014 15:37:33 GMT -5
I am fire! I am…death!
Smaug the Golden, Smaug the Magnificent
T.A. 2100 but appeared before others T.A. 2770
Dragon: fire drake
Withered Heath but taking residence in Erebor now
New King Under the Mountain
Voice: Benedict Cumberbatch
Treasure: Smaug is a dragon and loves things that shine, glitter and are very pretty and valuable. The gems, gold and the like make for a perfect bedding for a dragon such as he and can make quite an extravagant waistcoat that coats his underbelly, protecting the softer scales from harm.
Sleep: Dragons love their sleep and Smaug is no exception. If anyone should disturb his slumber, they'd better have a very good excuse or shall suffer the wrath of Smaug!
The taste of dwarf: Smaug preyed upon dwarves in the past and aside from most prey he had eaten, the taste of dwarf is especially delectable. There is no finer taste than that of a dwarf. It may also spurn from the fact that he also eats them as a twisted way of revenge upon their race for what happened to Bron and for the annoyances they had caused Smaug in the past.
Riddles: Smaug enjoys riddles. Having a high intelligence riddles are a brain teaser and he likes that for he has to try and understand them. Riddles are a wise way of speaking to dragons when one doesn't wish to reveal where it is they came from or who they are.
Mind tricks: Smaug enjoys playing mind tricks on his victims and foes alike. He will use them regularly to fool those around him if they choose to believe him otherwise all they are, are words.
Flattery: Smaug loves flattery. It is wise to flatter a dragon, it fuels their arrogance and makes their already large egos even larger. After all, who doesn't love a compliment?
Dwarves: Where Smaug likes the taste of dwarves, he thinks very little of them. In his view, they are nothing more than ants or fleas. Smaug is a dragon and where he came from, they ate dwarves. Dwarves were nothing more than prey or minor annoyances to dragons. Of course, his dislike for dwarves also stems from the fact they had killed Bron and had caused him a lot of annoyances in the past when he had been a smaller dragon.
Thieves: Ever since he has accomplished achieving his large treasure that of which he had stolen, Smaug hates the idea of his treasure horde being stolen. If anyone should dare take a single coin, he will be on them like white on rice. Even if he doesn't use much of his horde and has a lot of it, he is greedy and cannot let even a single coin be taken from him without getting furious.
Insults: It is very unwise to insult a dragon. Insults only anger Smaug. If one really has a death wish it would be insulting him. After all, who likes to be insulted? Insults hurt a dragon's pride and only makes them want to tear the insulter to shreds.
Men: Smaug remembers how the dwarves of Erebor and the men of Dale were allies and coexisted. After having destroyed that coexistence, Smaug ensured to put the fear in god in men at Laketown and anywhere near the Lonely Mountain so that they knew to stay in their place and leave him alone. He can't afford the dwarves returning and uniting with men to take back Erebor.
Determination: Smaug, when his mind is set on something, he does it. He doesn't let much stop him in obtaining his goals. He can, of course, be stopped but he'd have to be stopped by force since he's so set on what he is doing.
Fire breath: Although this is not Smaug's own unique gift, it's a strength worth mention. A dragon's fire is rather hot, known to kill on the spot if someone's unfortunate enough to get doused in the full blast of it, and it certainly hurts if you manage to survive it if it should touch you by any means. Of course, how bad the burn depends on how well the person avoided the flames.
Dragon Scales: Smaug's scales are impenetrable. At least, they are from the top and body, underbelly they are not but don't tell him that! Dragon Scales are a perfect protection against even magic itself.
Intelligence: Smaug is very smart. It's not easy to fool him and he likes to play mind tricks, mind tricks as in verbally saying something that can confuse people if they think what is said to be true when it is not. It's usually the other person that's doing all the work. Smaug's just talking, he's not doing anything more than that. After all, dragons do have a silver tongue and are known to be very convincing. Smaug cannot read the minds of others, just play mind games in stating something that others can choose either to believe or not believe.
Arrogance: Smaug's greatest flaw is his arrogance. After having accomplished the things that he had, he has a right to be. However, arrogance can be a very fatal flaw. It's not wise to underestimate one's foes.
Anger: Smaug is quick to anger. A simple insult is enough to get his blood boiling. Anger tends to cloud one's judgment and makes it easier to trick him.
The Patch in his Left Breast: Smaug believes that he has encased his entire underbelly with gems and the like to protect his softer underbelly from harm. However, he doesn't realize that he has a patch that is bare on his left breast. This is the only spot where Smaug is most vulnerable.
Keeping his Treasure: Smaug had stolen the treasure in Erebor and plans on keeping it. He will do anything to defend it in his greed. He likes the way the treasure looks and it provides a nice bedding for him.
Killing those Who Dare Disturb Him: Smaug hates being bothered. Those that bother him are very likely to get attacked or killed. After all, who likes being disturbed?
On the surface, Smaug would like to make you think that he has no fears. However, underneath, he does fear the idea of the dwarves from Erebor rallying the other dwarven realms and even gathering allies alike to get their revenge. Otherwise, he could care less and fears nothing else.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Smaug is an arrogant individual. He is a vain creature and takes pride in himself. Due to his size, he sees those smaller than he as nothing more than mere ants. In his eyes, he is superior. He belittles those around him, especially the dwarves due to his dislike for them. Where it is assumed he had come from, dwarves were a snack. Also, his dislike stems from the fact they had killed Bron when he was a smaller dragon and had caused him much annoyances. So, in a twisted way, Smaug has come to eat dwarves as a means of revenge other than delight from their taste. It is because of Smaug's strength and what he can do that he knows not much can contend with him. He is one to find amusement in the threats of doing him harm others give him. After all, they know not of which they challenge and to him, they have given themselves a death sentence.
There is no question that Smaug is a very intelligent being. He is able to detect when a single part of his gold is taken, having memorized his monstrous abode piece by piece. He is also keen enough to use mind games to try and trick his foes and prey into believing what he says. Of course, not everyone will choose to believe him. It is just those that choose to believe him that fall for his mind games. He has a gift with words and like most dragons has the gift of the silver tongue. Riddles are something that he likes since it gets his mind going and cannot resist. Those who speak in riddles are able to gain his interest and a slight respect from the dragon in turn.
Smaug is as greedy as he is intelligent. He will not part with even a single piece of his treasure without attacking someone. Even if it's a piece that he has never cast his gaze upon in ages, he will miss it as soon as it goes missing. When that happens, Smaug becomes infuriated and will not rest until he gets it back after a rather nasty rampage. He loves treasure and cares not about who gets in his way while he seeks out more of it. His greed is so mighty that nothing can stop him once he is set on taking what it is that he wants. If he has to, he will get it by using force.
Another thing about Smaug's character is that he has a rather short temper. If anyone should insult him, meaning by saying things that puncture his pride, Smaug is quick to anger and will lash out at them. Threats do not anger Smaug, they amuse him. Threats are different from insults. Unfortunately, anger gets the better of him because it clouds his judgment making it easier for his foes to trick him. Smaug's anger is rather terrible. He will stop at nothing until what has angered him is dead or at least go off on a rampage for hours at a time while destruction follows in his wake. It's very unwise to anger a dragon.
Smaug loves flattery. Compliments inflate his already large ego. Those that are wise enough to flatter Smaug are more likely to survive an encounter with him or at least survive a little longer than most.
When it comes to the happenings around him, Smaug remains rather indifferent. Such things matter little to someone as large as he. After all, why should he care? Nothing much can contend with him and unlike the races around him, he has almost nothing to fear. Of course, he is evil in his own right but only in his immediate territory. If he were left alone, he'd not be as much of an issue compared to Sauron. Sure, he caused the people of Dale and the dwarves of Erebor to flee but since then, Smaug has been content to remain where he is. In his eyes, he's the richest dragon and has no need to terrorize much unless he wakes to find someone disturbing him, taking his treasure, or invading his territory.
When it comes to Smaug's humor, it's rather dark. Smaug purposely says things that are unsavory and can cause insult. In his eyes, he cares not of who he mocks and finds it rather funny. Smaug also finds amusement in the threats others make to him.
Smaug was born somewhere in the region of the Grey Mountains known as Withered Heath where it is said the great worms bred and resided.
Their names are unknown to Smaug since neither of them stuck around when Smaug hatched from his egg but the name of his father is Ryce and his mother, Acwellen. It is assumed that they are dead since there hasn't been any word on either of them since.
Smaug did have siblings but they died before hatching.
Smaug was born in the region of the Grey Mountains like most of his kind in Withered Heath in T.A. 2100. There had been a clutch of eggs that was born to two fire drakes, a fiery type of dragon species. Although Smaug never knew their names, his mother went by Acwellen and his father, Ryce. Ryce was rightly named for his strength and size. Compared to Smaug's mother, Ryce was rather large. Of course, he wasn't the largest but he was a large dragon. He had won many fights in his day and compared to his mate, he had seen many more centuries than she. Acwellen, on the other hand, obtained her name for her very violent nature. Anything that challenged her, she killed. She might have been tinier than most greater dragon females but she made up for her size.
Ryce had been a well established dragon. His territory, not many dared to step into. Where he didn't always kill those who dared to challenge him, he was well known for his strength. Those that often challenged him soon discovered that they were powerless against him. Of course, there were those out there larger and stronger than Ryce but in the area he was in, there hadn't been any challengers larger or stronger than he.
Acwellen, although she was a tiny greater dragon, was rather vicious. She made up for her size by being more violent than most. Whenever she was challenged, she had a habit of either killing or trying to kill anything that she was faced with. It was because of this that not many wanted to fight her. After all, who would want to die or receive a nasty injury in the process?
Of course, due to their reputations, both parents were arrogant. With such reputations, who could blame them? It wasn't a surprise that the two, upon first meeting, fought. Yes, they fought. Acwellen wasn't impressed by Ryce's size and strength and Ryce wasn't at all pleased to find a female in his territory that had the nerve to insult him. The quarreled which only escalated into fighting. It became clear to Ryce just how violent Acwellen is. Although he had assumed that with one of her size that she would be an easy challenge, he soon discovered that this hadn't been the case.
Surprisingly, despite their fighting, Acwellen hadn't managed to grievously wound Ryce nor kill him and Ryce hadn't been able to chase Acwellen off his territory or make her see that he was the stronger of the two. Eventually, their quarreling began to calm down. It had become obvious that where they weren't equals, their strengths complimented the other's in their differences. Where Acwellen was smaller but vicious, Ryce was larger and stronger but not as violent in nature. In fact, if Acwellen had never set foot into Ryce's territory and Acwellen hadn't been as challenging as she was they wouldn't have fought like they did. Soon, the two came to respect one another. That respect gradually grew into passion for one another. One cannot describe it as love since the two only mated for a short period of time before Acwellen became heavy with eggs. The eggs gestated in Acwellen for at least eight months before she laid them. Then, that was it with Smaug's parents' "love" for one another. Their sole focus had turned toward the clutch of eggs that they had rather than each other.
Several months passed while Ryce and Acwellen took turns of incubating their clutch. One parent would leave to hunt, drink and rest while the other would tend to the care of the eggs by breathing light flames on the eggs and watch over them. Of course, since they were fire drakes, light amounts of flame wouldn't be enough to kill the hatchlings inside. Instead, the light flames were necessary to incubate the eggs to help them form inside and grow.
Where his mother and father remained to incubate the eggs, their efforts weren't good enough. The other eggs had accidentally been trodden on during a fight with another dragon. It had been a dragon that smelled there was a clutch of eggs in the area. Since food wasn't easy to come by, this dragon wasn't beyond eating another dragon's clutch of eggs. Having already breathed flames on the eggs for a time, Ryce had been the one watching over the eggs this time around while Acwellen went to hunt. Spotting this strange dragon, Ryce grew violent when he saw the dragon approach the eggs. The two engaged in battle. Unfortunately, although he tried to keep himself from trodding on his own eggs while he stood between them and the other dragon, all it took was a shove to set Ryce off balance. There was a resounding crunch as he stepped onto his own eggs in attempt to prevent himself from losing his balance and his own life. This infuriated Ryce even more when he realized he had been forced to step onto his own clutch in the fight. The other dragon couldn't withstand the anger that Ryce had and fled with Ryce chasing after him in his fury. After chasing off the dragon, Ryce returned to find that where most of the eggs had been killed, one remained. That egg was Smaug.
After what had happened, Acwellen and Ryce decided to remain until their sole egg was ready to hatch. The two took turns incubating while the other would take watch. It was several months before, finally, they heard cracks and squeaks coming from their surviving egg. Considering their jobs done, both dragons went about their own separate ways without so much as giving the egg or their former mate a passing glance. Normally being solitary creatures, dragons only take care of the eggs until they hatch and then leave the hatchlings to fend for themselves.
Smaug didn't know who his parents were. The moment he hatched from his egg, Smaug was on his own. Smaug never got to meet any of them and it's believed they may have died since no word had been heard from either of them since then. It is assumed they were slain.
As a young hatchling, Smaug was timid of those larger than himself but vicious none the less. He had to be in order to survive in the burned lands that he hailed from. After all, other dragons weren't nice to other dragons. If he wasn't careful, one larger than he could easily have devoured him and thought nothing of it. Since he was a tiny dragon, there were a lot of dangers. A lot of predatory creatures would try to eat a dragon hatchling if given the chance.
Life, as a young dragon, was difficult. Finding food amongst dragons larger than one's self was no easy task. Most of the time, the larger dragons devoured huge amounts of prey that was around, leaving the young dragons to fight over what small pieces of food they could find left over or small prey that the larger dragons didn't care to hunt. Of course, during the time when Smaug was young, the larger dragons were dwindling in number. The war before had taken a large number of them, the greater ones, and more were slain over time. Some died from dragons killing each other over treasure, territory, a mate or even food. Some died from beings such as elves, dwarves or men seeking revenge or glory by killing a dragon. As a small dragon, Smaug had to resort to hiding a lot and squeezing into cracks that he could fit in. Life was pretty terrifying for Smaug. Where this wasn't the end for all of the dragon species, the greater ones were greatly diminishing.
Smaug was forced to fight other dragons his size over small prey. Where he didn't always win, Smaug usually escaped with his life. Sometimes, for days, he would go hungry because of needing to heal and because he was unable to win fights over food. Most of what he did and those his age did was driven by instinct. What was sad was that even at their young age, Smaug had to sometimes kill a fellow dragon. His own harsh environment was the sole reason why Smaug became as violent as he was today. Life had been like this for quite a long time for the young dragon.
There was one larger dragon, however, that Smaug encountered that didn't seem to consider eating him to be very beneficial. In fact, the other dragon was so large that eating a young dragon wouldn't be very filling. This dragon's name was Bron. He was a lazy dragon too. If he didn't spend time talking to Smaug, he would be fast asleep. At first, Smaug was afraid of the dragon. After much coaxing when Bron had noticed Smaug peering out at him, the younger dragon finally dared to come out into view. Assuring Smaug that he wasn't about to try and eat him, Bron asked him what his name was. When he discovered that Smaug didn't have a name yet nor knew how to speak, the dragon gave a derisive snort. It was annoying to find that Smaug was so young to not have a name yet. Noticing that the young dragon had a habit of having a trail of smoke about him and breathing small sparks of flame, that Bron decided to name him Smaug. Bron had become the first adult dragon that Smaug didn't fear.
In their companionship, Bron took it upon himself to teach Smaug how to speak. Bron was a very old dragon so wandering off to hunt wasn't something he could do very often. As a means of showing appreciation to the elder dragon for his companionship, Smaug would sometimes bring a few kills for the elder dragon to eat. Smaug had learned much from the elder dragon. Sadly, their friendship wouldn't last. What happened next became one of the reasons why Smaug came to despise dwarves.
Although men and elves contributed to the slaying of dragons as much as the dwarves did, what happened with Bron had caused Smaug's dislike of the dwarves. If things had been different, Smaug might have come to hate men or elves more instead if either race had been present during the time Bron had been killed. Smaug, after killing a deer he had happened upon, dragged it to the open terrain where Bron usually resided. When he got there, he heard loud, thunderous roars. They were Bron's and he sounded furious. Wondering what was going on, Smaug had left the prey he killed behind to look around. When he found Bron, the elder dragon had many arrows embedded into his soft underbelly. Although dragon scales were impenetrable, the underbelly scales weren't. Bron had many wounds there and it became clear to Smaug that the elder dragon was under attack. Being much too small at the time, all Smaug could do was watch as the elder dragon was taken down by little hairy beings. Just before he fell, Bron snarled at them and referred to those tiny two legged things as dwarves. When Bron fell dead, Smaug hated them for what they had done. The only friend he had in this nasty environment was killed and what for? Smaug saw them all cheer and then pick up golden trinkets. Smaug found that he liked the shine of whatever those circular, shiny things were but didn't dare go near. Instead, he found himself loathing these dwarves as they walked away. Some even passed a curse or two in the dead dragon's wake of defiled the dead dragon's body by spitting on it as they went.
Then one day, as he grew to be the size of a horse, Smaug was introduced to his first taste of dwarf. As a smaller dragon he had to be wary of them after what happened with Bron. Although most dwarves feared the dragons in the area they were quite keen on trying to kill a young dragon when they saw one as well. Smaug, before he grew to the size of a horse, remembered well how they used to chase him and threatened to kill him. One in particular, Smaug had a hard time with. Smaug would be minding his own business and this very dwarf would come rushing at him with axe in hand shouting at the top of his lungs. It was rather annoying for Smaug since he would always be in the middle of devouring his latest kill. It was because of this dwarf that he would sometimes go hungry because the dwarf would force him to abandon his kill and something else would take it. At times, Smaug would witness another young dragon being slain by this dwarf or by other dwarves. After all, as young dragons their scales weren't as protective as a fully grown dragon's had been. They were quite literally prey to many things even though they were dragons. Smaug feared dwarves and hated them as much as he did the elder dragons.
Now the size of a horse, Smaug had begun to take more opportunities when they were presented to him. After all, he was now getting much larger and he was winning more fights rather than losing. It was this fact that made him decide to try his luck on a lone dwarf that he happened upon while he had been out hunting. Smaug remembered this dwarf. He had been one of the ones that chased the other small dragons and Smaug numbers of times. Where Smaug had been wise to escape with his life, he hadn't forgotten the pain the dwarf had caused him or the times he went hungry. No, Smaug very much so had a vendetta for the dwarf as the dwarf had for him when he was smaller.
The dwarf was alone, axe in hand, walking warily through a mountain pass. He hadn't seen Smaug skulking in the shadows, leering down at him with hatred in his golden eyes. From the look of things, he had been attacked before by something. Judging by the trail of smoke that followed his singed hair and back, another dragon had to have attacked him. If there were others, they certainly weren't around anymore for this dwarf was alone. An evil dragon smile appeared on Smaug's face. Oh, revenge would be sweet!
As the dwarf rounded the corner, Smaug slithered out of the shadows and crept toward the passage. He had to be careful since the dwarf was armed and although his scales were a bit stronger now there was no telling what they could stand up against just yet. After many hunting trips, Smaug had learned how to sneak up silently behind prey. Unlike his usual prey, dwarves didn't have as keen of a hearing as Smaug's prey did and they couldn't smell as well. As he crept closer, Smaug's evil excitement grew.
The dwarf didn't even know Smaug was there until it was too late. The fight wasn't even really a fight. Smaug sprung upon the dwarf and snapped at his exposed head. The dwarf tried to fend him off but it was futile. Eventually, Smaug knocked the axe out of the dwarf's hand and gave him a face full of fire. Needless to say, at such a close proximity, the burn had been enough to sear through the dwarf's outer layers and killed him. It had been the first day that Smaug ever got the taste of dwarf. Once he got a taste, he couldn't stop. Their taste was no finer to the dragon. In an odd, twisted way, Smaug also viewed it as revenge for those times that this dwarf made him suffer and for the time when Bron was killed. Ever since then, Smaug would hunt dwarves now knowing that he could.
As you may have guessed by now, Smaug's favorite snack was that of dwarves and he ate many of them. Naturally attracted to shiny things, Smaug was rather enamored with treasure. As a smaller sized dragon he had been fortunate enough to kill dwarves that were transporting a chest of gold coins to one of their realms. Spilling the treasure chest's contents onto the ground, the young dragon discovered that when he laid down on it that it was nice and cool and soft. Thus, Smaug became attached to the treasure. Not only was it pretty but comfortable as well. Valuing pretty things and enjoying the feel for his bedding, Smaug wanted more. This motivated him to attack more dwarves and pillage their dwellings of treasure and gather it as he went. At the time, he was still a young dragon. So, what he had gained, he had lost to much larger and greedier dragons with the threat that if he didn't hand over his attained spoils, he would be killed. Not large enough then to contend with the greater dragons, Smaug often lost his spoils that way.
Nothing much had changed over the years except for Smaug's size gradually growing ever larger and his temper ever nastier. His mind grew ever more sharp and intelligent with time. Soon, Smaug was able to fend for himself against dragons that once had been much larger than himself. Knwoing that he could fight and chase off other dragons, with each new fight won, Smaug's arrogance grew as well. He soon became a dragon that other dragons feared and Smaug no longer came to fear other dragons since then. Eventually, he grew to be as large as his father. By this time, Smaug saw himself as invincible. Although he knew his underbelly scales were a weak point, he feared almost nothing now. As a large dragon, although still young in age and still not fully grown despite his size, Smaug lacked a treasure of his own. He had long since desired one ever since he had lost his spoils in the past when he had been smaller.
Eventually, Smaug's greed and desire for his own gold grew so much so that when he had heard of a treasure as great as Erebor's he set out to take it for himself. After all, he was one of the last greater dragons and it was almost unheard of to Smaug to be challenged by a dragon of equal size now. He could gain this treasure for himself without worry of losing it now to another dragon. Of course, this thought stemmed more so from arrogance than anything else. How had Smaug become so violent and vicious compared to his once timid and smaller self? Well, the fact that he won challenges he was faced with over time accompanied by his size and strength alone were what made his confidence grow over the years along with his might. With confidence and might, arrogance soon came after.
It was Smaug alone that destroyed Dale killing most of the men that resided there as he burned down their homes and the surrounding woods. There had been one man that fought him alone, firing great black arrows at Smaug's hide. Where the arrows were rather thick and bounced noticeably off of Smaug, the fire drake didn't realize that the final one the man fired before he killed him had been the one to knock off one of his scales underneath. Once he was finished with Dale, Smaug set his eyes on the mountain of Erebor. Just like a moth to a light bulb, Smaug went right for the front gate.
When Smaug reached the dwelling of the dwarves he breathed fire on those that looked upon him. Busting down the door, he killed all dwarves that he saw. His arrival forced the inhabitants that still lived to flee for their lives and live a life of exile. Having claimed the treasure for his own, Smaug settled upon it and it was here that he remained. Knowing fully well that he was vulnerable in his underbelly, Smaug sprawled himself upon the gold so that the jewels would embed into his scales. The result would later be a beautiful and impenetrable waistcoat to gaze upon. What Smaug didn't consider nor take into account was that maybe his very expensive waistcoat wasn't entirely invulnerable like he had thought it to be. That's how the bare patch on his left chest went undetected and remains a weakness of his. Unlike his normal scales that had still been intact, the indent in his left chest where the scale had been dislodged and lost because of the black arrow hadn't been able to touch any of the gold he slept upon. No gems or jewels of any sort had been able to embed there.
For decades to come, Smaug wrought havoc on those that still dwelt near the mountain. In the night, he would take people from their homes and devour them. Their terror was so great that it had caused the survivors of Dale to seek refuge in the lake itself and the remains of Dale and everything around the mountain was then called the Desolation of Smaug. The lake, Smaug didn't follow the men and it was there that Laketown was built.
With nothing to disturb him, Smaug only came out for a time to hunt and eat. After a while, he went deep into the mountain where his newly acquired treasure had been and slept upon it. In fact, he slept for so long that others wondered if the dragon had died. Yet, no one dared to go to the mountain lest the new king were awoken from his slumber. There, Smaug laid fast asleep for some time...until the arrival of Thorin's company...and one particular Hobbit.
(Note: I'm not sure if there are those that still haven't seen the movies or read the book. Therefore, I left that opening near the end without going into detail on how the movie DoS went.)
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