I finally finished the dragon I've been working on for the last couple of weeks. He's been a pain in the butt, but here he is. And, unlike Rokar who has a couple of pieces glued on and Voldin who can't stand up on his own, Scaraflaga is legitimate and solid.
Hundreds of years before the Great Wars, the Dwarves of Orius had a war with the dragons of the north. Every dragon south of Norik was either killed or forced through giant Lerial doors and locked in a subterranean cavern known as Niatnuum for the rest of their lives. Every dragon, that is, except for Scaraflaga. He, being thousands of years old and very wise, escaped with only his wings sheared off by Dwarven axes and fled into the forests of northern Ruskar where his filth soon turned a beautiful forest full of life and light into a dark, dreary swamp devoid of it. He wasn't seen for hundreds of years and was thought to be dead or gone until he was killed and resurrected by the sorcerer Adennon during the second Great War.
The head turns left and right.
A closeup of the head.
The jaw opens.
How I did the scoots on his back.
A size comparison with Rokar and Voldin. Scaraflaga dwarfs the other two, yet (in my story) Rokar defeats both Scaraflaga and Drynenog (an ice dragon but I'm not going to build him).
A closer size comparison with Voldin.
And, finally, a size comparison with a minifig. "Okay. We get it; he's huge."
Quoting Daniel Brilliant
Nice dragon, he looks menacing and well armored. The posture is regal too. those teeth are pretty clever. I can see why this dragon is so cranky; he needs to see the dentist!
Thanks! I tried a lot of new techniques with this one and I figured with how big he is that I ought to build him jam-packed with detail. I'm surprised no one else has commented on this; thanks for being the first!