Somewhere in Hell's great lake of fire is a hidden island made of pure gold. An ever-growing mountain of gold coins, chalices, idols, and other glimmering finery rises from the flames, and at its top is a majestic golden throne. Atop that throne rests a
Dragon — but although Fury is known as the Dragon Queen of Hell, she rarely assumes draconic shape. Those who dare to gaze upon her majesty see a woman of unbelievable strength and beauty. Seven feet tall, she is draped in an ash-black dress that crackles with tiny flames like smoldering coals. Her skin is tanned, and patches of golden scales burst seemingly at random across her face, arms, and slender, powerful legs. An unruly mane of crimson hair cascades down her back and a pair of onyx horns curl from her brow, just as wings of smoke and flame emerge from her back.
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Fury's arrogance may be her undoing. Even as a mortal dragon, she saw humanoid beings as little more than insects. Now as an
Archdevil, Fury's hubris has only grown. She begins all combat in her fiendish form unless circumstances require her to fight as a dragon.
At the beginning of combat, Fury spreads damage as widely as she can, demonstrating her power to as many creatures as possible. When she is forced to assume draconic form, Fury realizes that her opponents are not as weak as she suspected, and focuses her fire on a single creature to kill it as fast as possible, then raise its soul as a devil using her Lair Action. Even in this state, she fights without care, for she knows she will soon be reborn in Hell if she is killed outside the inferno. If she finds herself in any danger of defeat within Hell's borders, Fury plane shifts away to her old lair on the Material Plane to recuperate. She seethes with anger at not just her wounded pride, but also the loss of her mighty treasure and of such a critical disruption in her war against
Asmodeus. Any adventurers who force Fury to retreat in such an undignified manner rise to the top of her list of nemeses.
Fury has sworn to dethrone Asmodeus, and has chosen weapons and developed a breath weapon specifically designed to destroy fiends — and to slaughter celestials — in case the gods of the upper planes decide that her quest to kill the King of Hell is a threat to the cosmic balance. Curiously, the
Magic Asmodeus used to transform Feth'razaal into a devil still lingers in Fury's draconic form, and any creature that she bites may begin to turn into a devil itself. This suits Fury well enough, as it lets her tear through mortal opponents as if they were Asmodeus's servants.
Lair
Fury rest upon a treasure hoard befitting an archdevil, an island of molten gold in
Avaritia, her layer of hell.
History
Fury was once a dragon who ruled over the
Kingdom of Whiteshore. In those days, she was known as Feth'razaal Goldenhide, because her ebony-blue scales were studded with the golden tribute she demanded from her subjects. In time, however, her hunger for power and wealth surpassed her subjects' ability to pay homage, especially after the War of the white gold, and she exacted tribute another way: by claiming the souls of the dead. As her once-great realm fell into decline, Fury hoarded more and more souls until she was visited by Asmodeus, Lord of Hell.
The King of Hell admired Feth'razaal's vast bounty of souls, and greeted her on one knee and offered her a band of Hell-forged gold. He sought her hand in marriage and she accepted his proposal. Feth'razaal knew that the King of Hell could not be trusted, and she knew that his proposal was a selfish gesture prodigiously stuffed with false humility, but she was flattered despite her better judgment. She took the pleasing shape of one of Hell's greatest warriors, the mighty Erinyes, and wedded Asmodeus in his great citadel. She vowed silently to match her treacherous new husband scheme for scheme, and wrest power from him just as he sought to undo hers.
But the game grew wearisome after centuries of play. The artifice of love and loyalty wore thin for both Asmodeus and his queen. Feth'razaal's disgust for the selfish, arrogant, and oft-distant King of Hell grew boundless, and one day she confronted Asmodeus on his iron throne. She took his ring from her talon, popped it in her mouth like a sweet, and spat the molten gold — melted by her dragonflame — in Asmodeus's face, then departed, vowing one day to claim Hell as her own and rule it as its rightful queen. Asmodeus was stunned for only an instant before he rose in fury and demanded his wife's head on a platter, but in that instant of shock, Feth'razaal had already gathered her numerous allies within the courts of Hell and flown from her old palace.
Feth'razaal discarded her old name — one which had been tainted by centuries of false love — when she broke her vow with the King of Hell and took on a new title that encompassed her boundless ambition and wrath: Fury. In the intervening eons, Fury carved out a mighty domain within the inferno and named herself an
Archdevil. Many of the souls she claimed as a dragon millennia ago now loyally serve her as fiendish warriors, preferring the devil they know over the tyrannical rule of Asmodeus. Others take mortal form and venture into the world of the living to steal and pillage gold or souls to deliver tribute to their queen — just as they did in life. Someday, Fury knows she and her armies will grow powerful enough to dethrone Asmodeus once and for all. Until then, she is content to bide her time and live in luxury as Fury, Dragon Queen of Hell.
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