Draconium is a Free City of the Realm of Metal, its spires and forges rising from the ever-changing alchemical landscapes of Chamon. Here the works of civilisation are wrought in gleaming alloy and enduring stone, and the industry of the Cities of Sigmar turns without cease, arming the armies of Order for the endless wars that grip the Mortal Realms.
Chamon is a realm of transmutation and shifting substance, where the very earth may turn from lead to gold and back again, and where the laws of matter bend to arcane and alchemical forces. To build a lasting city in such a place is a triumph of will and craft, and Draconium's founders raised their bastion in defiance of the mutable chaos that surrounds it. Its metallurgists and engineers are counted among the finest in the realms.
Yet the city is beset, as all bastions of Order are, by the ceaseless pressure of ruin. Chaos warbands and stranger horrors covet its wealth and its forges, and its garrisons must ever be ready to march. Draconium endures through the strength of its industry and the resolve of its people, a beacon of manufacture and might amid a realm where nothing stays the same for long.