This soul mech is clearly crafted as a meticulous miniature great wyrm silver dragon, each scale is a miniature cog. Though each cog spins, the cogs seems to have no directly obvious purpose. Though just before the miniature soul mech discharged a blast of arcane energy certain patterns of motion and sounds are produced that an intellegent Individual could use to determine the type of energy about to be discharged. (Spellcraft check at normal DC)

Originally a dragonwrought kobold of over 127 years old, he was from from a primitive world. Ignorant of the larger dragon empire Ssvear was just an ordinary adventurer, facing what he thought was, just another big bad evil dragon. He was not a leader of his group despite his age, he didn't even have altruistic reasons for fighting. He was just angry at loosing day after day year after year, for over a century.

The day he assulted the red dragon's lair, he was not the only one attacking, but the enemy of his enemy was his friend, so he didn't question their assistance. He flung himself into combat with more enthusiasm then sense. He survived longer then he expected thanks to his experience as a warrior for the last 1.25 centuries, but he was on death's door as the dead and dying were being checked after the dragon's hard won defeat.

Apparently during the assult he impressed someone enough to convince them to offer a way to continue his "life". He facing death as a certainty was willing to do whatever it took to continue his life. When he accepted the offer the person offered an extension of his life if he would do ...what he thought he was already doing...

But upon getting his new life he realized just how small his world was, and never one to back out on a pact made before his god, he keeps his oath to this day.

He serves the military of The dragon house that saved him. He currently fills the role as a modified close air support drone capable of high altitude or orbital insertion.