Samardag, loyal to his moniker, always saw the good side of each situation. For him, the sky was always blue, the weather was always fine, and tomorrow would always be a better day. He could have been rich if not for his soft heart that led him to help anyone with a pitiful story.
At the start of the Tyranny of Dragons,[as of when?] Samardag attached his wagon full of fragile porcelain to a great caravan that, unbeknownst to him, was full of Cult of the Dragon agents transporting treasures for the Hoard of the Dragon Queen.