Saffron_Majesty
Intinn dhá rí.
A cool strong wind from the north blew over the stinking and bustling mega-city of Parenth, momentarily alleviating its fifty million citizens of the stench of fried street food and rotting garbage. The world had changed. Five thousand years ago, humans still arrogantly believed that they roamed their mother earth, unaccompanied by other intelligent races. What had actually happened is that the magical races of old had appeared much earlier than humans on the timeline of earth and decided to stay hidden. Five thousand years ago was the fateful day that the magic races came out of concealment. Of course, there was a great war and creatures of magic were pushed back further and further until the most ancient of all races awakened and shifted the tide, the dragons. Power beings the size of mountains and with wings that could cut down small cities. The great five dragons Arlock, Bisala, I'm unculturede, Grindenferth, and Brall decreed after they had ended the wars, that peace was to be the standard and those who should seek chaos would reap the whirlwind of the mighty dragons.
1000 years passed and peace was abundant, but after all, different races will always have those to conspire against each other. A grand wizard from the Coven of Seven Hells, Bramstorn the great, developed a plague that wiped out many humans and had an effect on the ancient dragons. The beasts of times past were weakened and all of them perished save one, Arlock, the white dragon of the blue flame. He went into hiding and was never seen after the attack. Bramstorn was killed for he treason against the races and with the populations more or less equal, the humans and the magic folk had no choice but to live among one another in strained judgmental peace. But now four thousand years later in the year 2100, the world has been without its dragons and the peace between humans and the magic folk are beginning to fall apart.
1000 years passed and peace was abundant, but after all, different races will always have those to conspire against each other. A grand wizard from the Coven of Seven Hells, Bramstorn the great, developed a plague that wiped out many humans and had an effect on the ancient dragons. The beasts of times past were weakened and all of them perished save one, Arlock, the white dragon of the blue flame. He went into hiding and was never seen after the attack. Bramstorn was killed for he treason against the races and with the populations more or less equal, the humans and the magic folk had no choice but to live among one another in strained judgmental peace. But now four thousand years later in the year 2100, the world has been without its dragons and the peace between humans and the magic folk are beginning to fall apart.