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There are seven kinds of "pure" dragons in our world. Of those, three are beacons of good (white, blue, and green) and three (gold, red, and black) are the gates to evil. The last kind of dragon acts as a fulcrum from which the scale tips toward good or evil, this is the gray dragon.
From times long since forgotten a gray dragon has always led the council of seven. This sterile mix of pure blood white and black dragons has always had the scope of mind and the prowess of physical body to lead the six eldest dragons of the other types against any threat be it external or internal. Perhaps this is why there has only been two times the dragons went to war.
At the first war the lesser races where only beginning to master magic and the forging of bronze was giving way to iron. There were two dragon cities then one for the council, silver cliffs, and one for the exiles that tried to rebel 200 years before, Talon Peaks. The only gray dragon was in his twilight, and that is when the dragon slayers came. They were not of this world, they brought with them skills and magic formidable to any dragon. The dragons went to war with the slayers on this world, while the gray dragon led a small group to battle the slayers in there own world. No one knows what happened there but the slayers stopped coming.
The second war wasn't long after. The lesser races now forged with iron and reached their pinnacle of the arcane arts. The council of six in the silver cliffs were on the verge of war with the unsuspecting dragon city of Talon Peaks. The exiles begot to many half breeds and now the council of six wanted dragons blood and they would have dragons blood, just not as the suspected. A new type of dragon appeared, with strength to rival even a gray in his prime arrived. They were masters of stealth and force with greed for there motivation. The force dragon may well be why the slayers strucked with such passion, fore these dragons were of the same world. The council of six was lucky to find there seventh, a gray dragon living among the exiles of Talon Peaks. It was this dragon, little older then a groundling that managed to join the cities and seal the gateway to the other world.
Such wars were long ago. Now the lesser races are forgetting the arcane arts and boast of the glories of chemistry and a weapon they call the gun. In ages gone by we dragons were legends to the lesser races, always mentioned never seen or known. Now the elves, dwarves, and men know we exist, evident from our forsaken half breeds. They search for us and it is only a matter of time til they find us hiding in Silver Peaks, the only dragon city at the worlds edge.
From times long since forgotten a gray dragon has always led the council of seven. This sterile mix of pure blood white and black dragons has always had the scope of mind and the prowess of physical body to lead the six eldest dragons of the other types against any threat be it external or internal. Perhaps this is why there has only been two times the dragons went to war.
At the first war the lesser races where only beginning to master magic and the forging of bronze was giving way to iron. There were two dragon cities then one for the council, silver cliffs, and one for the exiles that tried to rebel 200 years before, Talon Peaks. The only gray dragon was in his twilight, and that is when the dragon slayers came. They were not of this world, they brought with them skills and magic formidable to any dragon. The dragons went to war with the slayers on this world, while the gray dragon led a small group to battle the slayers in there own world. No one knows what happened there but the slayers stopped coming.
The second war wasn't long after. The lesser races now forged with iron and reached their pinnacle of the arcane arts. The council of six in the silver cliffs were on the verge of war with the unsuspecting dragon city of Talon Peaks. The exiles begot to many half breeds and now the council of six wanted dragons blood and they would have dragons blood, just not as the suspected. A new type of dragon appeared, with strength to rival even a gray in his prime arrived. They were masters of stealth and force with greed for there motivation. The force dragon may well be why the slayers strucked with such passion, fore these dragons were of the same world. The council of six was lucky to find there seventh, a gray dragon living among the exiles of Talon Peaks. It was this dragon, little older then a groundling that managed to join the cities and seal the gateway to the other world.
Such wars were long ago. Now the lesser races are forgetting the arcane arts and boast of the glories of chemistry and a weapon they call the gun. In ages gone by we dragons were legends to the lesser races, always mentioned never seen or known. Now the elves, dwarves, and men know we exist, evident from our forsaken half breeds. They search for us and it is only a matter of time til they find us hiding in Silver Peaks, the only dragon city at the worlds edge.