Some people want to raise dragons, some want to ride them, but some want to BE THEM. The Great Wryms have caverns scattered all over the known and unknown world. Clans come together during mating times and for war against the lesser races. It has been a long time since the last war, but trouble is afoot and the elves and humans have been massing armies. The dwarves have kept to themselves and still send their yearly tributes, something the ground and tree dwellers quit doing years ago. If it is a war that they seek they shall find more than they expected.
Name: Age: In Centuries Dragon Clan: Type: Hoard: A tiny pile of gems Alliances: Enemies:
Ya, I got a hatchling myself and named it Dwarven Nightmare. 2 others are cracking.
Name: Skye Age: 4 centuries Dragon Clan: Yll'n Gor Type: Wyvern Hoard: A tiny pile of gems Alliances: Not sure... Enemies: Not sure...
Seeing the word Wyvern made me want to play the game where you battled other riders and their mounts but all I could find when searching was rpgs.
You are scouting along the elven border when suddenly 3 arrows fly up at you. They come nowhere near reaching, but the attackers could use a good lesson.
Name: Shadow Age: 1 centuries. Dragon Clan: none. Type: fire. Hoard: A tiny pile of gems Alliances: Not sure... Enemies: Not sure...
A mighty fire dragon you have little to fear but water. You avoid it at all costs lest your inner flame be extinguished. You fly overhead looking for something of interest and you see a small band of dwarves.