-----Age of Shadows-----
Once upon a time, dragons lived together in harmony. There was no war between the elemental factions, and even most other species remained at peace with the dragons. It was their golden years, an age in which they built empires, kingdoms, all united together under the rule of the Dragon King.
This King was a massive Fire Wyrm by the name of Hyruvial, and he ruled over his subjects with kindness and wisdom, supervising and sanctioning the building of many different fortresses so the species could live in relative comfort- for the Fire Wyrms the fortress Veluriel in the volcanic lands in the south, for the Ice Wyrms the fortress Agiarion in the icy lands of the north, for the Sea Wyrms the fortress Iliorius in the Eastern sea, for the Sky Wyrms the fortress Aethorian in the Nor'Eastern timberlands, for the Earthdwellers the fortress Torlyn in the Sou'Eastern desert, for the Storm Wyrms the fortress Kelvyrin in the Nor'Western taiga,
for the Swamp Wyrms the fortress Akelial in the western marshes, and for the Light Wyrms the fortress Telyiorius in the Sou'Western mountains. In the center of all of them was Koliarial, the capital, where dragons of every elemental type were welcome, and where Hyruvial himself resided. Dragons were revered and respected by the other races- both by other dracons, and by the men, elves, and dwarves that then inhabited the land. Everything seemed perfect. The dragon empire was unshakable.
But even the golden age crumbled away.
One elemental faction had not chosen to reside with those on the surface- for though most were no less law-abiding than those from the other factions, the Shadow Wyrms preferred the cool dark of the caves to the bright sunlight above. They ventured out at night, into the moonlight, and slept during the day. Some feared them for this, but most simply accepted it. Yet it was here in the darkness that the first shockwaves passed through Hyruvial's empire...
Akelak, the Shadow Wyrm lord, had begun to grow old. His throne would soon pass to his son, Zurilor, the whispering one. Zurilor had often served as tactical general to his father, but over the years his heart had grown clouded by darkness. He no longer was content with the prospect of receiving his father's throne- he wanted Hyruvial's. So he spread whisperings among his tribesmen, convincing many of them to forsake their following to Hyruvial and follow him instead. But one dragon refused to yield. Torik, orphaned from hatching, had grown up in Korikaliel- the Shadow Wyrms' name for the network of caves in which they made their home- and had witnessed Zurilor's descent to darkness. He sought desperately to counter Zurilor's evil whisperings, and many did stand behind him, but more still followed Zurilor. When Akelak died and Zurilor succeeded them, the Shadow Wyrms rose behind him one night and launched an attack on Koliarial. Torik and his little band had reached it first and warned Hyruvial, but already it was too late. Zurilor's force outnumbered even Hyruvial's, and nearly all of Hyruvial's soldiers- including Hyruvial himself- were slain. Torik's little band too fared badly, and most were found dead in the dawn's light. Yet Torik himself was never found, nor were a small remnant of his warriors. Some say that Hyruvial, when the fighting grew the fiercest, predicted the outcome of the battle and sent them away, through some long-forgotten passage, to lick their wounds and regain their strength for the coming days, when the factions would once again be united.
Yet Zurilor's blow had struck deeper than even he had imagined. The factions took sides, blaming each other for what had happened. The kingdom crumbled, leaving Zurilor with both Korikaliel and Ahezvael- the central province where the ruins of Koliariel now stood. Wars broke out between the factions, while Zurilor set his soldiers to the task of rebuilding Koliariel as the capital of a new kingdom- HIS kingdom...
...I am probably going to transfer that stupidly long intro into a project so it doesn't take up so much space here >.<
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