Dragon Lore History written by Dilandau Ciel
The Bard finished his song. The last few clear notes hung in the air for some time before fading away. As the crowd gathered about him showed their appreciation he settled more comfortably onto his stool by the fire and drank deeply from his tankard, sighing gratefully as the cool liquid refreshed his parched throat. He finished his drink and placed the empty tankard at his feet, his movements smooth and deliberate. The crowd were quiet again now and he looked around at them.
Many expectant eyes met his. He took a deep breath and began his tale.
"Very little is known about the first age" His voice settled into the lilting cadence of the bard, filling the words with power and substance.
"What we do know is that the lands were vast and fertile, and that magic pervaded all it was strong and ordered and those who wielded it were powerful and wise. But the first age was ending, and it was in these final years of the first age that Rothen, a human child, was born. It was in these final years, that Morden, the Defiler, first appeared in these lands. As Rothen grew from child to young man he heard of the atrocities of Morden.
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