
"The truly powerful among us are the quietest , most unobtrusive. The same holds true for dragons..."
Flama, the Dragon of Flame"From the darkened depths of the shadows, she rises swift as the wind, flame-bright, proud as a hawk. The moonlight glittering on her graceful form. She is a creature of great mystery and majesty - beautiful, noble, valiant, and deadly. Her silver voice can lure men to their doom, her brightly shining claws rend flesh from bone. And the same sculptured fangs that grace her smile has charmed beasts into becoming her dinner. Even her eyes, so full of lovely wisdom are mesmerizing, an enchanting trap. Beware the perilous beauty of the female dragon - and, even as you do, surrender to her."
Vento, the Dragon of Wind"The rush of wings beating against the air, fill the sky with haunting songs of freedom, as cast glistening forms dance upon lightning, colors spinning out in bright prism-ed array, blazing within a blue-white corona shining. Rain falls in sheets, splashing, laughing, covering the brilliantly twirling dragons, as they dance to the thunder's musical notes, celebrating life and one another, joyfully. Talon-ed hands caressing, as they soar, part, and rush at one another, gently touching. The crash of a monstrous bolt as they merge, sunders the luminous sky and damp earth below. The glory of their flight is burned, upon the other and upon their hearts, forever."
Ouro, the Gold Dragon"Five thousand years and some ago the dragons lived, for it is written in the books of lore...in a time long gone before. And man was growing in the land becoming like the desert sand. Wherever dragons had their home man was fearful there to roam. But as their number grew in count man's strength and fearlessness did mount. Often men did they venture far to kill a dragon - called it war. Until the dragons knew the day had come. No other was but to put a fearful end to the slaughtering bands of men. Then followed war, which scorched the lands and put a stop to slaughtering bands. And after all was said and done man retreated - no battle won. Few dragons in the world remained with death and turmoil - what was gained? Leaving with remaining kin the dragons were not seen again. For deep within the mountain caves the dragons chanted over graves and took on them the forms of men that slaughter would not rise again."
Trueno, the Dragon of Lightning"Can you coax the ancient knowledge from a silent dragon? Many are not likely to divulge their centuries of secrets..."
Trevas, the Dragon of Darkness"Darkness, shadows, silence. All concealing what is in the night. Look deeper, penetrate the darkness and see what lurks in the heart. A sight beyond reality lurks there, a slight beyond reality lurks there, a sight many fear. A dragon in full glory stands, waiting to be heard. Many fight it, fearing the unknown, knowing not what they do. The dragon does not fight, wisdom guiding its thoughts. Death comes to the dragon, yet it lives still in the heart, which will never forget what it felt when the dragon was there."
Oceano, the Dragon of the Sea"Riding the waves and proclaiming the true intent in the hearts of men, wielding his mighty trident, he is the scourge of any sailor with evil in his heart. He's the guardian of purity and his anger can be as devastating as his blessing is full of bliss."
Preta, the Black Dragon"As the army of goblins and trolls breached the outer walls of the keep, the air became thick with menace. The sky turned to night, and as the dragon's wings beat like funeral drums, the army of darkness knew the meaning of fear..."
Gemeo, the Two-Headed Dragon"A dragon is a force of nature, diving through elemental time, a dragon lives in silent hours, living in tapestries of rhyme, a dragon sings eternal songs, a dragon reads the words of right, a dragon fights to right all wrongs, and to hold back eternal night, a dragon lives to fight for beauty, soaring free into the sky, a dragon feels the call of duty, even when they know they will die. A dragon burns the soul of anguish, a dragon fills the heart with light, a dragon heals all those that languish, and show the blind true sight. These dragons are not found, though their words rind free, from sky to ground, from forest to tree. They are the dancers, the walkers of stars, searching to give the power to fly on wings of strident poetry."
Fogo, the Dragon of Fire"Iridescent wings shimmer with the rising sun as a dragons bellows a glorious roar after a night's rampage. The crumbling remains of an edifice serves as a perch for the dragon as it surveys its surroundings."
Raio, the Dragon of Light"The earth shakes, the sun rolls, and in the heavens above the moon quakes, the stars stroll like they're in love because of this day, born on earth a dragon is calling its name. In some way at its birth, eternity shakes for a day...this is a dragon, a creature of fire and of steel, a beast of bright wisdom, a beast of flagon of brimming hope that I feel, of mastery in made-Dom, of truth and of fire in its heart. Eternity within us shows us the way to embrace the day, it is the dragon's start and all around us, we see evil fall away."
Deus, the Divine Dragon"O Lord, who made the dragon, and the dragon's open sky, and gave to me a dragon's soul; a dragon's urge to fly - Let me rejoice in my grandeur, let me not grow vain! Let me have the joy of all the shining gold I've stored, let no pauper - dragon go forth starving from my hoard. And Lord, should the need arise and I be called to fight, Dragon-maker, make me victor, and, God - help that knight!"
Tierra, the Dragon of the Earth"Freedom comes when the mind is free. Free from work, free of reality, the mind soars to new heights and places. This is where we live. Reality can not comprehend us, we go beyond the laws of physics, the impossible is possible, and knowledge is meaningless. Few people know of us, yet all are able to see us. We're in the books, in the art, seek us and you will find us. Not in reality, but in your heart."
Agua, the Dragon of Water"A crown, a sword, a goblet... these objects makeup a small portion of loot this dragon has accumulated over time. What tales or rumors can woven about the original owners of there fine artifacts, and what of their demise?"
Sombra, the Dragon of Shadow"The magnificent jewel had been the sought after prize of many treasure seekers. Those who could take this jewel would have untold wealth and good fortune until the end of their days. However, many a story had been told of the great guardian who protected this treasure; those foolish enough to try and win the prize would return no more..."
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