The world was different once. Dragons soared in the skies and aided the kingdom of man. The Empire prospered, magic was in a time of resonance, the Imperial army kept peace and order throughout the realm, and the Dragoknight Legion at its head was beloved by all. So it was for an age. That age has died. Pride and apathy seeped into the ruling hearts of the Empire, like a slow venom, which poisoned man's bond with Dragonkind, and eventually, sundered it entirely. The once-honored Dragoknight legion is scattered, scorned and abandoned by its people. The hearts of the Empire are torn between ancient magic and new technology. The roads and wilderness are no longer safe as the army which once policed it has dwindled or been replaced by little more than mercenaries of the crown.
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