There can be no health in us, nor any good thing grow,
for the land is one with the Dragon, and he one
with the land. Soul of fire, heart of stone, in pride he
conquers, forcing the proud to yield. He calls upon the
mountains to kneel, and the seas to give way, and the very
skies to bow. Pray that the heart of stone remembers tears,
and the soul of fire, love. We are Dragons.
We are Dragons. Borne of the fire of Hades and quenched by the cold of Valhalla, we roam the lands of Alter Aeon in search of the immortality that was plucked from us by the evil Dentin. Fiercely loyal to our kin and brethren, we are mild-mannered in nature but ravaging destructive hoards when angered. We hunt for the pure pleasure of the kill. Experience is but a minute part of our destiny. We welcome death as the supreme teacher as it brings us closer to immortality. Wrath and torment follow those who oppose us.
Talon
Sniff
Erana
Ghostdancer
Zetan
Sadira
Khaos
Kismet
Redrum
SHOTGUN LOTHAR STRYKER MEGADETH
JALPAR DANA ASP CARLO AERIK KOSH
NAMIRA SARYON DRIZT SPUD OVID CROW EPICIII
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