The time of dragons was once a magnificent era. Dragons roamed the lands freely, with no fear of anything. Predators were few to the dragons and only disease or hunger could really kill them. Until they were discovered by humans. One man, the leader of the first travelers, named Justainian wanted to kill the beasts for their own game. Justainian's brother, Oroludeous wanted to make peace with the creatures and work together with them in order to survive. The two men were opposites. A little amazed by the dragons, the people decided to vote for Oroludeous's option. Infuriated, Justainian left during the night with only a few followers.
During the new settlement, the village was built. Orouldeous went off with a few men and the dragons became allies. Humans would ride them and were called Flyers. Flyer's were trained to ride dragons and be able to use the advantages. Dragons were able to communicate with the humans with few human words, but the humans were able to learn Dragon Speak. Years passed and Justainian hadn't returned...until one dark night. The village had been built in a forest, one of the dragon's favorite habitats. There were hot springs and lots of game. During his absence, Justainian had recruited men who were willing to face the large beasts. They attacked at night. Many dragons were killed and only a few remain now. The Flyers and dragons had agreed on a secret place hidden deep in the mountains to meet if anything like this happened. The village was conquered in a night and Justainian killed Oroludeous with his own hand. The era of Flyers had narrowed, the time of Hunters began.
