And so they took flight across the world-sea, seeking the land from which they had been driven. More than two ages hence, the dragons had been chained by the Dragonlords, bound in service to their whims; in turn, a group of the free dragons brought war upon all mortalkind within those lands. There were no victors in that dreadful war. All but one fled beyond the reaches of any beyond their own, biding their anger in secret until they could have their vengeance. At last, that day had come. His scales were black as the deepest night, his wings covered with iron barbs, and his heart filled with malice for those who had killed his brethren hundreds of years ago: Nahkriindrun. It had not always been his name, but it had been his to take. And all would come to fear it.
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Wow! That is amazing.
Nice! Makes for an excellent sky box texture