Sacred:Dragons

Dragons are magnificent in their splendor. Among the largest of the native life of Ancaria, they are also among the most feared. Merely a touch of their breath is sufficient to incinerate many of their enemies – humans and elves and all of their ilk being numbered therein.

The dragon prefers to slaughter in close combat, using his powerful claws to quickly sunder flesh from bone. It is never safe by a dragon's side. But keeping a distance is not safety either – for the dragon swiftly turns and expels a noxious mix of fermented gases that quickly ignites into gargantuan flames when mixed with the surrounding air – consuming the unwary in a fiery inferno.

Stay back a bit more, you suggest. Nay, stay back much further, I say. For dancing just outside the dragons breath may be the most dangerous of all. It appears that through their close proximity to evil sorcerers of the past, dragons have acquired some magical skills as well. With a mere shake of her head, little more than a nod, she will cast down a hail of fiery meteors from the heavens, obliterating those that taunt her.

And yet, not all dragons are the enemy of humankind. Loromir of Drakenden has proven a boon.