Post by neveralone on Dec 5, 2010 11:14:06 GMT -5
Legends of dragon riders are everywhere these days. Humans riding lizard-like beasts with wings, soaring through the skies propelled by nothing but their power and hearts. In the heat of the moment, they are the ones to rush in and take over, saving the day.
Alas, they are needed once more.
The world is thrown into peril. Fires burn randomly in villages, the causes never known. Cities are thrown into all out chaos, people killing each other for no known reason. The gods have seemed to abandon them when they were needed the most.
But there is one last hope. The dragon riders.
These humans, elves, and other creatures that walk on two legs ride the grand beasts of deserts, mountains, water, and skies. They are only seen when they are needed most. And now, their abilities are finally put to the test.
These riders are the newest generation. Their beasts are young, as are they, but they feel the calling. Slowly, one by one, they are arriving at the capital city of Gareth. This city is highly populated, filled with kind people, as well as thugs and snobs. It is a clean city.
Or, at least, it was. That was until the chaos started.
Now, however, it is burning, the houses of the outer rim of the large city falling to pieces, children walking the streets and getting mauled just like everyone else. As one travels through the streets, he or she realizes that it only gets worse. The only one who hasn't lost his mind is the King. He was the one that has called their final hope...
These new riders must now ban together to find a way to stop what is happening to their world. Fights will break out among them, the chaos will call. But in the end they will prevail. It's either that or the destruction of the world...