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FIRE.

"Long before man knew us, dragons ruled the earth. When man hunted our kind, many died, or faded away. Those of us who stayed learned to avoid man, until he could be avoided no longer.

But we had magic stronger than man. That magic, and evolution, brought us to where we are, and now we walk among you, as one of you.

And our time will come again."

-- Queen Mother

The Queen Mother of all the Dragons lies dying.

She has been dying for a thousand years, but now her death is imminent. She is the last of the reigning dragons, the Blue dragons who have reigned for nearly half a million years. When she passes, she will leave no heir.

Several other castes have mobilized to correct this. Several are trying to alter the caste system by putting themselves in charge. Others are interposing themselves to defend the current system.

And one, one alone, has taken it upon herself to try to bear a blue. An heir to the millenia-old right to the dragon throne.

The White dragons, currently out of favor, attempt to alter the balance by trying to regain the crown their dynasty lost all those long years ago. Their mission: Find the new Blue and kill him.

Dragons are addicted to order.

Many of them work in positions of law-enforcement, politics, firefighting, physics, and so forth. They like any job where they can play a part in keeping the forces of entropy at bay and thus free themselves from the threat of chaos and disorganization.

Even the most evil and self-serving of dragons lives to this end. If anything threatens the order the dragons have created, every dragon will feel it.

Without a ruler, every single dragon stops what they are doing, dedicating themselves to the restoration of a royal line.

But there is one dragon, one who separated himself from the others many years ago to live life as a man. He is the Black Fire, and his is the responsibility to lead the others to order and a new monarch.

If only he lives long enough to take it.