Dracoprimus

You're the Dragons' Last Hope In their hour of need What can you do Fight the foe Or run from the greed? Once they were mighty Once they were proud Once they could fight The dragons now Must run from this cloud. You're the Dragons' last Hope Their deaths seem at hand How will you live Defending your friends Or fleeing the Land? From hell you were saved From hell you came From hell they paved The path you took To cleanse your shame. You're the Dragons' Last Hope Their blood stains our soil How will you act Fight with valor Or cringe and recoil? When you were homeless When you were bare When you were loveless The dragons brought you Into t

You're the Dragons' Last Hope In their hour of need What can you do Fight the foe Or run from the greed? Once they were mighty Once they were proud Once they could fight The dragons now Must run from this cloud. You're the Dragons' last Hope Their deaths seem at hand How will you live Defending your friends Or fleeing the Land? Once they saved you From your own greed The time has come To repay the deed. You're the Dragons' Last Hope They cry for your help Hear every cry For, you are now The Dragons' Last Hope

Gather round while I tell ye a tale in the way of the old ones. In the land of Calah, where the night itself can take a man's soul, there lived a man who could walk through the night without fear of death and had the ability to construct rafts which could float up stream on command. this man lived at the mouth of the river Werros, a place considered to be the most dangerous area outside of the underlands. Every rising of the liar's moon he would board his raft, the Paradox, and ride the river into the city of Caros, where he would trade his rafts for the items he could not make at his abode. This continued without change until one rising wh