Primeval forces
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Death, pestilence and decay
The first and most horrific, Zhaitan the AccursedBeing first encountered force of nature, the great aspect of death itself, Zhaitan, has unleased terrible plagues and the curse of undeath first onto the lands neighbouring the mysteriously risen nation of Orr, then on the entire southern march of human kingdoms. Scheming, hedonistic and elusive, the dragon plots to eventually overpower his brethren by strength alone - every drop of blood on the ground is to amplify Zhaitan. Servants of his too believe they are superior to everyone else: After all, having a fortitude and strength in undeath vastly improves subjects ability to enforce that vision
His forces are many, his strength is in death itself, and all the living, be it of free will and flesh or branded by other dragons, take great risk while traversing Zhaitan's lands for it is fairly easy to fall victim to his venoms and plagues
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Fiery flame of world's core
The second scourge, Primordus, the root of all fireDecades long, slow eruption of great mountain of Igneous, located in the west mountain ridges, was not only caused by the late tectonic shifts in the earth, but by the awakening of another conduit of raw power - Primordus
The firestorm of magma, molten rocks and metals brought disaster to surrounding lands as the salamander dragon was crawling out of the crater. The most straightforward of his kin, Primordus revels in the slaughter and destruction, distinctive decadencies which are passed onto his minions and servants, be them of human, aelven or animalistic heritage. But he not only the great destroyer, but the great builder too - many cities of fire and metal have risen to life in Primordus' wake
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Lightning and storm itself
The third in line to awaken, Kralkatorik, host of winds, clouds and lightnings
The waters of eastern ridges boiled when Kralkatorik awoken from his eternal slumber. Bringing forth the most strong storm with winds powerful enough to demolish any wooden structure, sinking ships and oblitirating even the stone with his flashes, he flew high in the sky, roaring to alert already active dragons
Energetic and most eager to aid his minions, he gifts tremendous strength at a cost of eventual loss of not only identity, but the physical body itself - many of the first converted are nothing but a mass of floating crystaline conduits, kept by the electricity force around them
The dragon of lightning is immensely powerful, with an ability to hurl thunderbolts charged enough to evaporate not only the air itself, but even the fabric of reality, thus opening rifts to unknown times and spaces
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The ice cold wind of north
Far in the northern icelands, Jormag, the living blizzard, has awoken as the fourth primalistic forceIt was said that the greatest winter which the entirety of the north withstood came right before the appearance of Jormagg, Ice conduit. His majestic roar cracked the glacial plates, revealing long forgotten pathways, hidden caves, plateaus and other various landscapes of ancient times
Cold, balanced and calculating, Jormag is a strategist, the inevitability of his plan's realisation is the same of the winter coming. He seeds the virtues of patience, deligence and fortitude upon his servants, but make no mistake - Jormag is the same conqueror as the others
For the natural sprawl of elder forces, fight between Jormagg and Primordus is exceptionally heated: Elemental and cogitative opposites, these two found the way to compete not only on the field of war, but also in art, construction and sculpturing. The quality and beauty of landscapes and buildings, made out of obsidian, heated lava, metals and stone are comparable to ones out of ancient ice, crystalised liquids and snow
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Deception and control first
The last to wake, but first to take roots, Mordremoth of Dreams, mind and vegetationEntire decade before the sinking of Orr was marked with an incredible increase of aelven xenophobia and secrecy. No outsiders knew the reason behind the entire species growing agression and cruelty, not even aelves understood what was driving them inwards, what forced them to cut connections with outer world
In the time of dark, it was aelven kingdoms of central region to take most of refugees, running away from either of the dragons, to offer shelter and food, to show all the generosity possible. It was a gambit, for sure, but it worked, worked just like a poisoned food on the starving rat
Plant life is extremely vulnurable, fire turns it to ashes, cold kills it from within, it depends on the environment, which can quickly change, and it can be burdened with a rot. So Mordremoth, weakest of his kind, was forced to find another niche to thrive in. And so he dwells in the heads of the living, inducing nightmares and psychosises to slowly corrupt, he plays with the minds and makes puppets, which would never understand who the puppeteer isThe loyalty of the long enslaved aelves is unbreakable, the support they get is sufficient to fend off the other dragons and "their" will to survive is limitless, being surrounded from all sides, they fight with bestial ferocity, comparable to the undead ranks of Zhaitan
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Mystery of the deeps
Deemed pariah by the brethren, Unknown dragon of the oceansThere is no water in Primordus' land. There is only ice in Jormagg's territory. Waters around Zhaitan are naturally stenching with the smell of death. Kralkatorik and his minions often rely on the water to conjure storms, so it is fiercely defended. And Mordremoth does not even have access to the sea
But beyond these lands starts and endless, everdeep ocean. No mortal knows what kind of fighting goes in it, not a single mortal knows who rules it, but the dragons know. And they have no intention to tip their feet into it
