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Burning sun, tyranical kings, blood on the sand. The lands parched and barren from misuse, oceans dried to mere lakes of silt, here you stand, the damned souls born into an age of great socerer kings who assended to dragons. The world is dying a slow death, but life will always find a way, if you know were to look.

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Might makes right - False Gods, Dragon Kings KGtheDM1983