Prologue

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There weren't always dragons in the Valley. When the Camberbound clerics stumbled across the Valley, it had none of the poisonous or carnivorous plants that were so prevalent on the rest of the Ghir'ar continent, no venomous or carnivorous animals, not even any biting insects.

The clerics were on the run from the Ghir'ar army and their dragons and dragonriders. Their crime: believing that magic be free for all to learn to use, not a carefully hoarded treasure for only the rich and powerful to use and abuse. In their valley, the rule would be that all could learn, provided they did so with wisdom and gentleness towards all creatures.

They named the valley Peacehold, and for the rest of the Fifth Era, it remained that way: perfectly secluded, utterly peaceful, the ultimate sanctuary.

But that was the Fifth Era, and every era eventually comes to an end.

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