Prologue

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Long ago to the North of Middle Earth, past the Ered Mithrin or in the common tongue Grey Mountains a Kingdom lay far and wide, thousand and thousands of legions from the mountains, Wrymlong was it's name, home of Dragons and their Riders, under the mighty rule of King Naírion and his wife Ria for an age before they parted for the Undying Lands, leaving the Kingdom to their only son Lúriel and his wife Daía.

The two as mighty and kind as their predecessors leading their Kingdom into great wealth for they were not only Dragon rider but warrior, their skill unequal that could even make the eldest elven warrior turn green with envy for no one would win against a Wyrmlong warrior. When Sauron was claiming the souls of those who bore the Rings of Power, the Riders resisted for they were pure of heart leading Sauron to wage a war on them, a war that he lost terribly.

Not to King Lúriel or Queen Daía but to their 5 year old daughter, Princess Ethíniel, who avenged their deaths by raining hell on his army and any orc of goblin he dared send into their realm, she too joined the Last Alliance of Men and Elves against him at the mere age of 10 and being the smallest of them all, usually mistaken for a child and once again they were victorious.


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