When the arcane force of life pools in unscathed and ancient primal lands, the magical force takes on physical form and is incarnated as a dragon. They are formed as small wyrmlings, but soon grow in size, physical strength and magical power. A dragon never stops accumulating magical essence and the most ancient archdragons are masters of both their physical form and the weaving of arcane spells.
According to Ecclesiarchic doctrine, dragons are the most vile spawn of the Mother of Monsters and must be hunted down, as they form great threats to civilization and humankind. True enough, when a dragon nests, its very presence warps the environment, changing it to suit their nature and fraying the threads of reality. A dragon with affinity for fire might cause the surroundings of its lair to develop into a volcanic wasteland, whilst a green dragon emanates energy that causes trees and plants to grow and become poisonous to humans, dwarves and elves.
Fortunately, the lands of the Sovereignty have been dragon-free since the Exodus. Occasionally a small wyrmling or youngling is discovered, recently spawned by nature. But such threats are almost always immediately eliminated.
Fully grown or larger dragons are still present on Aedes, but all of them are far from Aurora, across the Echor Mountains in the Wildlands or beyond. No living human today has ever seen a dragon. Pray to Phaeton that this remains so.
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