Chapter 1 : The Dragon Braugs

Present day

1700 AG

Bradenburgala Braug's territory

Hierloga was lying on the grass, spear on his side, enjoying the sunny day when his friend Eoarden walked up to him. Eoarden was a Green Braug with green scales, a long brown outline and a refined dragon head wearing a simple warrior loin cloth and was not impressed with Hierloga's lack of initiative."Wake up you lazy dragon," shouted Eoarden as he kicked his friends scaly brown coloured leg. Hierloga woke up with a start and looked angrily in Eoarden's blue eyes,"What on earth are you doing waking me up," he angrily exclaimed. Eoarden crouched next to him and looked in Hierloga's blue eyes,"You know you must be watching the border between us and the Brawlings not taking a lizard nap in the sun", said Eoarden. Hierloga knew his friend was right and got up on his brown scaly legs and dusted his brown warrior loin cloth. Hierloga and Eoarden were similar in appearance except Hierloga was shorter, had less refined dragon features and had silver lining on his brown scales. Without warning a Black brawling walked up towards them. Hierloga lifted his spear and shouted,"Halt, this is Braug territory state your business"? Braugs and Brawlings were not friends and seeing a Brawling this close to the border was a worrying sight. The Brawling stopped and puffed and after 10 seconds he stutted,"I come from Burden to express tidings from my king he asks for peace". This was startling news as peace was not a idea known to the two races. Eoarden walked forward,"If you are lying". The Brawling gave him a paper and said,"Read this and then make judgement". The two Braugs looked at the paper and with surprise they realized he was correct. Eoarden started," This letter is." But before he could finish the Brawling had left. Hierloga walked up to his friend and said,"Leave him to the forest we must fly to Gieorda", and the two flapped their wings and flew to their capital.

Along the way to Gierodan Hierloga noticed something strange in the distance, it was a fire spurt. He bumped Eoarden,"You see that flare too right?", he cautiously asked. Eoarden lifted his snout up and answered,"What is that fire devil mate, it looks like the Hur Dur Lar". Hierloga then noticed the flare disappear and shrugged it off stating,"Probably a Brawling setting off a fire in the woods, those scoundrals always cause trouble". The dragons flew on not caring about the flare until a massive rumble was heard from below. Hierloga was worried,"What in the name of Yurn is that noise?". Eoarden was concerned as well and cautiously answered,"I don't know but I don't like it, something is foul in the air". Suddenly without warning a massive boulder flew past the dragons. Hierloga fortunetly with his quick eyes noticed this and pushed his friend out the way. Eardon with surprise stated,"What in the name of Yurn?". Hierloga shouted,"Catapult boulder!". Just before the two dragons could catch their breaths another boulder flew at them. Hierloga shouted,"Watch out!" and then pushed Eoarden out the way. As the two dragons narrowly missed the boulder another sound erupted. Hierloga knew this sound,"It's the Brawlings warhorn". And without warning a volley of boulders erupted into the sky. The dragons barely dodged all of them. Suddenly with dread Hierloga knew where the boulders were heading. He stuttered,"They are attacking Gierodan!". Both the dragons stopped in shock and quickly proceeded to increase their speed to the capital.

Notes :

Braugs : Humanoid dragon creatures who inhabited the mountanious region of Northern Braen known as Braugen land. Commonly were enemies of the Brawlings and were strong and proud soldiers and warriors. Lived a average of 4500 years.

200 years earlier

Gierodan 1400 AG

"Whistling sounds of the wind"

"Rustles by my ear"

"The golden gleams of the sun"

"Fills my eyes with joy"

"Brings back grand memories"

"Of a happier time"

"To the land of Drackenberg"

"Where Dragons formed and lived"

Jakalan a black scaled, brown eyed dragon with a red warrior lion cloth never understood why Eoarden sang the same song and asked him curiously,"Why do you keep singing the same song mate"? Eaorden smiled at his young brother and said,"It brings memories to when I was a young lad years before you were born Jak. It was 1000 years ago when I was a young dragon of 200 years. I was a young lizard youngling and the night sky often scared me. So to calm me down my mother Gretlia would put me on her lap and sing this song to me. It was before..." Eaorden stopped, he knew that he couldn't tell his brother yet what happened to his mother,"Before what", Jak asked curiously. Eaorden swallowed spit and said,"Before the spring came of course". Jak walked next to him and said,"I am not a fool brother, I know when you are lying, please tell me why are you so anxious to tell me"? Eaorden quickly sighed and said,"Cause you are not ready to know the truth yet, when the time is right I will tell you but for now you must wait." Jak was a impatient 400 years old Dragon cub and to him Patience was not a trait of his,"You never tell me anything", he screamed and threw his spear in the distance and ran off. Eaorden in shock shouted,"Jak wait don't go down there Brawlings patrol the field". Then he heard a spear hit flesh and he knew something was wrong.

Present day outside of Gierodan

The two dragon twins landed outside a burning gate and were shocked at the carnage. Hierloga stuttered,"There is nothing left here but dust and smoke, did anyone escape the carnage?". Before Eaorden could answer a slain dragon was visible. His entire head was removed from his neck. Blood stains covered his body. Eaorden knelt next to him and anger filled his mind. He shouted,"Curse those Brawling scum, it is not right to murder a man like this". Hierloga walked up to his twin and said softly,"Life is a fragile existance there was nothing we could do for him". Eoarden got up hurriedly and looked at his twin with anger and shouted,"Nothing? Nothing! This soldier is dead cause of those scumbags, they no nothing but murder we should have been here, but instead we were doing stupid border work," Eoarden ran and kicked the dragon helmet in the air and it crashed against the burnt walls. Hierloga ran to his brother stating,"You cannot let hatred consume you Eoarden, the Brawlings are just people", Eaorden stopped him,"They are nothing but runt foxes who hide in small shack houses, we are larger, we have claws and can fly and breath fire, why do we let those buggers push us around. We should destroy all that they have". "Destruction of another race makes you no better than the race who is hurting you", a voice said. Eoarden looked in the direction and smiled,"Hutch the Great Ferrowside fox, why are you here"? Hutch smiled and ran to meet him, Hutch was the same height as the dragons had black fur, one blue eye a scar on his right side and a brown warrior loin cloth. He was a wise 3000 year old Ferrowside and was happy to see his friends.