Ever since the eldest memory can recall in its faintest recollections, humans and dragons have raged war. It is a war embedded into the very blood of each prideful creature and contains an animosity so deep no amount of time could meld the gap between the two. Ages have passed with no end to the bloodshed and still each contender shows no inclination to stall the battle. Scores have fallen to countless sword and fang in vain and neither can remember what peace means in their endless strife. The ferocity of war has hardened the hearts of dragon and men alike into the darkest chasms of stone. In a world with nothing but bloodied horizons and innocence lost, who can the true monster be?
Engulfed by their quests for vengeance, humans and dragons have destroyed the verdant landscape they once called home. Lush forests razed to smoldering ashes and desolate plains devour for war efforts. It has become incapable of supporting their war, nonetheless themselves. Finding their destruction utterly complete, the dragons took wing across many lands in search for a new realm to call their own. Humans, naturally, followed in suit of their old nemesis in massive boats of oak and maple. After countless years and seas, their weary wings and sails have arrived on the shores of Arauwiel. The continent is bountiful with promise and open for prosperity. However, new beginnings bring old resentments and opportunity for unprecedented battles. Lands deceptively green hide darker secrets and contain both rich prey and formidable foe. While dragons settle into new hollows, humans seek to eliminate them whenever possible. Life's struggles begin again in a world where nothing is known but the soil beneath your feet and the air beneath your wings. Welcome to Arauwiel...