Thread: Scales, Ears, & Eyes (butterfly0408 & Greeneyed23)

The Hildenbailon Heights were the most regal mountain forests in all the land. They rose higher than any other, and the trees were so strong and mighty they seemed to stretch to the very stars, the high mountain tops hidden by the trees. Was it any wonder that the elves, of every kind, had chosen these mighty natural fortresses, and many others like them around the world, as their bases, both due to location, and because their living gods the Dragons dwelled on the same mountaintops. It was this closeness and their deep fondness for each other that had lead to the forming of the Dragon Souled. Elves, and in some cases humans and people of the other races around the land, that possessed true souls of Dragons and when fully realized became part of the thunder the Dragons had cultivated throughout the world, many eventually becoming Dragons in full, and many rumored to hold both their born forms and the forms of the Dragon whose soul they held though none of the latter had ever been confirmed. The land had known peace for many many years after the end of the OrcDwarf wars over their tunnels and unadorned mountains, then the resulting gold wars between all the races that had finally settled when the humans had used their numbers and ingenuity to capture the various strong holds and cities that were under threat by the warring nations and thus rather brutally end the wars by cutting off resources and markets and thus ensure their own massive profits almost instantly making them the richest and most powerful race on the planet. The other races had their own wealth and power, the dwarves their gold and other precious stones and metals, the orcs their ore and their fish, the elves their timber, herbalism products, healers and of course the Dragons who no one could ignore. This peace lasted due to the exclusive markets each race held monopolies in, and their unwillingness to risk what profits they did make. The elves and the human were the closest both in location, and in allegiance as the humans were the ones who most needed their timber and other products. This what lead to the royal family of the humans, including their newborn daughter, to visit King Ynvar and his lovely wife Queen Tessala, and their own newborn son Ellowe who was currently in his bassinet with sprigs of holly, mistletoe, and other plants the elves adored hanging over him. Already his large green eyes showed the distinct vertical diamond shape of the Souled. His parents were so very thrilled and proud, and wasted no time in telling everyone they knew, and were eager to show their blessed son off to the humans especially, trying to show them respect and honor by sharing this with them. The mother Dragon, or at least the one they knew well, lay curled in her own alcove her eyes on the young elf prince, a smile stretching across her broad fanged face. She did notice the humans, they tended to grow nervous about her, though she was curious about the young princess. Something about her spoke to the very heart of Brewellyn, Dragon Queen, but she held her tongue and counsel, though many could hear the soft thrumming purr she was emitting to sooth the young prince, her kin.