The entire continent seemed to be a melting pot of rumors, speculations, and untold secrets. In every corner, from the bustling markets to the dark corners of the taverns, there was talk of what seemed to be a legend come true.
Carcom, the traitor dragon, had attacked his own clan, and the dragons, in a united act, had struck him down, but as in every story that travels by word of mouth, the details varied as much as the tones of the voices that told them.
In the port of Cannaris, where the sails of the ships mingled with the smell of salt and fish, a group of merchants argued next to some boxes of spices. "I tell you, I heard it from a captain who arrived this morning from the east," said a man with a sun-tanned face.
