No matter how powerful dragons were, they could not match the Old Ones' power to create the world or the magical toads' ability to move mountains and fill seas. Under the Old Ones' suppression, dragon numbers began to dwindle. More importantly, the Old Ones began altering the planet's orbit, changing the climate across the entire world until it was no longer suitable for dragons. The surviving dragons sought out places to hide, and the Age of Dragons gradually came to an end. Many were hunted down by adventurous humans and Dwarfs, while most of the remaining dragons concealed themselves in remote mountains, spending their days asleep.
Even so, some sufficiently powerful warriors could still ride dragons into battle. Dragons could crush armies and burn fleets and cities, making them terrifying creatures whose power was well worth fearing. After all, who would want to face a gigantic, flying fire-breathing monster?
Few dragons remained in the world. Aside from the hordes still sleeping in the Dark Elves' homeland of Naggaroth, in the High Elves' volcanic kingdom of Caledor, and in the Wood Elves' Oak of Ages, the rest had either been slain or retreated into the mountains.
Large numbers of dragons slept within the volcanoes of Caledor, a High Elf kingdom.
In prehistoric times, the Dragon Knight legions of the Elven Empire had numbered more than twenty thousand at their height, all mounted on dragons. These dragons had waged a relentless war against the forces of Chaos.
According to legend, the mightiest and most ancient Star Dragons could even drive back Chaos. But in truth...
Even more than twenty thousand Dragon Knights had failed to defeat Chaos. In the end, Caledor the Dragon Rider had still needed the Great Vortex plan to barely drive the forces of Chaos away.
As the climate