The Plot

[Koroaka]

There is a place sheltered far away from the corrupted touch of man kind. This place contains five lands, called Tribes, belonging to powerful dragons. Each of these Tribes has their territory built to match their physical attributes and limitations. This is the land of Alderan. But you have come at a bad time.

For generations, the tribes of Alderan were at peace with nothing more than border skirmishes disrupting the balance. The Kontarus, or leaders, of their tribes lived proud, served faithfully, and brought greatness to the members. One of these leaders was Rorik who was in charge of the pure tribe of ScaleWind. He was said to be one of the most powerful leaders in Alderan and was widely respected amongst all dragons. He was fortunate to have everything he could want, even heirs to his throne; his son Stonetalon and his daughters Luna and Koroaka. However, danger is always lurking around every corner, and the same was for Alderan.

ScaleWind was devastated to find Rorik's mate murdered by none other than the rival tribe of DarkClaw. Uncertainty drove him to madness and he would only accept the company of Koroaka. As Rorik's mental breakdown continued, an evil force slithered into the tribe. Akuma, dragon of shadows, had been waiting, watching for nearly six millenniums for a suitable host and Rorik was the one he chose. All Akuma needed was the Night of Akuma's Moon, or the Lunar Eclipse, to make his move. Most dragons had fled to their dens to shield themselves from the darkness. All except for Rorik, and a fellow tribe member named Shadowcalw.

Shadowclaw had sided with Akuma, and joined forces with the darkened Rorik. The new Rorik struck down three of the tribe's Naku'kurin and in retaliation, the Demgaru, Volkron, managed to take one of Rorik's eight lives and drove him from Scalewind.

Volkron became the Kontaru, rebuilding the tribe for several years until the He'baka, or sorcerer/prophet/whatever it means, Mudwhisker saw the death of the Kontaru and a young dragoness would take his place. Just as the prophet had foreseen, Volkron died and the emerald Naku'kurin Koroaka eventually took his place. She has become the official Kontara and has been granted the blessings of eight lives and now is strengthening the tribe to face the demons that now plague the lands.

On other other side of Alderan, however, the dark force of Rorik and Shadowclaw have started an army in the Tribe of Shadows. This dark army is slowly growing and they are seeking an alliance with DarkClaw, one that could break the balance in the tribes. Perhaps the remaining tribes will band together. Perhaps DarkClaw will reject the alliance. Perhaps all will be lost. Which side are you on?

Welcome to Alderan