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When their brother died, the other dragons shed human shape and grew large. Colossal bodies knocked friend and foe down as they seized space in the press. The fighting was stopped by both sides at once. It had lasted mere moments. Delver of Gems and Wielder of Arms both in sadness and anger roared. The villagers moved backwards a pace and huddled together in fear. Dragons demanded an explanation. Why the unprovoked assault? The villagers said, “We saw two monsters fly in the sky and then land.” “We saw these monsters change into humans and more walk out of the woods.” “We surmised that you were similar things that could grow into great beasts.” “Decision was made, we must slay you all before you could grow too large.” “Your like was unknown. Your threat must be stopped before it would be too late.” Delver then replied, “We are not monsters, but dragons made by our Child.” “Glory and Ruin made us to live with their People from the mountain.” “Our group is human, save but three dragons…

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