“Bel, why you didn't say you have a dragon?!” Beledine stifled a sigh. Mota was the only one who seemed immune to Ghokarian's grandeur....

The first few suns in the valley were perfect. Skyrel put his earth wielders to work creating shelter for the tribe. Mota investigated...

The Araxi Tribe spent a few more suns plodding along. Every now and then Beledine offered a hint to point Skyrel in the right direction....

The Araxi Tribe was unlike any of the draconic flights Beledine had ever encountered. Of course, sovereign dragons were all basically the...

Skyrel, chieftain of the Araxi Tribe, was the first to see the woman approaching. She descended the barren mountain cliffs, leaping...

“I want to join a tribe.” Ghokarian raised his head and shot a sidelong glance at his constant companion, his soul's other half. She sat...

Draconic law mandated that whenever something or someone killed a dragon, it was to be observed, assessed, and—if it was deemed a threat...