The Draconic Calling
"That ghsatly tremor hadn't come from the realms of land. Not even the one that floats in the sky. It was Malus, himself. Draconic aura in it's pure form. It happened a few years before you all got here. Likely happening after the Astronomical Shift - for Malus knew that divine intervention was likely to happen. They were at their weakest then - picking up the pieces - a perfect time to cause extinction,"The Draconic Calling was a hallowing event within recent history. Large portions of the world had been subject to a frightful scream. The scream echoed through mountains, dunes, oceans and mires. Everywhere was subject to such a noise, and whilst many simply heard a deafening scream, those of draconic origin would be able to decipher the hidden meanings within the dreaded shriek. Dragons, Wyrms, Wyverns, and Wider forms of the Drake family were noted of a single place, an archipelago called Thevagon Isles, the current home of Malus, the Charred Colossus. Perched within the floating city, above all of the clifftops and mountains of the island, was their new one. One of scales and stone, already filled with dozens of powerful dragons to lead them into their New Age of Dragonkind.
- Lanzeaxe, Dragonkin Warrior
The Calling, whilst being the roar of Malus, was actually caused by the influence of a Banestress. In a desperate ploy of magic, Malus had sacrificed one of his lungs, in order to fuel the necessary components of the spell. With it cast, dragons had began to flee from their homes, heading directly towards Malus' lair. Hundreds of wyrms took to the air, soaring across the clouds to make their way to their new draconic master. It was an act that was initially seen as Due to the severity of such a spell, it was virtually impossible for it to ever be cast again due to the extreme nature of requiring a lung of a dragon as ancient as Malus. Since the two decades that this spell was cast, no such arcane incantation had ever been able to replicate such a feat of strength and arcane might.
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