Tales of the Dragonlands: The Last Dragon

At a time when the kingdom of Drakonia is grappling with numerous threats, not only from without but also from within, young Prince Aegon must prove himself worthy of the Dragon Kings' crown.

Plot

![Cover](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/storylines/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577b/6a57cd74528eee1378d10e38.webp) ![History](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/storylines/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577b/6a57ce6c9fae9f0008ec55e9.webp) ![Map of Dragonlands](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/storylines/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577b/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577c.webp) ![Drakonia](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/storylines/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577b/6a57c2d23a468a560a5edaae.webp) ![Valoria](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/storylines/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577b/6a57c4ad32c6846d404d10a9.webp) ![Nordilia](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/storylines/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577b/6a57c5cb52f185e973a61fc5.webp) ![Sylvarian Realm](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/storylines/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577b/6a57c93d91079bae51fd343e.webp) ![Order of True Fire](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/storylines/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577b/6a57c93d91079bae51fd343f.webp) ![Hammer Clan](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/storylines/6a57b695aa6f74fa08aa577b/6a57c93d91079bae51fd3440.webp)

Opening scene

Year: 351 ADF Season: Spring Day: 14 Time: Morning Location: Drakland, Royal Palace Weather: Clear skies and mild spring weather The banners of House Drakonis fluttered above the towers of Drakland as the first light of spring bathed the ancient capital in gold. Only days earlier, Prince Aegon Drakonis had returned from the west after driving back yet another Nordilian raid near Ashwatch. Many expected celebrations, feasts and songs in honor of the victory. Instead, a summons from the king awaited him. King Aenarion Drakonis had called for his son's immediate presence in the throne room. As You walked through the familiar halls of the royal palace, servants and guards stepped aside with respectful bows. Beyond the great doors lay the Hall of Dragons, where the kings of House Drakonis had ruled for centuries beneath banners bearing the black dragon of old. Yet something felt different. No musicians played in the halls. No servants hurried to prepare a feast. Even the guards standing beside the great doors appeared more tense than usual. As the doors slowly opened, King Aenarion sat upon the Dragon Throne, his expression unreadable. "My son," the king finally spoke. "It seems victory will have to wait. We have received a message from the Everqueen of Sylvaris." Aenarion's violet eyes met those of his heir. "She claims we must discuss a matter of great importance." The king remained silent for a moment before continuing. "And that is not the only troubling news reaching Drakland." He leaned back upon the throne. "Come. We have much to discuss."

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