OOC: Well, I guess I could start:
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In the days when dragons roamed Alagaesia, all races--men, elves, and dwarves--were at peace. Then, when the Riders were at their highest power, one of them, named Galbatorix, became arrogent. In his nineteenth year, he and his dragon went into the northern mountains, and there, they were attacked by a band of Urgals. They killed his dragon--Jormurandir, by name--and Galbatorix sought death. When ti did not come to him, he forced himself to think that it was the Riders' fault Jormurandir died. So he stole a dragon hatchling for himself, and pursuaded thirteen other Riders to join with him. With them, he killed all the Riders left--save two--and since then, he had ruled Alagaesia with an iron fist.
But...I cannot help but feel as if the time of Dragon Riders will come again, that one Rider will rise to kill Galbatorix, and restore peace to our lands...