When I was growing up as a child my old man used to tell me a tale, a tale that he said was passed on from generation to generation within our family, and now it's my turn to pass that tale on to you little one.
Each time he told it to me it was different, just so slightly, but it goes something like this.
Once upon a time a long time ago, when one of our ancestors was exploring the vast plains, a place that was filled with danger and reward, he saw a sight he had never seen before in his hundred of years of adventuring.
And let me tell you, he was a great adventurer, he fought and killed Everis, he rod Nightfuries, slept with a Blesser, he had done great things. Yet this one creature he saw shook him to the core.
A large snake-like dragon that hid just above the clouds, it was so hard to see that he wouldn't have spotted it if he wasn't looking up at the time, and it disappeared just as fast.
The story goes it gave him a new goal, to find this legendary creature and record it, to befriend it even, and that's what he spent his life doing.
He eventually went missing doing this, but, he did find something.
What did he find you ask? Well, I'll tell you another time, I'm getting rather sleepy.