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The Year Plybithimus returned the dark Lord was torn asunder. But doing so poisoned our fair land. Many heroes of old defeated the undead armies left behind, but the poison ran through the bloodlines of the dragons. Many new species of dragons emerged, including the dragonborn. Only a few of the old ones are still around, many of them driven mad by the evil they consumed. Even wise Plybithimus has hidden herself away, perhaps a great sleep will heal her species. Until then may the gods have mercy on the lands.
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