Dragorn
Noble race that was once dominant on the world of Kuua before their civilization was destroyed by Overlord Mata Muram's Muramite forces.
Overview
Drawn from Dranik's Vengeance — in-game book.EQ1Primary · official · best available source
Dranik's Vengeance
The time of turmoil is at an end. We must strike back at the infidels who try to thin our numbers. From the west, we find the power of the ancients, and from the north we find refuge in our heritage.
We have fought long and hard to ensure our way of life. We do not fear death, nor do we fear them. We live for the hunt and will make them pay, even if it means our own deaths. We call him Kratak Drom, the Broken One. He is a myth to our people, but clearly the myth is real.
The pain he feels will be surreal, though. I find myself carving his name into my table at night, hoping for a chance at his neck, hoping to rinse my blade in his blood. His denial of our people will be his downfall and we will see to it that we bring him and his minions mercilessly to their knees.
The war will be ours. Victory over life in Dranik's Scar.
Official Lore
22Collected official lore pieces, from in-game and out.
OOWNobleJelvanNewJou
That I have been given ink is curious. I feel these evil creatures want me to write all I can so they can show it to my kin, to prove their supremacy over the dragorn. I must write what I can so that the truth may be known. The Darkening was not what saw the High Council of Eight brought to its knees.
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I look back on my years as a dragorn and remark how many of my kin have began their lives and how many I have watched end them. I do not know why I am blessed with long life and this seemingly unending knowledge. I can't seem to forget anything or find weakness in this aging body of mine.
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For so many years I have trained our young sprites. To see them grow older and then use all of the teachings that we consider sacred against each other is enough to make my tail curl. Tragedies befall our people with each breath I take. There is a strange force of magic surging through our lands that I am at a loss to explain to the rest of the council, so I…
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Page 3 Before Dranik lost all of his life-giving blood, he chose to defy the power that sought to see the end of all dragon kind. He chose to create the dragorn. With his might of magic, he commanded his weakened body to become one with the earth of Kuua and then he raised a mighty claw and tore at his own flesh, creating the new and heroic race in his image,…
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Page 2 Noble Yemall of the High Council of Eight recognized an illness on the air and minds of the dragorn before the fighting truly began and investigated. He did determine that there was sickened air and it was the cause of strife among his people. But the sickness could not be felt or touched, it was like a rippling wave of dark magic.
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It has taken me nearly two years to plan the new city quarter for Dranik and I'm so very disappointed that the council now seems to not want to proceed with the plans. If I cannot build, what do I do? It is all that I know! I keep telling them that the new quarter may bring our warring dragorn back together -- giving us a shared purpose and goal.
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OOWDragornExileDiary
How I wish to reclaim my family crest. I did no wrong, but must suffer for my brother's treachery. The dragorn patrols came into our home and demanded that we leave. We were charged with stealing -- stealing from an elder of Dranik. The charges against me were false, but they found the Tome of Dranik's Bloodmagic beneath a table in my room.
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All of these scrolls and tomes and I'm running out of space to put them. Noble Budru was meant to build me a library in Dranik, but of course that will not come to pass now, especially as all the buildings we have are overrun. I've hidden some of our most important materials so they are now found by these Muramites.
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Page 4 As the skies began to burn hotter and grow darker across the world and the strife among the dragorn grew more volatile, the great city of Dranik changed with it. Many dragorn were exiled into the caves and mountains of Dranik's Scar, forbidden to live in the great City of Dranik. So many were exiled that they began to organize themselves, sometimes att…
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It's unfortunate I haven't been able to use my skills to their fullest as of late. I'm saddened that dragorn has been pit against dragorn. More than a few times since we first felt the poison of Discord on the air have we even seen the ragged exiles try to wage some kind of war on Dranik. I do not understand these times.
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Page 5 Most remember the day they heard of the sky opening up and a dark swarm of evil pouring through it. Near the very Fortress of Serenity that guarded the Dragornian Palace, a tear in the universe opened, letting the most gruesome creatures through it -- the Muramites. Without negotiation or words, they killed all creatures that stood in their way.
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The dark and swimming skies really have everyone on edge these days. Most of those I could charm for information or persuade have been more difficult than any I've seen. Noble Jimal is now ill for the first time in his life and Noble Mikuv seems paranoid. I feel we are falling apart and our solidarity is weakening.
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Page 3 Noble Yemall and his students spent many months feverishly trying to create salves and potions, even spells, that would calm the minds of the dragorn. Yemall well knew the force of magic that diseased the minds of the dragorn was the greatest problem of all, but he could see no way to stop it.
Read the full sourceOOWLetterYuvarr
It has been some time since I've heard from you Yuvarr. I know your heart and mind must be broken after watching your dear father and brother slain before your very eyes. I remember them every day. But do not forget who you are. Remember, what we call Bloodfields now was once the Greenfields. Do close your weary eyes often and remember these lands how they on…
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Page 6 When the fortress was weakened and all that remained alive were the weakest dragorn, there was a moment to breathe and survey the area. The blood of the dragorn stained every corner of the lands around the fortress. It was then that the fortress' name became The Wall of Slaughter. And it was also then that the dragorn and all that they were throughout…
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Page 1 It was only years ago that the skies began to fill with ash and darkness from all the wars that tore through our lands -- all the lands of Kuua. Once the skies were blessed with blues and wisps of light-colored clouds. The dragorns' minds darkened first, then the skies did the same when brother turned against brother -- for the first time in our histor…
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Page 4 As Dranik ran his claw against his own body, he created a great gouge in the earth of Kuua. This sacred place has now become known as Dranik's Scar -- the very place where the Dragorn were born.
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Page 2 Before proceeding with the teachings of Bloodmagic, all dragorn in training must learn to gather the essential ingredients for the first spells they were learn. Gather Dansk bark and berries. Also collect the fruit of the Nashtar. These plants are gifts from Dranik and they are often used in many different ways.
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The Duskfall Chronicles is an account of Discords arrival to Kuua. It is written by the dragorn noble Yemall the Arcane and focuses on his attempts of to develop a magical defense against the poisoning effects of Discord. The chronicles document repeated failed experiments and end abruptly half way through the pages.
Read the full sourceCall to Arms
Call to Arms To all those who were exiled without cause, to all those who were shamed for no wrongdoing, to all who are forced to live in caves without dignity! Gather your weapons and armor or anything that may aid us in a show of force. We march on Dranik at dawn!
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Page 2 As the Great Father lay bleeding his immortal blood into the lands of Kuua, nature sighed and flourished unlike any other age of the barren world had known. The dust turned to greens and trees. Creatures sprouted from the ground where his blood trickled took their first steps on the new land. The lushness spread quickly across the world like a wave.
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Our most sacred tower is desecrated. Every day I look upon that place that used to be the Overlook Tower, I try not to weep. I fear showing any weakness to my family. They call it Harbingers' Spire now, like those Muramites own it. That tower belongs to us. I believe the legends that say our Great Father Dranik laid his head to rest there.
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3Fan-written encyclopedia entries — useful overviews, lower authority than the primary sources above.