In this, these prehistory days stood waylayed deep in the Northern recesses masses, not of humankind but ones of a much simpler mind. A nomadic tribe by any define. They derived a living from hunt and trade with dragons they enslaved to do their bidding. They have slain whoever stood in their way For eons they thrived united known as the Draco
Fear was inset into everyone they met for mercy was unknown to this warrior brood. Quite uncouth it would have behooved them to pursue other avenues than to steal loot and burn to attain their gains.
To their dismay there were climate changes underway these days Bringing strife into their simple way of life Disease and famine spread without relent dwindling their numbers down to just a few thousand now that their brood was done pillaging for a living.

Their dragons many say could decimate any that stood in their way These giant lizards had magical fire breath within their breast to exhaust on the lost for nothing could outlast their flame when casted
Ancient legends foretold their fire could melt even iron plate. No matter how bold no army could withhold a line with such intensive fire to instantly boil a soldier whilst standing in his battle armor
But the recent colder temps prevented their inner fire from reaching the desired fahrenheit to smite even the weakest of knights So beleaguered and fatigued they received no reprieve from the Draco's ire without their fire They were forced to spend the rest of their days to reside hidden away in the mountain caves until their graves beckoned on their final days

The Dracos were lead by a man called Khret He inset a sense of fear and made it clear he was in charge A caste system was in place in their race which inset hierarchy based solely on physical strength
So Khret being seven foot six with large muscles installed onto every arm and leg he was unchallenged to dominate the Dracos
Despite his skill with a blade, all the scars from others make who attempted to take Khret in the past could be seen in obscene display covering every inch of skin on his body to be shown as trophy to permanently stay
Crudely healed wounds everywhere for all to stare Even his right eye was bereft of vision from a lucky foe's dagger incision
Also one had to concede that he wasn't too bright and lacked insight for someone that leads needs to intercede for the betterment of his peoples' life
Highly prone to fits of anger this man only sat on the throne by his own hands alone

Now Kurupi was a devious type always known for his lies so he took a try at Khret's simple mind and initiated his crime

Kurupi: "Greetings mighty Khret!" "I bring greetings and advise." "I heard that your people are plagued with disease and now I just learned even your dragons continued survive to be alive is in question from climate change progression."

Khret: "You dare walk into my tribe quite of uninvite that is ill-advised." "I'd have your head on a pike a sight for my people who'd dare think to defy." "But you are such an ugly beast I cannot tell least where your head starts or what...