Jerar sighed,<span style="color: #BF4000">"It's not that great."</span>He said, forcing himself to continue.<span style="color: #BF4000">"many years ago, my family lived in near the base of these mountains, where it was warmer.  Our home was carved into the mountain by my mother and father.  It was a nice place, humans rarely came by and those who did were from a village nearby that had always been friendly towards dragons, not contaminated by lies.  In fact, my mother's family had lived in harmony with the village for many generations, her family would trade any gold they found for livestock.  It seemed fair since we did not have any use for gold and it was plentiful throughout these mountains. It was only my mother, father, two brothers and I. One day though, we were awakened with a deafening explosion.  While my parents left to investigate, my two older brothers hid me deep in the winding caves of our home. We waited, feeling more blasts through the walls. Eventually, my father returned to retrieve us.  Telling us to escape because the humans were tearing apart the mountain and our cave would collapse soon.  When this happened I still could not fly, so my father grasped me around my neck, where this scar is." </span>He ran his hand over the scar near the base of his neck.<span style="color: #BF4000">"One of my brothers could not escape the crumbling cave, but the other follow close behind my father.  We went to the village which I spoke of.  But before my father could land safely, the shockwave from one of the blasts hit him and he was knocked out of the air. In his pain he clenched his jaw, with my neck in it. I don't remember much after that.  It's all kinda blurry. But I know the villagers cared for me and hid me from the other humans.  I could not understand their language much, but eventually I learned it well. I don't know where my brother or father is or even if they are alive.  The villagers informed me that my mother had been killed by the other humans known as 'miners', who were tearing into the mountain for it's gold.  I told the village I would leave because I could not stand the sight of the mountains.  Before I left the village shaman taught me how to change form into a human shape.  It was a simple lesson, but in the beginning I could only stay human for ten minutes."</span>Jerar felt relieved to get that off his chest.<span style="color: #BF4000">"Anyway, the humans here are tearing this mountain apart for their own gready purposes. In the act they took my family from me and so now I cannot bear to be here. But if you want to stay to find the elders...I suppose I could bring myself to help you."</span>