Â Situated on a large knoll, less than a days march from a vast and unexplored swamp, Â a small motte and Bailey overlooks the tiny village of Baggercopse.<br/><br/>Â on a clear day, one can Â look south Â from the battlements of the keep and see far out across the misty landscape. At the farthest edge of the horizon, Â you would just make out the tip of a small mountain called Panic Peak. So named for the reaction most lookouts have when first they spy the great winged lizard Bertaleugaseranahinafedaloris Rex. Known to the villages inhabitants as simply Berta.. The mountain itself is surrounded by miles and miles of relatively shallow water broken up by the occassional damp mound ofÂ earth and vegetation. Huge cypress trees spread their branches outward and upward like many thousands of umbrellas, overlapping so tightly little to no sunlight penetrates to the watery surface beneath. The cypress knees radiate in all directions from their parent trees trunks, leaving few clear channels for any bouyant vessel to navigate. Moss and vines grow up the trunks and outward along the branches , hanging down everywhere to choke the intervening spaces between the great trees. Â Giant water tupelo grow in clusters, and wherever the land breaks the waters surface , pine trees grow in abundance. Â Lilly pads blanket the water for many feet around each island.Â<br/><br/>Around the mountains base sprawls a huge bog for hundreds of feet in every direction. While the vast majority of the swamp is relatively shallow. Rarely going more than 20 feet in depth. There are numerous sinkholes going down as much as 100 feet. One such sinkhole, Â just beneath the southern most base of Panic Peak, leads to a very large underwater cave. If you were to follow this caves meandering tunnels to it's terminus, you would discover it exits upwards into a vast cavern. This naturally formed cave is the place Berta calls home.Â<br/><br/>Four small forms wriggle out of white and green speckled leathery shells. A huge green four legged lizard , Â with a forty foot long sinuous neck ending in a great toothy maw, cleans the three with it's dexterous forked tongue, while it's equally long tail whips Â contentedly side to side. Berta gently holds each hatchling down, as she rotates Â her long cottage sized head side to side in order to give each of her great oval eyes a chance to spot any imperfections or debilitating flaws.<br/>Having been cleaned and inspected, you contentedly watch as one of your fellow hatchlings is suddenly crushed to a bloody pulp between massive ivory lined jaws, then swallowed in a single gulp. Amazingly you do not feel threatened, and rightly so being perfect in every way. As you work to get your legs to function in a coordinated fashion, a chunk of steaming red meat is dropped between the three of you. Your jaws begin to salivate, and you realize you are extremely hungry. Not only that, but it is all too clear there is not enough for all three of you to eat your fill.<br/><br/>Dragons are among the most powerful creatures in existence. The most ancient of them are so powerful they rival the gods<br/>themselves. Of course living long enough to accumulate all that power is another thing entirely. So begins your journey.Â<br/><br/>Each of you have three physical attributes:Â<br/>One of you is strong , but avg otherwiseÂ<br/>One of you is agile , but avg otherwise<br/>One of you is intelligent, but avg otherwise<br/><br/>You will not know initially which you are. Only time will tell. Â<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Â Â Â Â Â  Â  Â