Deep within the forest, the ruins of a great skyship could be found. It had looked to possibly house almost 1000 men, who all could live quite comfortably here. But, now it only held one single person, a wood elf. This wood elf had lived in that great ruin for his entire life, and although the outside may look abandoned the inside was bustling with life. The elf was an inventor who goes by the name of Blue Talron. He knows of the Great Dragon who lives on the island, but he's not very keen on giving up his great ore, he only gave enough for the others to leave him alone. They did not like his inventions, in fact some hated them. But, the elf was very interested in this "technology" still, and he gotten hold of much of it as he could. Currently, he was deep within a large room filled with metal contraptions, each one built by him. He was sitting at a table, putting together another device. There was a small steam generator attached to it, as well as a a glass bulb and a switch. After putting the last pieces together, he flicked the switch, and light shined from the glass bulb. "Ha ha! I've done it! I've created light!" He said happily. Because he did not know much of technology, it was rare for anything of his to work. But this did, and the elf was overjoyed. Once others had seen his word, they would at last respect technology and adapt it like he did.