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Here's a biggie.
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"So, what is your purpose, Tiamat?" Airigh's voice rang through the air, thick like syrup yet as clear as a bell. "I know what others have been told about the enigma of my own species... but I must ask, what is my purpose? Our purpose?" She shifted her weight from one hip to the other, uncomfortably.
Tiamat, a Great Dragon and Airigh's oldest living, known relative, thought for a moment, glossy gold eyes blinking at the weight of the question. Finally, she managed to bring up the beginning of a suitable awnser.
"In the beginning, when this world was first being created, the gods also created us, the creatures you know as the Great Dragons. They created us to watch over and protect the small creatures, the bipeds and the cattle, the rabbits and the deer. You know this." For the first time, Airigh detected a slight hesitation in her voice. Tiamat shifted a bit on her pile of gems before going on. "What you haven't been told, however, is what happened after this world was created. The process of creation went smoothly, even well, but that did not stop it's creators from breaking apart into a massive dispute over the world they had managed to collaborate on before. One of them wanted a violent world, a world of hunting and killing. You see that clearly in the monsters that roam here - the avarchi, the saladin, the colaxis, and the like. Another wanted a world of peace, of contentment. You see that clearly in the villages, the farmers, the sheperds. Yet another craved a world of dispute and war, and you shall find that in the nation of Shioren and its inbred leaders. Another wanted a world of technology, of intelligence. You shall find that in your own nation, Neverdi." There was another pause as Tiamat scooped up a clawful of crystals, beryls and gems. "And finally, my own mother... she wished for a world full of magic and wonder. Her wishes were the ones that made the most difference, as she was the last to leave this world."
Airigh knotted her eyebrows. "Leave? You mean, the gods left?"
Tiamat gave a gentle nod. "Yes. The gods have been gone for billions of years. They left this world to the dragons, you and me included. Normally, that wouldn't work as well as it does. But this world was so well-made, so beautiful and so full of life, and its gods in such great dispute that this was the better option. My mother knew this when she left. She knew she couldn't do it alone, and she knew that we, the Great Dragons, could take care of this world." The Great Dragon rolled around in her hoarde a little - her descendant recognized it as a sign of craving comfort. "The result isn't perfect, but better than most."
Airigh blinked. "So, there are no gods?"
"Not anymore. There's only the Dragons now. Do you understand why you are so important, now?"
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