The Broodmother Catatan lore · bagian 1 dari 6

First, there was nothing. The winds and waters were still, the land lay dormant and unclaimed.

But soon, a breeze arose, and the silence crescendoed into a fanfare. A storm cloud, spouting thunder and lightning, spread across the skies — and from its heart began to pour a waterfall of violet blood.

As the droplets laid siege to the wilds below, they tore down every blossom and vine, marking their fragility. The downpour turned the flatlands into a battlefield first, and later, an ocean.

Once weakness was purged, the storm subsided, but the sea of blood left in its wake became a primordial soup that gave rise to a victor in the chaos. The Broodmother Vesztah was born.

She, the first Drak, reigned over all — but sitting lonely on her throne, she spoke, "What is greed if not a pit to drown in? What is dominance without dominion?" and chose to share her realm and blood.

Our Mother laid 100 eggs under the canopy of stars, and as the first Drakling awoke, she watched them break from their shells... and fed the weakest to the strong, so they may bring forth a storm of blood forevermore.