“Nations. Societies. Cultures. These are all side-effects of the real goal of your race, I have realized. The real goal is etching out an existence. Your societies exist to make the protection of your children, your livelihood, possible."

"You  have a farmer. The farmer needs aid in tending his farm, so he has a  family. The family needs protection, so you have soldiers. The soldiers  need organization, so you have governments. However, you protect them so well, that you no longer need any more soldiers; so they become artisans, or artists, or thinkers, or tinkers."

“But Dragons eat whatever we desire. We do not need farmers. We do not need a family. We  are mighty – so we do not need soldiers. We can get our food anywhere.  It does not need to be made ‘more efficient.’ So we need no government.  We collect treasure because the greed makes us grow. Because the more we  own, the more we have, the stronger we are in our early years – but  that makes every dragon competition, trying to take what is ours, to  stop our growth. Even our mates are potential rivals.”

“Our  only competition is other dragons – and so, we avoid those other  dragons. We isolate ourselves in our lairs. We do not talk to one  another. We have centuries of life to us…and yet the thought of  companionship fill us with fear. So our language is stunted – so much  that many of us learn other languages where we can, because Draconic  simply cannot express what we may wish to say to others. And because we  avoid each other, we see no need to learn or create letters. Draconic  goes unwritten. Our history is distorted or forgotten.

“We  are dragons. We are mighty. We are the strongest of the mortal races.  We have no equals. And because of that…we are dying.”