The draconics are a race created for war but no war lasts forever. Like many mercenaries and other fighters throughout history once they are no longer needed they are feared and vilified. Years pass and those surviving draconics go into hiding. Life goes on but constantly hiding wears on my main character, Wanderwing's nerves. He decides to find the lost history of his race and prove they are not monsters. He is helped by a cast of mercenaries and a kind innkeeper.