In a time when the night was darkest and hope was a dying flame a dragon and rider rose.
They fought many battles, they fought tyranny. They were strong and agile and everyone wished them:
Atra Gülai un Ilian tauthr ono un atra ono waise sköliro fra rauthr.
But remember, remember and never forget, oh dragon and rider, oh Shur'tugal, that nothing in the world, no magic, no spell, could ever change your fate.