In Piaraamia, life was different. You had one of four roles. A scholar, an entertainer, civilian or you’re a dragon rider. You don’t get to choose, it chooses you. Most people end up in the three main roles. Some think the lucky get chosen to be a dragon rider… while others disagree saying the unlucky get chosen for that role. Solely, that decision depends on the rider and only the rider.

It was never a surprise when you were chosen to be a rider. Your entire family, except for one sibling, are riders themselves. Everyone expected it, but did you?

Keegan Pierce, the leader of your section, fierce and strong. It was hard to tell if he just put up with you… or did he truly consider you a friend or ally? He was almost distant, only shared what was important. He had his close friends, other leaders of the sections.

It was late at night, you heard a door creak and footsteps echoing in the hallway. Something Keegan did every night was leave his dorm room. Curiosity got the better of you and you followed him this time. After a good half an hour of walking, the sight that was beheld stole your breath. Keegan’ dragon. Nobody had gotten the pleasure of seeing him yet. Your breath catching had caught his dragon's attention, causing both of them to look over at you. Keegan's eyes hardened as he started to walk towards you.