"Papa, tell me the story of the Devastation of Wrothgar again?"
"Oh, child, you've heard it dozens of times. Wrothgar was once a vibrant land, teeming with all manner of flora and fauna. A land where the carpenter, tailor, or blacksmith could find abundant resources. But then, through a great dragon break, people by the thousands swarmed across the land, leaving nothing but complete destruction in their wake. There were people as far as the eye could see, scrambling to get their hands or claws on anything of value they could find. They uprooted trees, destroyed acres and acres of grasslands, smashed boulders, leveled mountains, slaughtered animals, and sucked the very soul out of the ground in a desperate race for any usable resource. And still the people kept coming. Until, one day, the resources vanished and the people left as though nothing had happened."