The Dragon's Background Story Part I

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Background History Part I

Is is believed that....

Infyrana was hatched on the Prime Material plane, in a place full of sulphur, geysers, and heat vents. She was the first and only one of her clutch to hatch, for she destroyed the shells and weak bodies of her clutchmates immediately. This base treachery and blatant self-interest has characterized the rest of her very long existence.
She learned the draconic skills quickly, and grew even more rapidly. Her parents, somewhat fearful of her swift growth and preternatural intelligence, forced her from their cave. Infyrana flew for days, seeking a lair suitable for her purposes. At long last, she located a heated cave near a fallen tower in the middle of a shattered land.
After annihilating the old occupants of the cave, she began exploring the area. Despite the land’s battered appearance, it was rich in animal life and suitable prey, and the land held an added attraction: the tower
Exploring the ruin in polymorphed form, she found it to be an ancient wizard’s tower, untouched by the ravages of time. Inside were mysterious tomes, books of a highly theoretical nature detailing the character and casting of magic. Having hundreds of years at her disposal, she abandoned the usual draconic quest for treasure to study the magical theories she had found.
When at last she had finished exploring each of those theories, she emerged from her enforced absence from the world with a vengeance. Desecrating the tombs of long-dead kings and mages, and the fallen temples of perished gods of evil, she sought ever more power and knowledge. By conversing with the liches that dwelled within these tombs and temples, or looting these places if they had no intelligent dwellers, her power grew considerably. She learned enough magic to rival some of the greatest mages of her world.
However, even as she plotted even more devious and repellent ways to increase her might, she was driven from her cave by a stout band of dwarves who had heard of her forays into civilized lands. Her spell books were lost when she was forced to flee, and although she had little other treasure to lose, the race of dwarves earned her eternal enmity for their presumption in removing her from her territory. As well, they had marred her otherwise flawless snout; to this day, she bears the scar of an enchanted dwarven axe across her nose.
After more tedious searching, she found an appropriate lair far from meddlesome humans and demihumans. Unfortunately, this area was already occupied by those who found it more advantageous to be far away from any civilizations. Among these were kobolds. At first, the dragon took scant notice of these, discounting them as beings beneath her attention. However, when they began to steal from her slowly-growing hoard, she took the time to ensure that they would steal from her no more.
She flew to the kobolds’ encampment and stole their shaman from their midst, knowing they would come to retrieve him. Upon reaching her cave, she and the shaman fell to conversing while she waited for the rest of the tribe to arrive. She, like most other beings, was surprised to discover that the kobolds were far more intelligent than they seemed.
When the rest of the kobolds arrived at her cave, her ardor for vengeance had cooled, and instead of engulfing them in flames, established an agreement with them. In return for their servitude and a “smallâ€