Where do dragons live? Where do they come from? Are they sentient? Few are those who have ever found the nest of a dragon. Fewer still survive the experience. For many an age, the value of a dragon’s egg has driven expeditions to take dire risks. As a result, dragons seem to make their homes in the most inaccessible of locations - rocky crags, distant mountains, remote islands, some even in the Wasteland and other areas of high magic or where the veil is thinnest.
No one living knows where dragons come from - so long as other races have recorded their history, there have been depictions of drakes. The oldest paintings in caves and Saurian artefacts show them, sometimes in combat, other times displayed like gods.
As for sentience, I spoke with a dragon once. The briefest of encounters, while travelling a remote mountain pass. I sought some obscure wisdom, the sort youth believes can only be found in remote places. The wisdom I found was not what I expected, but I have treasured it since. The rumble of words like thunder, from a throat never built to form our speech, yet unwilling to be prevented by mere biology. The conversation I keep to myself and treasure, but I will name it the most terrifying, exhilarating and humbling experience of my long years. Sentient does not begin to cover the intellect I witnessed that day.