Legend has it that when the world was new, seven great progenitor dragons soared in the skies. Their names have become legend: Pride, Wrath, Greed, Sloth, Gluttony, Envy, and Lust. These were in the days before the Arrival of Man, and even the sundering of the elven people was yet to come.
In time, the great dragons amassed hoards befitting their might, and they retired to their slumbers, ever wary of those who would dare steal from them. But in doing so they made a fatal mistake, for by departing the skies they abdicated the fear their presence engendered, and in time all the great dragons fell before heroes who should have feared them. (Some versions of the tale tell that the great wyrm Sloth was never slain, but slumbers still within the deeper places of the world.)
However, the ancient legends also tell of the curse of the dragon's gold. So long did the beasts slumber, and so mighty were they, that their hordes became imprinted with the essence of the beasts. And, in turn, that essence was communicated to the heroes who stole from them.
And thus were created the Dragonborn: children of the great dragons, infused with the elemental powers that they possess, but also intrinsically bound to the same curses of their progenitors: pride, wrath, greed, gluttony, envy, and lust.
(For their part, the Dragonborn tell a different story. They claim to be the oldest of all the races, predating even the elves, and to have ruled a great empire across all the lands. As they were displaced by the elven people, so to was the legend of the dragon's curse popularised. As with all such things, the truth is unclear.)
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