Arlo's Ancient Artifacts
AnActualRedPanda's Clan
Soft Tundras anyone?
Clan Info
Hello! I am currently in the process of moving into an apartment, and I cannot be on as much right now. I also have to use my phone to log on right now rather than my laptop that I usually use. If you message me, please be patient. Thank you!! <3
Hi!
Please don't be nervous to contact me. My inbox is always open! If you spy a dragon in my lair that you want to buy, please don't try to strong arm me into selling them to you! I will help you out if it is color related. But if you try to force me because you are impatient, I will block you.
Thank you
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“Diamoor is just a simple place, populated with everyday people,” The old dragon, Salem said. His tired, electric blue gaze are both comforting and analytical. “We harbor no real hatred towards most others,” he continued as he motions you to follow.
The dry and dusty earth beneath your feet left shallow prints as you walked after the stormy grey Tundra. Odd how a Tundra can live in such and arid place. Seems like anything is possible these days. Salem’s voice pulled you from your wandering thoughts. “We are a very open clan. Engineers, Tinkerers, Scholars, Merchants, Oracles, Guards and mercenaries. Even a band of Druids! They can be tricky though.” Salem paused a moment and let out a cheery laugh. You find yourself chuckling along with him.
He slowly turned on his haunches and motioned with his walking stick to the weathered building around you. "So? Whaddaya think, friend?"
How could there be a clan living out here? There is nothing but abandoned buildings so dilapidated and ancient that they could rival the Eleven in age. You look down to see Salem with a wide smile across his snout. When your eyes met, he threw his head back in a laugh and hid his face in his wings. After a minute of you not getting the joke, he composed himself. "Oh! I'm sorry, my friend. Your face was priceless! I needed a good laugh." He looks back at you with an easy smile. "Alright. No more jokes. It's in here." The grey dragon walks into a mostly stable building.
Stepping inside, there was hardly any dust. Metal bed frames littered the floor with differing levels of deterioration. You saw Salem near the back of the barracks. Before him was a makeshift cave entrance built from cracked floor tiles and hardened clay. You peer into the dark entrance fully expecting something to crawl out. "After you, my friend," Salem gave you a wink.
Hesitantly, you enter the dragon sized burrow and descended into the earth. The tunnels were lined with elegant carvings and stone tapestries lit by hardy bioluminescent ivy that blanketed the tunnel floor. Salem followed behind you as you walked, his staff making small thuds as it hit the ground.
When you reached the end of the tunnel, it opened up onto a smooth stone platform big enough to hold several large dragons. Several other tunnels like the one you had just existed lined the wall to your left. Looking to your right, your jaw dropped.
A massive open area greeted you. Dozens of huge bubbles composed of pure light drifted about giving off light that gave off a pleasant warmth. The stone dropped off into a great grotto filled with clear water. Walkways of stacked stone and floating rafts made up the walkways that snaked across the massive expanse. The same blue-glowing ivy crawled along the stones and edges of the cave like carpets and curtains. The far wall was pock-marked with several dens. Drapes of all types and colors covered most of the den entrances while others were occupied with familiars or dragons that seemed in relative peace with one another. Statues carved into the stone decorated the wall with twisting shapes of the Eleven Dragon Gods. In the middle of the space was a bustling market with dozens of booths. The smell of cooking food and incents twisting around your nose. Dragons of all shapes and colors moved around with a flurry of life. A tavern was carved into the stone below you. The counter made of polished marble. A library across from it far above the water. This was not at all what you expected to find in the middle of the Shifting Expanse. This was beautiful.
As one of the glowing orbs floated close to you, Salem flapped one of his wings and the gust of air moved it gently away. He gave you another smile. "Nosey little things, aren't they?"
"Welcome back, Salem," came a low, gravely voice. A very large green and gold Guardian sauntered towards you both, you could tell that she was glaring at you through her tinted goggles. You took note of the large broadsword on her hip.
"Hello there, Sunweaver," Salem replied. "Would you be so kind as to find Monty for me? This one is to be given the visitor's treatment."
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gems would suffice i think, im not too great at pricing for treasure lol, and it wouldnt even be that much, i'd only want about 8 gems, if you can spare it?
hi! if your wishlist is still up to date,i have a sickle kamaitachi im not at all attached too, if you'd like it?
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