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PrettyWhiteWolf's Clan

Home to the Lost and Forgotten

Mighty Lair

on the

Snowsquall Tundra

Clan Info

You have trekked across Sornieth for many moons. You've marveled at the size of the Pillar that stands in Dragonhome, took in the stench of rotting flesh in The Scarred Wasteland, and gazed upon the stars which hang above Starfall Isles. But upon setting talon on one of the floes of The Southern Icefield you collapse. You can go on no longer and lie there upon the cold sheet of ice, preparing to meet your wintery demise. As you shift your gaze toward the sky to take one last look upon the land, you spot a feathery outline drifting down towards you. For a minute, you believe you have died. That is until the figure lands upon the floe, digging her talons into the ice to keep from sliding. Her bright blue orbs look down into your weary ones as a smile spreads across her snake-like face. She reaches one of her talons out and pulls you up. Draping a wing over you in attempt to keep you warm, the coatl introduces herself. "I am Vibi, matriarch of the Abandoned Assembly." As you come to to stop, a tribe of misfit dragons, none of which who look like they should be living in harmony, emerge from the sea and soar down from sky to greet you. They beam upon the sight of you. "Welcome home~."