You look up, and up
and up to a great, mossy guardian statue staring down at you. Its frills are extended and its pale eyes regard you searchingly. You feel, like its looking
into you. Resisting the urge to fidget under the great statues gaze you prevail, and the three story tall monolith shifts aside with a frightening fluidity. You see a smattering of scrapes in the earth, fluffed and rich earth eggs are nestled into. Some are encased in mud, others sit among stones. You see a Coatl female walking among the nests, turning the eggs or consulting with any brooding mothers. Her bright eyes spot you and she hurries over, frilly feathers fanning and laying back as she speaks.
"Oh, Millicent let you through? Then, maybe one of these hatchlings are meant to leave with you. The stone you hold, don't let it drop, or, you will have to stay here. Oh, Niamh told you about it? Good, good, here, let me take you through who is currently nesting." She bustles off among the nests, and you are shown the following:
No Specifically Lore Pairs are Nesting at this time! See one you like, message me! I nest lore pairs on demand!
They are the Hunters, the Tanners and the Skinners. Ple is just on the edge of feral, and tries to stay away from the main part of the clan. Ross is a mediator, and he adores the wild in her.
Forest Gold pinglist wrote:
Var and Gilford are the main insect gatherers for the clan, keeping themselves and others well fed and happy.
Butterfae Pinglist wrote:
Kukulkan and his mate Ixchel are gods from another time, taking refuge here in Paradise to live out the rest of infinity in peace. Or, as Peaceful as the god of War can. He trains the MageWarriors, and Ixchel tends any eggs laid here by visiting dragons or orphaned hatchlings. She tends to the Mothers brooding here as well.
Popol Vuh Pinglist wrote:
Nala and Manannan, the last dragons you'd think to find in a Nature clan. Admittedly they protect the edges of the Clan Territory that come against a sea. Is it the sea that separates The Behemoth from the rest of Sornieth? Maybe, maybe not. But she and her mate Manannan are comfortable here. [OOC i got Nala second hand from a giveaway, i fell in love with her and couldn't say no. I have spoiled her with art, skins, and made her her own character. I love her dearly.]
Waveswept Pinglist wrote:
Niamh was born in Paradise, Tir na nOg, and has known nothing outside of it. She protects the gateway between it and Sornieth with tooth and claw. Though may she be beautiful, she has taken the lives of dragons too bold or greedy. Oisin comes from a Plague lair, their Elemental Nemesis, but he has reneged and joined the ranks of The Glademother to be with Niamh. They lead the dragons of Tir na nOg.
Celtic Dreams Pinglist wrote:
Typha and her wife Veridal are the clans poet, actresses and musical composers. Having both a bit of a flair for the sad the clan enjoys a rich diversity of dramas and tragedies.
The doctor of medicine and the herbalist, a team no one could beat. Grigsby takes pride in his role amongst the herb users, and Bramble does her best to find what he needs to heal.
Pharmacopaea Pinglist wrote:
Bedal and Lustre keep the clan beautiful. Bedal crushes the berries, flowers and plants Lustre then ages and mixes into dyes and inks for everyday use.
petalberry crush pinglist wrote:
Keeping the clans trees and plants healthy is left to these two, Migrants from Plague they took a great interest in plants as a whole, and what diseases affect them. They work with Bramble and Wisteria on keeping the diseases of Sornieth out of Tir na nOg.
Herbotoxic Pinglist wrote:
These dragons are he sweetest in the clan! Apis keeps the bees fat and happy, moving their hive to and from th apple orchards, the berry patches, the gardens, when the time is right for blooming. Ina collects and processes the honey, distributing it to those who need it.
Stickysweet Pinglist wrote:
