THE HIDDEN HAVEN
Intro
You are completely, and utterly lost. You have no idea if you had taken a wrong turn, trapped in an illusion, or doing a good job at getting yourself lost, but undeniably, you are lost in the Tangled Wood.
Great.
Groaning, you start trying to retrace your tracks. Unfortunately, you can barely see in the darkness, with some glowing mushrooms breaking through it. You can feel the brambles getting caught on your clothes, like tiny claws trying to hold you in place.
The Hidden Haven is a clan where dragon and beastclan alike are welcome to stay or join. Located at the cliff that separates the Tangled Wood and the Sunbeam Ruins, the clan resides in a series of caves and tunnels. The entrance is hidden with an illusion, though there are various tunnels which lead inside as well.
The leaders were born surrounded by the bones of the inhabitants that once resided within. The scent of rot and death were everywhere. The two could not get rid of the bones for they where too young and weak, and so lived among the skeletons scattered throughout the entire lair.
The first to join was Soren, who helped them move and bury the remains of those who passed away. He became one of the most trusted dragons in the lair and the adviser to the founders.
The second to join was Nilus, who took shelter and temporary became a scavenger and became a theif, bringing back trinkets to sell and treasure to spend.
The third was Peddler, a travelling merchant who sold and bartered items for useful materials to rebuild what was lost.
It was from these five the clan soon grew larger, expanded their territory, befriended the beastclans, and soon became the thriving Haven.
This clan is home to wanderers, thieves, rogues, monsters, and those who are abandoned and lost. And yet conflict within is low.
Although many clans think the Haven is full of weaklings waiting to be killed, others never speak of the horrors they have seen with its walls.
Those who have entered as intruders, trying to steal or to kill one of the inhabitants, have all met a grisly end.
Appearances can be very deceiving, especially if one can hide their true selves under smiling faces.
Deep underneath the clan lies numerous tunnels, both used as storage spaces and pathways connecting to the outside territory. There are even more tunnels that lie much deeper and are barely used.
There is a reason why they aren't used often.
There are monsters residing there, creatures the clan keeps hidden to protect others. If the need calls for it, sometimes an enemy is thrown into these tunnels, and left to fend for themselves.
Most never come out alive. The few who do reach the outside world are shaken by what they have seen or heard.
But some disregard these as the drabbles of dragons gone mad. Others say that the clan doesn't even exist, as who in their right mind would make a lair situated in a cliff, right on the border of light and shadow, or accept dragons that are at best, morally dubious?
But they're wrong.
Index
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