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On the border of The Scarred Wasteland and The Tangled Wood, you discover a clan. Could it be Crow Callers? No, too small - there are very few dragons here.
You decide to get their attention. Each one stares. One of them is a large male Tundra, with oddly sharp teeth for a herbivorous breed, wearing torn black cloth and bird skulls. Another one is a small male Spiral, with strange eyes that you just can't stop looking into. The third one is a female Mirror, wearing what appears to be a skull, several ravaged scraps of cloth, and bandages soaked through with blood. The fourth is a male Gaoler, with massive, gnarled horns. The fifth one is an old female Snapper, her face barely noticeable beyond pure white eyes. The sixth is a female Gaoler who looks quite similar to her brother, also with large gnarled horns. The seventh is a Tundra, his face obscured with a mask and hood.
Each one looks rather dangerous, as they've taken on both the rugged survivor look of Plague and the sneaky, sly look of Shadow.
The Tundra sighs, looking back at his clan mates, who were still staring at the visitor.
"Well.." he says, after a few seconds. "Since you're not going away, I guess all we can do now is introduce ourselves. I'm Mirfak. This is my new clan, Deer's Death. I ran away after being exiled from another clan not too far from here."
The Spiral, for a moment, doesn't speak. However, he is urged by the adult dragons to begin speaking. "I.. uh.." he started saying. "My name's Penumbra. I was found one day, and.. I have vivid memories of centuries ago.."
"I'm Anesthesia, though some have referred to me as Ana before. I've been wandering around the Scarred Wasteland and Tangled Wood my whole life." the Mirror says.
"I am Chloroform, the first dragon born into this clan." the Gaoler responds. His voice is considerably rough.
"My name is Akisaja. I was a travelling surgeon of the Shadow/Plague territory, and I recently found my former student in this clan." the Snapper mentions. Her voice is also very raspy.
"My name is Ether - I'm Chloroform's younger sister." the Gaoler says, her voice fairly rough.
"I'm Gilroy, the assassin of the clan." the Tundra says, his voice quiet but firm.
Your dragon(s) stare back at them, and plan their responses.
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On the border of The Scarred Wasteland and The Tangled Wood, you discover a clan. Could it be Crow Callers? No, too small - there are very few dragons here.
You decide to get their attention. Each one stares. One of them is a large male Tundra, with oddly sharp teeth for a herbivorous breed, wearing torn black cloth and bird skulls. Another one is a small male Spiral, with strange eyes that you just can't stop looking into. The third one is a female Mirror, wearing what appears to be a skull, several ravaged scraps of cloth, and bandages soaked through with blood. The fourth is a male Gaoler, with massive, gnarled horns. The fifth one is an old female Snapper, her face barely noticeable beyond pure white eyes. The sixth is a female Gaoler who looks quite similar to her brother, also with large gnarled horns. The seventh is a Tundra, his face obscured with a mask and hood.
Each one looks rather dangerous, as they've taken on both the rugged survivor look of Plague and the sneaky, sly look of Shadow.
The Tundra sighs, looking back at his clan mates, who were still staring at the visitor.
"Well.." he says, after a few seconds. "Since you're not going away, I guess all we can do now is introduce ourselves. I'm Mirfak. This is my new clan, Deer's Death. I ran away after being exiled from another clan not too far from here."
The Spiral, for a moment, doesn't speak. However, he is urged by the adult dragons to begin speaking. "I.. uh.." he started saying. "My name's Penumbra. I was found one day, and.. I have vivid memories of centuries ago.."
"I'm Anesthesia, though some have referred to me as Ana before. I've been wandering around the Scarred Wasteland and Tangled Wood my whole life." the Mirror says.
"I am Chloroform, the first dragon born into this clan." the Gaoler responds. His voice is considerably rough.
"My name is Akisaja. I was a travelling surgeon of the Shadow/Plague territory, and I recently found my former student in this clan." the Snapper mentions. Her voice is also very raspy.
"My name is Ether - I'm Chloroform's younger sister." the Gaoler says, her voice fairly rough.
"I'm Gilroy, the assassin of the clan." the Tundra says, his voice quiet but firm.
Your dragon(s) stare back at them, and plan their responses.
Tobias | He/Him | Fiesta de Muertos and The Flying Trapeze (100 hatchling challenges)
Regarding forum games, please only select dragons who have familiars - those are the permanent residents of my lair. Feel free to look through the hibernal den, too
Regarding forum games, please only select dragons who have familiars - those are the permanent residents of my lair. Feel free to look through the hibernal den, too