Maeze's Clan

I'm officially BACK FROM HIATUS back in hiatus... who the eff knows.

My name is Maeze. I'm 22 and I live in Wisconsin Minnesota. I go to SCSU and I'm studying Meteorology!

Start of my lore: A terrible plague swept through the old-clan-name. While many perished, others fled. Five dragons survived and held their clan's grounds. Crynaught, Wanikoa, Neventi, Ellondi and Nico(Nico ditched.) were determined to take their lives back. They formed a new clan together, and called it well-now-i-have-to-figure-this-out-too Clan Monarch.

The five dragons found that they were weak against the dangers of the world. They needed protection. Along came a group of glimmering ridgebacks who really wanted to 'borrow' some lair space because dang this winter is kinda cold. Turns out these glimmer-backs were hella good fighters (+ a great sense of fashion), so they were asked to stay. They agreed because, woah, you have so much SEAFOOD to eat!!!

Eventually the sparkly ridgies got bored and hightailed it out of there when there wasn't much seafood left. Two stayed, they're pretty cool. A lot of other dragons joined, and left, and had their babies join, and those left too, and it was a grand ol' time.

The return of the progens:

Once upon a time, two tiny fae decided to start a clan. One was blue, and one was green, and they were very much in love. They brought their bright colors and bright personality to the Earthshaker's domain, and quickly grew a family.

One day, a dominance battle gone wrong in the neighboring lands led to the creation of a two-headed emperor dragon. Teanim, the blue fae, and Doja, the green fae were keeping watch high above their clan mates while they foraged for food and loot. When they saw the emperor dragon heading their way, they gave a screeching noise to alert the others. The clan escaped safely, but the emperor dove for the source of the screeching. Each head clamped down on a fae. The clan watched on in horror, and assumed that their little leaders were dead.

The emperor dragon chaotically flew away from Dragonhome lands and high above Sornieth. It flew higher and higher, and then broke apart. One head fell down into the Scarred Wastelands. The other fell into the Sea of a Thousand Currents.

The head fell into the wastelands to blind eyes and deaf ears, and quickly was swallowed by the land as it rotted away. Years passed, and then night fell. All across Sornieth, nocturnes emerged from their slumber. It was around this time that a small, blue nocturne emerged from the remains of an emperor dragon.

He had no memory of his past at the time. Teanim was being pulled in two directions - one towards the sea, the other towards Dragonhome. The latter felt more familiar, so he traveled that way, and slowly regained his memory. As he came to the ever encroaching borders of the plague lands, he was met with opposition. Disease was destroying clans. They didn't need anymore dragons bringing new plagues. He wandered along the border lands, searching for a clan that would let him pass, but he found none. What he did find instead was an old friend. Jakali - a steely imp, and one of the first dragons to join his clan - had found a new home with one of the border flights.

Jakali refused to believe this plague-eyed nocturne was her old leader Teanim. It was impossible. He was dead. But Teanim, who had steadily been regaining his memory, told story after story of his time with the clan. Eventually the imperial relaxed, believed his stories, and told him about what happened to their old clan.

It was being destroyed by disease. Dragons were dropping, eggs weren't hatching, and others were fleeing. Chaos. Jakali had left her flight and her mate to put her healing powers to use in ground zero.

Teanim knew he couldn't return to his clan, not yet. He felt guilty for the disease, and he felt disgusted with his new identity. While he was convincing Jakali of his identity, he had remembered his mate Doja. Now he felt a strong pull back towards the plague lands and to the sea. He turned back and followed it.

Another year was spent diving into the depths of the sea where the 'pull' felt near painful. There was never any evidence that Doja was somehow here, trapped beneath the currents, but Teanim felt this was the case. Finally, one day, he dove and found an old skeleton of an imperial's head and spine, seemingly ripped from the rest of its body. He peered through the gaping eye and saw green. A little nocturne was curled up in hibernation. It was his Doja.

Teanim had to wait until the next night of the nocturne before he could wake his mate. He brought her to the surface and showed her to land. She didn't remember him at first, which he had expected. As time went on, she remembered and she soon felt the fierce love for her mate and the desire to go home.

They went home. They found only a few dragons left, and many of them were unfamiliar. Five dragons from the original clan remained and had formed a council to build from the ashes of the old clan. When they saw the tiny blue and green dragons land on their front porch, they knew who they were almost immediately.

Nobody is quite sure how two earth fae 'died' and returned as a plague and water nocturne, but they are too happy to question it.

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Recently, they've felt a call from the Earthshaker. They are going to make a journey to him, but they do not know what it will be for.






I have a hatchery to organize my breeding pairs and hatchlings - check it out!



I currently live in a college dorm so I may share my IP with multiple people.