Dorchadas' Clan

You walk into the sunny area of the Sunbeam Ruins, you glance sideways at the collection of dragons living there. Yellow eyes gleam, gem-like, in the sun. Most of these dragons seem to revel in the sunlight, but as you look around, you notice a particular Mirror skirting along the edges of the compound, seemingly avoiding the bright rays to spite her yellow eyes.

Having nothing better to do at the moment, you follow it - Her, rather, you can tell by the sexually dimorphic sides and eye shape. She leads you far to the edge of the Lightweaver's domain, very close to The Hewn City... It makes you uneasy.

A thick of dragons can be seen ahead, and they seem to part for the female you follow. She goes through them without pause, as if none of the other had any right to stand in her way. Suddenly, she takes a great leap, landing atop a pillar permanently locked in shadow. A young woman is already a top the spire, and she runs her hand across the mirrors head crest.

Realizing you have invaded someone's lair, you take a couple steps back... Then you see that the dragons surrounding you all have different colored eyes. As you pause, the girl atop the pillar turns to you...

"Why, hello!" She says with a sly smile, "Sorry, my dear Varjo here has little interest in newcomers. It's odd, considering that she and I started this clan merely to gather ideas, knowledge, and strength. Arguably one in the same, of coarse."

She steps off the pillar top, and you gasp as she falls straight down. From that height, the girl will-

A blue Guardian has moved below her, and as she lands she collapses. Pushing herself up to stand again, she grins that sly grin again.

"Eolas was the first to join us, promising us protection." The girl said, "He's helped us gather the others. We all work together here, putting aside silly things like dominance and such. We have a common goal here, something we all work towards..."

You get an odd sinking feeling as the other dragons close around you.

"Would you care to contribute?"