KonoBeat's Clan

Laeyn was never good at following the rules. He was known to have sticky fingers, even when he was a hatchling. A born Klepto, with little regard for orders, he used his small size and powerful illusions expertly.

But he grew lonely. And bored.

At first, the clan was supposed to be a small gathering for dragons like him. Soon, it became much more. Outcasts from all over gathered in his den. He soon found himself doing 'favors' for the Shadowbinder herself, just to feed everyone.

What started as a thieve's guild is now a black market and a right hand clan to those above him. Here lives assassins and merchants, artisans an even the odd healer.

Laeyn doesn't really understand how everything came to be as it is. He doesn't understand why the imperials listen to him, or why the spirals will cease their constant jabbering when he passes, why they bow respectively.

He doesn't understand how his heists and burglaries have become legendary, or why anyone really cares for the many trinkets stashed in his growing hoard.

But he knows he doesn't want to stop.

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Welcome to the Shadow Clan!

There is nothing of interest going on here currently. But eventually at some point and time I will have plans. So many plans. I think.

For now I'll just work on dragon bios... eventually.