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Wunzeil's Clan
An edgy clan with edgier lore.
Clan Info
The Fallen Legion
Only the strong survive.
As you walk across the dry ground of Dragonhome, you start to notice bones appearing around you. Not just a few, but piles of bones. Hundreds of bones. You shiver, an eerie feeling creeping up on you. This area was so littered with corpses that it could pass for Plague.
After another hour of walking, you notice smoke in the distance. Sweating and tired, you tread in the direction of the smoke, hoping to find some kind of community.
Luck was on your side as you notice tattered tents surrounding a campfire. The tents were held up with bone and rotting leather, and the heavy stench of death was in the air. You start to question if this was a Plague clan that you see. A few pairs of eyes stare at you as you approach.
"Hello." A monotone voice says, startling you. Fae. you immediately think as you turn around.
A Fae that looks like it has blood splattered on it nods at you. "Welcome to this carrion-covered place," He says, motioning to the bones littering the ground, "Home to the Fallen Legion."
"Wha-" Scry cuts you off mid-sentence.
"All questions will be answered later. For now, come see our small little home." He beckons you with his wing. You hesitate, not knowing what dangers lay in the town, but follow anyways.
Only the strong survive.
As you walk across the dry ground of Dragonhome, you start to notice bones appearing around you. Not just a few, but piles of bones. Hundreds of bones. You shiver, an eerie feeling creeping up on you. This area was so littered with corpses that it could pass for Plague.
After another hour of walking, you notice smoke in the distance. Sweating and tired, you tread in the direction of the smoke, hoping to find some kind of community.
Luck was on your side as you notice tattered tents surrounding a campfire. The tents were held up with bone and rotting leather, and the heavy stench of death was in the air. You start to question if this was a Plague clan that you see. A few pairs of eyes stare at you as you approach.
"Hello." A monotone voice says, startling you. Fae. you immediately think as you turn around.
A Fae that looks like it has blood splattered on it nods at you. "Welcome to this carrion-covered place," He says, motioning to the bones littering the ground, "Home to the Fallen Legion."
"Wha-" Scry cuts you off mid-sentence.
"All questions will be answered later. For now, come see our small little home." He beckons you with his wing. You hesitate, not knowing what dangers lay in the town, but follow anyways.
Recent Comments
woah! scry is amazing! he was also on the front page :D
Scry was on the front page c:
:D
And I love Scry and his lore! Will you be adding to it again soon? I'm curious of what the dream meant. Your clan lore is intriguing too. Nice job on it. Lily is beautiful, and will be even more so all gened up.
Hi! I bought Beetlejuice, an offspring of two of yours, off the AH a few days ago. Unfortunately he's not to my tastes, but I wanted to check out his birth clan.
Unfortunately I have thing against the color banana, so I'll pass on the trade ;)
Also congrats on your first XXY hatchling :O
You're welcome :D
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