KishaRa's Clan

You push your way through the colourful, alien flora of the starwood strand. All of a sudden it falls away of its own accord, leaving you facing a cleared area that’s mostly filled with what appears to be a town built up against a looming cliff face surrounded by a wall formed of thick, dark tree trunks, sturdy enough to keep the local wildlife out, and to keep livestock contained, but no barrier to attack by more than a few odd bandits.

As you approach the open gate you notice a sign has been carved into the wooden wall itself, welcoming you to the Keep of Illumination. “Pretentious, isn’t it?” The question comes from a small brown and gold dragon who holds a clipboard in one of his forelimbs. “It’s not the kind of place I expected to be tending when I left my home to form a new clan, but enough of that. Welcome! If you’ve come to study or train you’re in the right place, we have some of the finest minds in this world here I dare say, and our warriors aren’t as many, but they are distinguished is their arts.” He favours you with a smile, beaming with pride. “I’ll just take your name, and we’ll see to the business of getting someone to show you around.”