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Dracknorin's Clan
Why can't a necromancer just raise a family in peace?
Clan Info
This is an all-roleplay clan. Feel free to ping me anytime, on any thread. Or PM me in-character if you ever want a quick roleplay.

The Abiding Boneyard is no place for any dragon. There is no water, little shade, and not even the slightest breeze to cool the scorching earth. Bones of the long-dead litter the ground, side by side with mummified corpses that no scavenger ever reached.
An uneasy oasis is found . . .
A dry creek bed falls into a canyon, revealing the colossal skeleton of some long dead creature. What could these bones be? so large that an imperial could enter through the open jaws of the skull, propped up by massive tree trunks. Its titanic rib cage has been patched with fabric and leather, and resembles a tent with great ivory pillars.
It is here, miles form the nearest clan or water source that these dragons make their home. Thieves and outcasts, cultists, and those to whom even the gods turn up their noses all gather. Once, beneath the warrior-queen Silth. And now, serving an even darker master.
Be wary, for while many of the outcasts know kindness, there is a darkness lurking here. Tread lightly and you may find sanctuary, else oblivion awaits you.
We welcome you to Haven.

{A Clan Divided}
The Abiding Boneyard is no place for any dragon. There is no water, little shade, and not even the slightest breeze to cool the scorching earth. Bones of the long-dead litter the ground, side by side with mummified corpses that no scavenger ever reached.
An uneasy oasis is found . . .
A dry creek bed falls into a canyon, revealing the colossal skeleton of some long dead creature. What could these bones be? so large that an imperial could enter through the open jaws of the skull, propped up by massive tree trunks. Its titanic rib cage has been patched with fabric and leather, and resembles a tent with great ivory pillars.
It is here, miles form the nearest clan or water source that these dragons make their home. Thieves and outcasts, cultists, and those to whom even the gods turn up their noses all gather. Once, beneath the warrior-queen Silth. And now, serving an even darker master.
Be wary, for while many of the outcasts know kindness, there is a darkness lurking here. Tread lightly and you may find sanctuary, else oblivion awaits you.
We welcome you to Haven.

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Your lore is very interesting as well! Lady Penance is especially cool.