Oleanthe's Clan

I love colours, creatures, art & stories, I'm a certified queer leftist in my 30s, and I live in Aotearoa NZ (+20 FRT, rollover is currently 8pm for me). my FR tumblr is oleandiragons.

i'm friendly & happy to chat about dragons, lore, whatever as long as you don't mind im chronically ill & adhd so can be erratic about replying.

I've been away from FR for a couple years and I'm just getting back into it! My lore/clan dragons are split between the lair & hibernal den. Ive cursed myself with my soft spot for old dragons bc i have so many now that I want to update the genes & breed on ... RIP but hey who doesn't love a good project

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Clan Euphorbia started as nothing more than a few dragons hanging out together, and even though it's grown since then it still feels like a group of friends & family.

The members range from a solid core of harmless knitting, singing and gardening homebodies through a smattering of scientists and magic workers to retired mercenaries and over-enthusiastic guard patrols ready to chase anything that moves. It's like 50% hugs and 50% death, you have to feel sorry for any hostile intruders who are lulled into a false sense of security by the gardens and knitting circles and then discover 1) mirror death patrols and 2) exactly how many giant guardians, ridgebacks and imperials there are 3) Fleck's experiments.

Anyway, the only reason such a mess of dragons holds together is by collecting a handful of pretty talented leaders, and a core group of dragons eager to pitch in together and get work out of the way so everyone can get back to hobbies & relaxation.

The clan was originally tucked away among the tall tangled trees of the Shrieking Wilds, near a shallow stony river marking the edge of the Gladeveins. But the clan has recently effed around & found out as their increasingly risky experiments with magic opened a large portal. This portal unceremoniously dumped the whole clan, half of its gardens, several nearby groups of travellers, and a small band of detectives investigating the clan's magical shenanigans into the middle of wind flight territory