Goldenstorm's Clan

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Stormtalon: Here in the Southern Icefield, life is hard. There is winter for three-fourths of the entire year, and for the final 3 months it’s like autumn. Yet, we still find a way to live. Everyone in this clan, even though most of them are not considered among the better dragons in Sornieth, are strong, both in strength and in will. A few years ago, this place was a battlefield. Now, it’s a clan. A clan of, well, somewhat unified dragons. Welcome to Goldenstorm.

Gabriel: If you want to live, please back off. Not because I don't want you here, it's because my dragons have a bad reputation of...um "accidentally" killing people. Or making them feel like they died. Sanity is very hard to find around here. Even the calmest of dragons have their crazy sides. Let me demonstrate.

*clicks radio and "Let it Go" starts playing*

*enraged roaring sounds*

You might want to run. Like, right now.

We will not be responsible for any cause of death or injury. Have a nice day.