CaptainCrackers' Clan

I collect the following items

Petalwing Matriarch

Insect

This high-class insect only makes its home in the most beautiful of rainforest gardens. You won't ever catch it anywhere near a bush or a tree.

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Vibrant Flutterer

Insect

Known for their incredibly long lives and migration patterns, it is not uncommon to see the same butterfly swarms year-after-year.

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Lore
The snow is becoming blinding. The cold is numbing. Finding shelter is the only thing on your mind.

As you stumble around, you notice an almost imperceptible indent into the mountains around you. As you make your way towards it, you notice it is not just an indent but a cave heavily concealed by a fallen tree. The cave quickly opens up into a massive cavern. Snow drifts in through the entrance from the blizzard raging outside, but it is much warmer in here away from the wind.

As you search for a way deeper into the cave to hopefully seek more warmth, you notice a large, intricately carved door at the back of the cavern. It is slightly ajar, just enough to slip through. Through the door, there is a long hallway with rooms branching off.

Whoever once occupied these halls must have left long ago. Everything is covered with a fine layer of dust. What valuables must have been here at one time have either been taken by the original occupants when they left or scavenged by others.

There is only one room that seems to be intact. Towards the end of the long hall is a smaller room. The walls are lined with towers of books. In the center of the room, there is a desk with one fairly large book on it. The book is bound in leather and seems to be many years old. Like everything else, it is also covered in dust. On the front of the old tome there are two words written in intricate script:

Tribe Ignoria

As you flip through the book, you notice that it seems to be a record of the clan that must have once lived here. The first few pages seem to describe the clan as a whole - a layout of what all the rooms once were used for, a description of ceremonies unique to this clan.

The next bunch of pages seem to be descriptions of the members of the clan complete with pictures. Some are paragraphs of information, their life before the clan, their role in the clan, their personalities. Some are but a few jotted down notes as if their pages were yet to be finished.

The rest of the book seems to be accounts of events. Battles with other flights, celebrations of holidays, what was normal everyday life for these dragons. The last few pages are ripped out leaving you wondering what could have happened to what seems to have once been a bustling group of dragons well off in this land. Perhaps they are dead, attacked by a group of rival dragons or the Beastclans. Perhaps they simply moved on in search of new territory for whatever reason. You suppose you may never know. Whatever the case, their fate is of no consequence to you as you walk back out to the first large cavern to wait out the storm that has stranded you here in order to return to where you came from. The ending of this "Tribe Ignoria" is sure to soon leave your mind. The truth forever lost, known only to the walls of these rooms and to the blinding white snow.