Something about Zeal makes the others in the clan uncomfortable. He stays to himself for the most part , however misfortune seems to find those who cross him. No one seems to really know much about him, but they all share the uneasy feeling they get when he's around. Slowly seems to be growing a following of dragons that appear from seemingly nowhere. Shapeshifts into a cat to ride around on Gar's back contently. Wears a strange ring that seems to be giving him his shapeshifting powers.

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Zeals Personal Journal Kept close to Zeal, very few are allowed to peer in .

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Day 1-
I've decided to keep records of my new life . For what reason i am unsure.
After wandering for seemingly endless times I've come across a clan nestled on the edge of the plague lands, bordering the earth territories. Their lair is dug into the side of a great mountain, large boulders hiding the entrance. If i hadn't known it was here i doubt i would have found it. As a approach the entrance a gray and red tundra, adorned with red feathers approaches me. He seems to be a guard of sorts. I spoke with him briefly, and it seems he similar to me, a wanderer. He was adopted into this clan at a young age and raised by the leaders of it. He tells me the clan leader is currently away on a hunting mission and will be back tomorrow. I will sleep on the outskirts of their territory and be back.

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Day 2-
Sunrise in the plaugelands is always a sight to behold. Even on the outskirts of it the red and orange hues that fill the sky take my full attention. I went back to the lair entrance, this time being greeted by a dark mirror dragon, covered in furs and feathers and a female tundra, wearing a similar fur. The mirror turned out to be the clan leader, and the tundra his mate. They are very different to one another, the mirror seeming viscous and unpredictable, while the tundra is soft spoken and kind. I explained to them my situation and the tundra gladly accepted me into the clan. The mirror on the other hand simple stood, watching me with an unsettling look. I'm not sure how i feel about that.

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Day 5-
I have not had time to write, as I've been busy making a home for myself here. I was offered a large room in the main cave but have decided against it. Something about being that close to so many other dragons makes me uncomfortable. Inside i feel a stirring, and a voice telling me it's not safe. I found a smaller opening in the mountain side about an hours walk east. It's closer to the border of the tangled wood as well as dragonhome, making for an interesting scenery. Mushrooms and short dry grasses seem to be the common foliage and bright crystals line the inside of my new home. Luminescent mushrooms light the darkest corners and a tangle of vines helps hide the entrance. I feel at peace here. I've been told this is still within Skipps territory, and even if I wish to lead a more secluded life i will still be considered one of the clan. I think I've found a good home.

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Day 12-
Once again I've been to busy to write. I spend my days digging out a better space in my cavern and gathering supplies. I ventured into the Tangled wood and tore down a massive mushroom. I spent the rest of the day dragging the cap of it back into my resting quarters. It is spongy and soft, and it now serves as a soft bed. The one down side to this place is a lack of vegetation. The ground is dry and dusty and of the things that do grow, very few of them are edible. I will have to make a farm of sorts if i wish to survive here long.

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Day 13-
While vegetation is sparce, small critters are bountiful. Rabbits, rats, birds, lizards, snakes, and more. I suppose i could change my diet.

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Day 21-
It took some time for my body to adjust. My body ached and fevered ravished me. I don't know if it's more in part due to living in a plagued land or my change in diet but it was a harsh time. I seem to have recovered at this point though. I particularly enjoy rabbit.

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Day 34-
I've been here for roughly a month and have settled in well. My new home is finished for now so that's one less thing to worry about. I feel the need to describe the layout. From the entrance you follow a small passageway into a large open cavern. This is where i spend most of my time inside. The walls are covered in bring luminescent mushrooms that give it a soft glow. To the right is a short passage to my sleeping quarters and the left leads to my storage area. The store room is dug back deeper into the hard earth, keeping the food in it cold and preventing rot. I also store here any items of interest i find, along with odd bits and pieces.
My bedroom is modest, only large enough for me to move around on all fours. If i were to try to stand on my hind legs my head would hit the ceiling . I am able to stretch my wings out mostly, but not all the way. It's cozy though and i like that. The mushroom cap i brought has maintained its softness and works as a wonderful bed. Furs and soft long grasses cover the areas not taken up by it. I've cleared out all the luminescent mushrooms from this area, save a few in the far corner.
If you continue straight from the main room you reach another sizable room. I have yet to do anything with this area other than clean out the spider webs and loose rocks. I'm not sure what to do with it and will leave it for now.

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Day 84-
A strange dragon has arrived. He's covered in odd dark cloaks and furs. I'd say that he's a tundra by the fur sticking out in random places. He doesn't seem to speak at all, just growl and grunt . He also doesn't appear to have wings. He doesn't seem bad though. I let him into my home and he slept in the back unused room for quite some time. When he woke he wolfed down a portion of my dried meats. Seems the poor thing was famished. I've named him Gar based off the strange grumbling sound he makes at times. I think he'll make a fine friend.

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Day 89-
Gar has made himself quite at home. I haven't learned much more about him but i enjoy his company. Hes taken over the back room, spending much of his days digging new tunnels and rooms. I'm not sure why but i don't mind. He's managed to uncover a hidden mountain spring which is incredibly helpful as well. I feel safe with him, something I'm not used to feeling around other dragons. He doesn't seem phased by my abilities either, a pleasant surprise.

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Day 93-
Gar has settled in nicely. He joins me on my hunts and seems quite protective of me. I don't mind, i enjoy his silent companionship . He seems smarter than i first gave him credit for, he's a fine hunter and skilled at stalking up on his prey. I feel safer overall with him . He's taken to sleeping outside of my room at night, and some nights in it as well. I have to be in my cat form to accommodate us both but he seems to like the company, especially on stormy nights.

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Day 121-
I woke up to Gar growling fiercly at the entrance to our home. On edge, i walked closer to find a Pearlcatchter standing outside. Though a blindfold covered her eyes she seemed to be staring right at us. She herself seems to blend into the shadowy scenery quite well. Before i have a chance to speak she does. She introduces herself as Nerien, a traveling 'witch' as she put it. Gar seemed to calm down at this point and we had her in to speak. Overall she seems nice. It's amazing how she seemed to get around so well without the use of sight. She said she see's dragons 'Auras' , something she explained as a dragons magical energy. Apparently mine is gray/green, Gar's is dark purple.

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Day 124-
Like Gar, Nerien seems to have made herself at home. She has chosen a room from the many caverns and tunnels Gar has dug out and settled in. She seems to keep to herself for the most part, which is perfectly fine , if not preferable. So far it seems she spends most of her time in the oppressive dark that her room brings. I suppose due to her blindness she has no need for light, but it is somehow unsettling how well she navigates the deepest reaches of the cave system where not even luminescent mushrooms grow.

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Day 131-
I feel as if i now know why Nerien refers to herself as a witch. During the night, at some point I was awoken by a high muffled sound. On alert I exited my cave, with Gar at my side to investigate. Upon leaving i am greeted to the sight of Nerien , back-lit by the full moon, cackling as petals and foxfires danced around her. While unnerving at first, i soon felt an odd peace in watching the display. The plants that adorn her, which i thought long dead, seems to move and sway on there own, joining in this ethereal dance. I know not how long i sat watching, however as the moon started to fade from the sky and the first rays of light touched the treetops it was over. I went back into my room and slept until mid-day.

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Day 133-
Nerien and Gar seem to be getting along quite well. I often find them sitting together and 'talking; . Nerien seems to understand the gruff huffing sounds Gar makes, and replies in her own soft and quiet voice.
Additionally, while Nerien is useless for hunting , she is quite adept at gathering useful herbs and plants, as well as making potions. So far she has been able to produce potions that heal wounds instantly, as well as restore mana. She has become a useful and welcome addition to our group.