Flich

Flich

Clan Title:

Unknown

Current Mate:

Rhana

Personal quote:

"Many ponder on why I call thoze who yell 'Mein lieben' upon death, cowardz. Hear mein freund, they are zimply azhamed of failing in ze life. Zimple as that."

Bio:

I begin eazy and simple. I waz raised in a very uzual family, father, mother, the zimple concept a family could be. My home waz a big sized allianze of clans with a strict hierarchy, ze leaders and ze dragonz working with zem were like gods. I evenzually worked my wingz off to climb up from ze pit of desperate living, obviouzly leaving my family behind but zey weren't much of an importance.
... Why I left? Well, zome of ze dragonz I worked with began to act in a strange manner, not thinking straight and ignoranze in dragonz easily irritates me. Ze conflicts and unfortunate eventz eventually made me leave and az a matter of fact, it was like a breath of fresh air. Leaving ze home, I figured if I could find another roof over my head, not succeeding too well no. Evenzually I arrived to this part of Zornieth and ze Courier brought me here. Let'z say I've zeen much more organized clans but thiz one zeems like a decent enough plaze to stay.
Mein partie? Yez, I have not decided what I could rezerve myself into zust yet. I find ze planning against Beaztclans quite intriguing, we will zee if I find myself more involved, yez?
Mein freunde? I enzoy talking with ze superior healer Rhana and ze doctor and surgeon Walgrend. Ze healer and I apparently share the zame language and ze topics of our conversationz are zomething not every dragon would wish to participate on, no? But when it comez to love, I am bonded to myself. Mein lieben never falls out of ze love.

When one createz promizes in zuch young age, one'z brain is not quite fully grown into ze adulthood. Iz not ze same az loosing one'z innocence, it is... Something much more complicated. In this zcript I announce ze downfall of mein promize. I found love from this fortrez of Lightning. Zhe is something that breakz all of mein foolish promisez. Zhe shakes handz with ze master of Death. Zhe... Iz mein lieben.

Red Linen Fabric Scrap

Dragonmade

An intact scrap of linen fabric. Red is the color of action.

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Black Bishop

Trinkets

Looks like it might be a bad bishop.

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