Azial

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Azial sniffed the air. She could tell from the musty scent that she was now entering a new territory. Her ears perked. She would have to be careful. Entering a new land was dangerous, but she had to keep going.

Despite being so young, Azial left her home. She had long felt the urge to leave. Two things drove her to journey. The first was the natural urge of the Guardian, to search for her charge. The second was to discover who she truly was. She felt, it was possible that the two desires might be the same.

No matter how hard she tried, Azial could not open her eyes. She was not concerned about being blind, it just simply was that. She could get along just fine, and her sense of hearing and smell far surpassed those of her old clanmates. No, what had really bothered her was she didn't know her own flight.
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"You can hear me." The voice stated.



"I shall grant thee sanctum within my domain." The voice whispered in her ears yet sounded an eternity away.

Azial slowly opened her eyes for the first time. They glistened with the deep purple glow of the shadows.


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Azial is the leader of the clan. Long ago she left her home to make her own clan believing it was the destiny that Shadowbinder had given her. She is a very kindhearted dragon which is often hidden behind her serious and strong demeanor. She values loyalty to the clan and as a guardian dragon she has chosen all those who join her clan to be under her protection.

Because of her kindhearted nature, she accepts many into her clan that are misfits and rejected, but should anyone who joins show disloyalty or harm to others under her care they risk the fullness of her wrath and strength. For those who decide to join the clan there is always a place for them to be welcomed, protected, and belong.

There are only a few rules in her clan, but they are strictly followed.

When a dragon becomes of age, or proves themselves ready, Azial bestows them a name and place in the clan.

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