Bogg

Bogg

Forest Guard Captain

Mate: Durant - Element: Plague

Familiars: Frecher


Born from what seemed like the forest itself, Bogg emerged a full grown dragon, his body covered in mud, branches and leaves. All stuck together in the frame of a dragon. This home he was born from, it all seemed so beautiful from his view on the ground. Up to the top he went, eyes even wide. This place would not be wiped.. Not from where he could protect it.

Any of those that entered the forests innards, he'd always watch from the tree tops. Despite his large frame, he could jump from branch to branch, as quiet as a mouse. He let them gather what they wanted, have camp. Or if they wanted a tree for their own clan. He watched how they chop'd it, sizing them up and judging them like nothing else mattered. Most times they we're sincere dragons, but most would take more then their fair share, in that moment, the tundra would strike out to them and get them away.

Soon came a clan that settled on the edge of the forest, there clan was slowly growing each time a chick was born. The tundra watched them from a far, often leaving bundles of food and wood on the out reaches, which the clan took and used for themselves. In turn, the clan left armor and shared food from their own stores. They knew tell of this forest protector and wished the tundra well.

He soon became a bit more open. The tundra actually started to eat their offerings in the open eye. Many told tales of him among the clan. One decided to actually seek him out among the trees. Durant was her name, a spiral she was. So curling through the trees was no big deal. She easily found the tundra, a sleep among a hallowed out tree. The armor they had made was adorned on his body, fresh marks among him as well. This put a frown to the spiral. She tapped his shoulder a few times, his eyes heavy with sleep. He gave her one look over and down to sleep he went once more. This worried her so. So to to work she went, fixing up the tundras torn up hide.

By the next time he awoke, the smell of peppermint salves wafted off his body. This made the tundra smile. This clan that dwelled out there.. He'd always let them have passage.