Harista
Archaeologist/ Vagabond/ Medium
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Harista ran her claws over another stone tablet she found. She smiled wistfully down at the writing. She was so close to understanding what they mean. Unfortunately, that's what she always tells herself. All the crumbling reliefs, shattered pots, and old tablets can't tell her anything. She returns to her chamber to fill it with more useless objects. This is the past. The spirits of loss fill her ears with promises of knowledge yet she can't understand the language they speak.

She angrily points to the hastily scribbled interpretations hanging on her wall, "This is the past. We can't forget that whoever made these is no longer around. They are gone for a reason. Mistakes of the past cannot be forgotten or we will repeat them!" "And what mistakes are those?" Harista sighs in frustration. "I don't know and that's what I'm trying to figure out."

"Tell me when the night is gone,
Like washed away,
Make a wish beneath the mourning star.
When the victory is won,
The old cliché,
Underneath the same old mourning star.

(rest in peace all that be good)
why please tell me why
(rest in piece thy fatherhood)
You gave the world all this pain"






Memorial

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Chersith



Chersith's bio

Chersith
Forager



"To conquer all that fate lays down on me
With breaking heart I see

The skies they are falling
But still I journey on
Our eyes bear the flame
In our veins an ancient fire burns"

Orsand

Orsand and his twin sister were born on the same day as Tornar, Tianlor, and Terga. The five basically grew up together and they would all like to think of each other as siblings. Orsand remembers the clans time in the Tsunami Flats vividly. He loved being able to see the sky whenever he wanted. He adored the way the moon would reflect of the peaceful sea. When they moved to their new home he missed it all. Everything he enjoyed doing in the fresh air was moved into the dark caverns that where only lit by the light dragons magic. As soon as he could he asked Tornar what he should do. She told him that he would see many lands and meet many fascinating people before he would find his true place in the clan. He took this as her blessing and he was off to see the world.

"Some choose to fall behind
Some choose to lead
Some choose a golden path
Laden with greed
But it's the noble heart
That makes you strong
And in that heart, I'm with you all along...

The olde village lanterne
Is calling me onward
Leading wherever I roam
The olde village lanterne
A light in the dark
Bringing me closer to home..."

Nipi

Evur and Ibis

Mendrin

Son of Warbok and Darla Husband of Attria

Velnani

Daughter of Vikukr and Silna

Moved Away

Neirva now named Zereketh




" The forge took up most of Neirva's time. There was no time relax with a small metal shop and the burning fires to be taken care of. The forge is what kept the Cave system warm. It had a vent leading to the nest, making the eggs the perfect temperature. This system must be carefully maintained to keep everyone in the clan comfortable and it was all on her shoulders. The old Maren ruins drained of water where comprised entirely of stone which keeps the area around the forge almost unbearably hot but Neirva has found ways to protect herself.

She is an expert artist when it comes to weapons. What ever you need she can make. As long as you don't catch her after her night out, she is eager to please. She takes one night a week as her free night where she can do what ever she wants. She can be found hanging around the tavern. She normally picks her free nights as the ones when the most music and dancing is going on. She takes this time to to talk with the other clan members and partying. She mainly hangs out with Ethas, Emmueri, and Evur. She is a very sloppy drunk. She likes the feeling but always regrets it in the morning when she has to get up and work. "

Frezz




Fazolth



Fisher

Shy
Clumsy
Foregetful
Loving
Her Charge is an old spear she found


"I went afield to hazel bush
There was a fire in my head
I cut myself a fishing rod
And so I continued in the dark

As the moon was looking at the stars
I went to the silver river
Caught a fish, clear as the moon
With my dark hazel rod."

Normal Familiar Brightwing Dwarf Hainu named Rainbow

Amadot