Endaris

Arcadia was but a humble family of a fae, a tundra, a guardian and a hatchling nocturne living on the edge of the Crystalspine reaches and Starwood Strand.
The fae, Peyt, was known for her wisdom and was a prodigy among the newest clans. Her research into the creatures known as the shade, and the phenomenon that surrounds certain dragons was a work of art among the literature of other scholars. She was but a young talented dragon with a tiny clan however, doing research on her own was no easy task. She pressed into the unknown too often, and became shade touched. She eventually forced the small family into wind, as her frantic whispering grew.
The tundra stayed behind with Peyt as the nocturne, Endaris and the guardian, Banshee fled.



The world around Endaris shattered that day.
Endaris has discovered the tiny family, getting lost and seperated from a flock of nocturnes. She hatched over the Viridian forest, and often flew with the flock- but one day she fell off one of the nocturnes backs.
This family was all she knew, and now her mother, although strangely muted in color now, was telling Banshee to leave with her and never return.
Endaris vaguely remembers a warning cry towards her, but not the exact words.
“Naomi- Avoid her at alsts Endaris! DO not get tempted by her herald’s words!”
Panicked by the fact she was being taken away from the one she knew of as her mother, she forgotten the warning. She reached out towards her while Banshee carried her in her maw. Banshee tried to calm the hatchling, once they were far enough away.
"Endaris, we are heading to wind's territory. It is safe there. Mother had been... dealing with something evil. Something that wants to harm us. It wasn't safe for us anymore, Endaris..."

The whispering words did little to soothe the grieving dragon.


Soon enough, Endaris became used to being without Peyt and the other, Slowly gaining and losing clan-mates in wind. Endaris and Banshee found a safe haven constructed by a Ridgeback's digging. The initial cavern was... relatively big, with a stream flowing through it and into another chamber deep down. Endaris didn't stay for long in the cavern as it grew lonesome, and instead opted for the bamboo outside of it. It was there she started gaining companions- first the coatl speckles, who helped hunt. Then Sayiir and Oreka came, then many, many more.

It was then, a shy imperial approached the fledgling clan, with a hood covering his face and a mask. Endaris had never seen that apparel before, and greeted him kindly.
Nahkropiik was his name, and he revealed he was sent to be the ambassador for the clan from the Viridian Labyrinth.

Time has passed since then- Nahkropiik has settled down with Endaris, and their grandson has taken up the mantle for being the Nature Ambassador. They now reside in the Forest of Bamboo and Trees, commanding the tree wardens. Endaris appointed Vulonlok as clan matriach, hoping all would be well...

Seeing Vulonloks obsession with the naomi blooded however brought back the memories of Peyt.... and it struck her, looking at the war brewing inside Arcadia.

"Naomi- Avoid her at all costs! Endaris- Do not get tempted by her heralds' words!"

Looking back, Endaris was paranoid about the glitched blooded. She was but a worried nocturne, seeing the conflict settled before bloodshed was calming
But knowing these dragons, she shook her head. The glitched blooded ones weren't all that bad... but they should be left to govern themselves, and she should head back to work. Peyt was a fool, messing with shade and things a normal dragon shouldn't mess with in pursuit of knowledge.