Kleonike

Council Member


Kleonike hails from a much different territory of Mother Gladekeeper than her adopted lair does. Where they are large, her birth-home was small and tight-knit.
The amount of refugees and former criminals Azulehaven allows to walk freely in their lair would have never been permitted in her old home.
Azulehaven freely accepts trade and assistance from outside lairs. Kleonike's former home was determined to be as self-reliant as possible.
If Azulehaven was a paradise for all, then Yulinleaf was the closed fortress for few.

In many ways her old stomping grounds has yet to prove itself adaptable to the changing world of Sornieth. Yulinleaf had a fascinating relationship with the idea of death. While no dragon breed, save for the gods, were untouchable it was considerably hard to kill a dragon as old age seemed to never touch them save for the truly ancient. Those who finally met their fate were considered 'reborn' and above the rest. Including the living.
The older she grew the more she became aware of how the dead were often treated so much better than the living.

She could do better than a secluded village with black and white delusions of how things should be in their little circle. Kleonike was sure of this. There was more to a life worth living than worshiping graves and refusing outsiders. Her family, not appreciating her sentimentality and ambitions, didn't even say goodbye when she left out the gate.
With no real plan or direction, she simply set off. Along the way she came across a Vulpine Beastclan fox named Aleeka. The fox had no tribe to return to and was seeking haven herself. The young beast had heard of a lair said to give respite to all, dragon and beastclan alike. AzuleHaven. It was a huge stretch, the journey and placing trust in a Beastclan, but Kleo didn't have a home to go back to herself.
It was the first of many risks she has taken since arriving in AzuleHaven.
She's since risen her way from a quiet refugee to a verified member of the elite Council. Aleeka is her right hand and closest friend. Nothing bonds two souls like a terrifying journey to a unknown home they are unsure will even accept them.