Hope

The Hatchling was found on the clan's doorsteps, with countless wounds all around her. A single note was found beside her, written in spilled blood with hasty talons.
Hope.
Her name.
The Clan of Forgotten Dreams had stolen her away from her parents at birth, swirling her away into their twisted Spires of hatred and regrets.
Due to some stroke of luck, or perhaps it was a miracle, Hope had made it out alive.
Her Caretaker, however, did not.
Pylae had fled the Clan at night, desperate to escape the godless Clan, running from the Hunters hot on his trail.
On one final, desperate plea, the Imperial had cast the hatchling away, to a distant clan.
Pylae left her fate to the gods, pleading that they may have mercy on the child.
What her fate may be, it will be up to the Clan to decide.
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TheThe Clan of Forgotten Dreams ,made hope an outcast.
The young dragon set out on a journey, to find what you ask?
Anything.

She was angry, hurt. Pylae had abandoned her.
The Clan of Forgotten Dreams forced her out.
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Hope had been journeying for days. She had found refuge in a Friendly Clan . But she had decided that she couldn't stay there for long and she set up again... Just as she had lost hope she found another colony of dragons... these ones weren't extremely welcoming but they were nice enough that Hope thought she could stay there for a while...
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Hope had settled down in the kingdom (for at least a while now), she believed it would be time to get moving soon... but she had heard a dragon shouting about a job offer to become the hatchling caretaker... Hope had a thought... what if... what if... she could... give these hatchlings the life that was taken away from her... the family she could have lived with... the caretaker she could have adventured with... the CLAN who took everything away from her...
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