Drochspruis

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Drochspruis was the clan's first Spiral, and their first Lightning dragon. There were concerns at first, given the clan's Nature roots; Spirals are known for killing trees as they make their lairs. The concerns only doubled when the hyper hatchling attached himself to the diminutive Preachan, born of Plague; the two would go on to create the Witches' Garden, a dark, mysterious grove within Bramblewood territory where tricks, traps, and terrors lay in wait to ensnare the unwary. Visitors are often warned away from the shadowy swath of trees... not that that prevents any residents from coming out to say hello, of course.

Fortunately for everyone, Drochspruis, while impish and sly, is not of a malicious bent. In fact, he often tempers his mate Preachan's more destructive attitudes, funneling them in more harmless (but still, of course, fun) directions.

One thing's for sure, though... when you see Preachan stalking the grove, conferring with a living green scarf slithering over and around her body, change is coming. Be prepared.

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Drochspruis is the clan's Lightning representative. He frequently spends his time tinkering with scraps, exercising his agile mind with inventions. If you can follow his speech, he's quite knowledgeable; the trick is sticking with him as his focus jumps from place to place without warning.

What are Drochspruis' favorite things to make? Fireworks. Pyrotechnics are his passion. If you hear him cackling, take cover and protect your ears!

He calls his familiar Saltan. Whether he needs him for a strong current or a strong arm, a Saltan battery usually gets the job done! (This joke is one of many which causes Preachan to roll her eyes and try not to look amused.)