Noise

"Oh, I hope Margo hasn't started another fight with their selves again..."

-Noise is the clans record keeper.
-Keeps track of members.
-Watches and studies the nature and personalities of Aberration dragons.
-Keeps the peace between Margo's two heads.

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Noise, a small Fae, stumbled upon the two headed creature known as Margo arguing one day while exploring the Wyrmwound. So entranced over their arguing, Noise,with his curious nature, flew closer to the beast, an Arberration yet kin.

"We should call it, Har." a soft feminine voice with a soft rasp suggested. "No, we should call it, Rah!" exclaimed a higher pitch from beside the first head. "NO! WE CALL IT HAR!" the Aberration began thrashing both it's large tails against the stone ground. "WE CALL IT RAH!" The left head continued to argue with the right.

"Hey,!" Yelled the little Fae as he flew over to calm the two headed beast. "How about we call it 'Harurah'? That way it's both names?" Noise flew between the two heads waiting for a response to his clever solution.

The beast sat and thought with it's two heads, "Ah, yes, Margo likes it! We calls this Harurah" Both declared in unison, Noise wiping the sweat from his brow. It was then that he realized they had been arguing over the name of their cave, a large dwelling just on the outskirts of the Wyrmwound.

Margo made their march inside the cave, "Come." they call out the the tiny Fae, apparently they had taken a liking to the tiny creature. "They will come and we will show Mother, Margo is Strong, Margo is brave. Margo make clan mighty and many."

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Jackal

It wasn't long before Margo and Noise were greeted by another Aberration, an Aberration among the Aberration. They called them selves Jackal. The two creatures that lived as one tended to be quiet and observant, they often whispered amongst them selves.

While Margo would proudly wait for others to come, Noise would watch as Jackal worked. An uncommon trait amongst the unusual kin. It seemed that Jackal was attempting to impress Margo, perhaps it was their way in showing the other their worth. Noise continued to watch the behavior of these two Aberrations. "Absolutely fascinating."

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Mural

It happened on a rather sweltering day, a large shadow loomed over the cave, a large Imperial fell from the sky. He had been hurt the pain clear in his green eyes. "A natured dragon? This far into the Wyrmwound?" Noise had seen so many strange occurrences these past few days. "H..help me, my w..wing." The Imperial's left wing had been hit, ooze and puss ate at the leathery hid.

"What are you waiting for?" The left side of Margo chirp up, "Let's get this fellow inside." Chimed the right. "And how do you expect a tiny creature like myself bring in such a large one like him?" Both heads gave a huff but Margo marched forth, "We will takes him in then Noise can take cares of him, yes?"

Days past and Noise did what he could to help the Imperial. He watched Margo and Jackal care for a kin who was considered the enemy as though he were a wounded friend. Margo would go about muttering, "Make Mother proud, Margo take care of hers, Margo make them strong."

Mural woke a few days later, Noise learned of his struggle, he was only trying to find food when the beastclan attacked. They caught him off guard blinding one eye. He had taken off in flight, still being a young dragon he tried to get away. Unfortunately this put him in the Scarred Wasteland.

Not used to the unfriendly terrain, Mural ended up lost and his wing spattered with ooze. His wing would take longer to heal, the acid like substance leaving burns along his right flank.

"Mural stays in Harurah, we make him strong." "Mural will be fine warrior." Margo heads stood proud of their new charge.

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"By the gods, Margo was right.." Noise watched as dragon kin after dragon kin began emerging from all over.

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Bonzai

Bonzai's arrival was unexpected to say the least. The young Aberration was a wild one, having gotten into a fight with a Serthis and fled with their tails between their legs. Margo decided that she would make the "stupid" pup strong. "I dunno, I kinda like Bonzai the way they are. Their is never a dull moment.." The small fae chuckle as he shook his head, Bonzai had came around a corner a little too fast resulting in them crashing into the resident statue, Obelisk, Izolde. The old man grumbling about not being able to sleep with such rambunctious youngsters always running amuck.

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Izolde

Izolde apparently came with the cave, no one noticed the old Obelisk at first, not even Noise. He probably would have continued to go unnoticed had it not been for the young Bonzai, they had been running arounf the den, too much pent up energy, they had rounded a random corner deeper within the cave system of Harurah. They had crashed into what everyone had thought just a mere statue, that is until the old man yelled about letting old men sleep, Noise will definitely never forget the sight of a retreating Bonzai, tails between their legs. "He lives is Haruah, he belongs to Margo now." Margo was rather quick to declair upon learning of Izolde. "I beg your pardon? I belong to no one, but I will stay none the less, no one else takes care of the library anyways." The old Obelisk huffed but pondered off back to his slumber.

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Ifrit and Orisa

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Tamale

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Spider

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