Mab

Mab

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It’s generally considered rude to go digging too deep in another clan’s lair — unless you’re invited. And you’ll know you’re invited when your gaze starts to wander from Eser’s usually performances and antics, and when your gaze falls on the glowing purple and green mushrooms leading a trail into a tunnel you didn’t notice before. If you follow these mushrooms into the shadows, that’s where you’ll find Mab’s circus.

Dazzling lights, mushrooms come to life, shadows dancing on the walls, familiars of all sorts twirling in synchronous harmony…And at the center of it all, Mab herself, turning to welcome you with a smile and open wings. You have found your way here, after all — and that makes you a welcomed and esteemed guest. Take your seat in the audience, and prepare to be amazed.

Mab was once a lone traveling performer before she found her way to the Clan of the Striking Bolt, who welcomed her caravan with open arms. As dazzled as they were by her illusions and card tricks, she was even more dazzled by their way of life, and chose to permanently set up her circus in a secret part of their lair. To avoid overcrowding her newfound clan, Mab cast a spell on the lair space she claimed as her own, so that only who received her invitation could enter and enjoy her show.

Mab lives for a show, and loves both entertaining others and being entertained. Her taste for drama is both her greatest strength and her greatest weakness, and if you find yourself invited to her circus, it usually means Mab thinks of you as someone with the potential to be entertaining. Her manner of speech is rather old-fashioned, and she peppers her sentences with “thou”s, “thee”s, “thy”s, “hath”s, and exclamations of “hark!”.

In fact, the entertainment prospect is what led Mab to stay in the Clan of the Striking Bolt. All the different facets and factions of the ongoing technological revolution — that’s the kind of drama she lives for. Family member against family member, friend against friend, brother against sister. Mab just wants to wait by the sidelines and watch everything happen.

This doesn’t mean she’s a bad or nefarious dragon, of course. If anything, Mab is neither “good” nor “evil”. She has her own moral compass: what entertains her, and what doesn’t. Her smile may be wicked, but her intentions aren’t. She’s just waiting for something to really and truly dazzle her.