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LORE

THE STARS DIDN'T ALIGN THAT DAY….

Fractured, shattered remains of a brilliant asteroid streaked across the sky. Illuminated in the onslaught, the gazers of the Observatory watched in awe and horror as the alien stones of the cosmos rained down from the heavens. Clans as far as the crystalline reaches emerged from their aura-filled lairs to watch the starlit spectacle, whilst meteors crashed into the floating islands surround them. The sky was on fire; the Arcanist did nothing…

But everything seemed to fade into existence when the stars shifted. No one seemed to notice: the astronomers below had their pupils glued to the firework display and the reigning deity drowned his ears in his new enchantments. Amidst the obscurity, a young guardian stared up to the highest point of the observatory and screamed in horror. The Arcanist's eye flinched, his enchantments ceased; the constellations shifted left, and the sky bent inward..

A great monolith of glistening stone pierced the heavens, with remnants of its magnitude trailing alongside. Raziel ran out of the Observatory, clutching her fae mate Vanial in her pocket. The Arcanist remained noiseless and still. Outside, Raziel and millions of Arcanites watched in disbelief as the veil of clouds illuminated over the flight, and the clouds gave way the cosmic giant. The cool, night air now singed scales, warping the mystical energies of the surrounding land. The worst though-was the impact.

The earth groaned and the quilt of starlight was burned away…the sky shone starless. Winds whipped and whirled, sending smaller clans retreating in stampedes back to their lairs, leaving others at the mercy of the gales. Raziel shoved Vanial further into her coat pocket, shielding each other with her wings. Through a squinted eye, she gazed out across the flight. A crack fractured the ethereal plane from the sea, forking inland toward the sinking asteroid. An orb of runic and astral aura manifest on contact wight he behemoth stone, echoing the sounds of the cosmos. The Arcanist still said nothing. Raziel closed her eyes as screams of drakes young and old raced pass her.

The silence was more terrifying, though. Her eyes opened to find herself at the center of the enchanted orb. Confusion was an understatement. But the sight of the Arcanist overshadowed her mind. Neither spoke as the deity lifted a claw. A faint, pink orb containing a small dragon floated from behind his crest, and down to Raziel. She gasped, distraught upon realizing it was Vanial, alive but unconscious. The guardian leapt to grab him, but the orb pulled back. She looked at the Arcanist. "GIVE HIM TO ME! He needs help!" she exclaimed, tears streaking her cheek.

The deity's monotone expression never yielded, nor did his maw. "He does. But so does this flight…why do you hinder your power, little guardian?"

Raziel growled, "What do you want from me!? Why do you hinder yours?"

"I have no sorrow for the imminent destruction around us, Raziel. And your sly wit won't move stone. If you want to save your mate and live, i suggest you take this astral throne."

The Arcanist snapped his claws and eleven doors of portals appeared around the orb, each leading to another world. "From these portals mold your charge, and I'll promise this asteroid won't barge. All eleven, hear me out, no more or less about. Strike the arrow, thunder has spoken, claim your clan and your destiny will be awoken…"
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LORE

THE STARS DIDN'T ALIGN THAT DAY….

Fractured, shattered remains of a brilliant asteroid streaked across the sky. Illuminated in the onslaught, the gazers of the Observatory watched in awe and horror as the alien stones of the cosmos rained down from the heavens. Clans as far as the crystalline reaches emerged from their aura-filled lairs to watch the starlit spectacle, whilst meteors crashed into the floating islands surround them. The sky was on fire; the Arcanist did nothing…

But everything seemed to fade into existence when the stars shifted. No one seemed to notice: the astronomers below had their pupils glued to the firework display and the reigning deity drowned his ears in his new enchantments. Amidst the obscurity, a young guardian stared up to the highest point of the observatory and screamed in horror. The Arcanist's eye flinched, his enchantments ceased; the constellations shifted left, and the sky bent inward..

A great monolith of glistening stone pierced the heavens, with remnants of its magnitude trailing alongside. Raziel ran out of the Observatory, clutching her fae mate Vanial in her pocket. The Arcanist remained noiseless and still. Outside, Raziel and millions of Arcanites watched in disbelief as the veil of clouds illuminated over the flight, and the clouds gave way the cosmic giant. The cool, night air now singed scales, warping the mystical energies of the surrounding land. The worst though-was the impact.

The earth groaned and the quilt of starlight was burned away…the sky shone starless. Winds whipped and whirled, sending smaller clans retreating in stampedes back to their lairs, leaving others at the mercy of the gales. Raziel shoved Vanial further into her coat pocket, shielding each other with her wings. Through a squinted eye, she gazed out across the flight. A crack fractured the ethereal plane from the sea, forking inland toward the sinking asteroid. An orb of runic and astral aura manifest on contact wight he behemoth stone, echoing the sounds of the cosmos. The Arcanist still said nothing. Raziel closed her eyes as screams of drakes young and old raced pass her.

The silence was more terrifying, though. Her eyes opened to find herself at the center of the enchanted orb. Confusion was an understatement. But the sight of the Arcanist overshadowed her mind. Neither spoke as the deity lifted a claw. A faint, pink orb containing a small dragon floated from behind his crest, and down to Raziel. She gasped, distraught upon realizing it was Vanial, alive but unconscious. The guardian leapt to grab him, but the orb pulled back. She looked at the Arcanist. "GIVE HIM TO ME! He needs help!" she exclaimed, tears streaking her cheek.

The deity's monotone expression never yielded, nor did his maw. "He does. But so does this flight…why do you hinder your power, little guardian?"

Raziel growled, "What do you want from me!? Why do you hinder yours?"

"I have no sorrow for the imminent destruction around us, Raziel. And your sly wit won't move stone. If you want to save your mate and live, i suggest you take this astral throne."

The Arcanist snapped his claws and eleven doors of portals appeared around the orb, each leading to another world. "From these portals mold your charge, and I'll promise this asteroid won't barge. All eleven, hear me out, no more or less about. Strike the arrow, thunder has spoken, claim your clan and your destiny will be awoken…"
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Philippians 4:13 I can do All things through Christ who gives me strength

WARNING: I am prone to use random LOTR and the Hobbit references XD
Houses of the Thunder-Arrow Clan (with links to House leaders)
Amidst the the Eleven houses branching from the manor of their clan leader, this house is nestled in the shadows of the Tangled Wood which provide optimal darkness for stargazing. These diligent astronomers to became just as obsessed with the stars as the Arcanist, but with a catch. Through their studies, the members of this house could enter and manipulate dreams, and predict changes in the growth and withering of the other houses…even other flights...
Anchored even deeper in the shadows alongside the Midnight-Dreamers is this Shade-speckled house. They crave no starlight, nor the comfort of dreams, instead fascinate themselves in exploring the nightmares of others. The magic wielded by the members of this house is often darer than most, but not intent on malice. They do not seek to cause any harm to anyone, or strike fear, yet most who visit this house think otherwise. In a nutshell, Shadowstride is the doppelgänger of their astronomy-loving neighbors…
Allied closely with Midnight-Dreamers, are these more astral-linked stargazers. Bonded so closely with their love of the cosmos, the Arcanine are the only dragons brave enough to wield the unstable aura of magic bestowed upon the clan by the Arcanist. But do not be fooled, though their pink exteriors may yield fondness and adorability, this mostly fae house pay no patronage to the Arcanist at all, seeking only to defend their clan…They dwell alongside Raziel, but live closer to the junction between Arcane and Earth.
In another portal, time is judged by sand and sun, and your worth in your heart. Here, the Sandwalkers divulge the secrets to their lengthy existence through a bustling trade market that expands throughout the whole house, and often leaks into others. Everyone here has a specialized craft that brings hoards of talent to the tips of their talons. These dragons are one with the earth around them, and the sand is their timekeeper, meant to be unbound by the containment of and Hourglass. Many other Houses look down upon the Sandwalkers for wanting a simpler life than the luxuries their royal bloodlines yield. Yes…some these nomads and castaways are actually of royal descent…
No one really knows what this vermillion-draped house stands for. Some find it curious that this house is virtually lore-less, yet their leader is the offspring of a lineage of witches with an extensive lore tale. Rumors have it that plague has always fascinated them, but none know to what extent. They are the least interactive of the Houses, and mostly keep to themselves…
As second smallest house, Tidewash more than makes up for their lack of members with an abundance of magic. It is from this house that all the pescatarians within the whole clan are supplied with fish. Ironic enough, not a single drop of dragon DNA here bears the Water flight as their birthplace.
Tamers of the flame, and passionate in all they do, Firetouch was forged on determination and heritage. At the helm of this churning furnace is Pyris the fire rep, whose very blood courses through many of her House subjects, and beyond. Scholars and archivists find hard evidence proving many of the other Houses within the clan are merely branches of this fiery House, for the descendants of Pyris remain scattered throughout the clan. Other houses once came to dislike Firetouch for its numerous members, and frequent overcrowding; but now the house has since been dethroned from the most numerous to being crowned the one of the oldest. Two lines of royalty live in harmony in Firetouch, for Pyris and her mate Cayat have children from previous relationships. Supported by fiery nobles and allies, Firetouch remains to be a force to be reckoned with.
Allied in light and in family with Firetouch is Lightveil. This House was actuallu=y forged on the basis of a clan alliance, which slowly grew into a powerhouse famous for endless archives and fantastic apparel. Some believe that tha members of this house are so obsessed and draped in light, that they're practically blind. In truth, members of Lightveil are not truly blind, but are stubborn to accepting any member not of royal blood…except for Arthur (whose lineage he's kept a secret).
The current largest House, their portal leads into the depths of the Viridian Labyrinth. Led by a granddaughter of the leader of Firetouch (with cousins in that clan and in Lightveil), this house is populated with warlocks, scouts, and mages alike. The royal bloodline from Pyris extends far into this clan, with great great great-grandchildren bearing the growth of the Gladekeeper and the blood of fire. This close-knit clan uses their magic to aid their clan in harvesting and sewing the seeds & fruit needed to sustain the clan. The warlocks of this house tend to keep the secrets of their power under lock and key…
Where the cold gnaws at your grit lies the domain of Winterbite. Wrapped in the frigid touch of their own essence, the member of this house age and grow at the pace of the glaciers. This house is one of the largest, yet one of the most mysterious. Winterbite is one of five actively breeding Houses, yet has one of the longest periods between new arrivals and members. Usually, like the Sandwalkers, Winterbite's new members are often almost always born from within the House itself, preferring to keep the icy aesthetic that their magic flourishes on as well as their arcane roots.
By far the smallest and youngest house, Hourlgass was formed with the union of steampunk aesthetic and creativity in mind. The house's only two members are quirky nonetheless, but also very knowledgeable in the maintenance of the observatory from where the Arcanist watches his canvas of stars. As expected for such a young house, their lore tells a short tale, but soon this house may prove to be more useful than it seems...
Houses of the Thunder-Arrow Clan (with links to House leaders)
Amidst the the Eleven houses branching from the manor of their clan leader, this house is nestled in the shadows of the Tangled Wood which provide optimal darkness for stargazing. These diligent astronomers to became just as obsessed with the stars as the Arcanist, but with a catch. Through their studies, the members of this house could enter and manipulate dreams, and predict changes in the growth and withering of the other houses…even other flights...
Anchored even deeper in the shadows alongside the Midnight-Dreamers is this Shade-speckled house. They crave no starlight, nor the comfort of dreams, instead fascinate themselves in exploring the nightmares of others. The magic wielded by the members of this house is often darer than most, but not intent on malice. They do not seek to cause any harm to anyone, or strike fear, yet most who visit this house think otherwise. In a nutshell, Shadowstride is the doppelgänger of their astronomy-loving neighbors…
Allied closely with Midnight-Dreamers, are these more astral-linked stargazers. Bonded so closely with their love of the cosmos, the Arcanine are the only dragons brave enough to wield the unstable aura of magic bestowed upon the clan by the Arcanist. But do not be fooled, though their pink exteriors may yield fondness and adorability, this mostly fae house pay no patronage to the Arcanist at all, seeking only to defend their clan…They dwell alongside Raziel, but live closer to the junction between Arcane and Earth.
In another portal, time is judged by sand and sun, and your worth in your heart. Here, the Sandwalkers divulge the secrets to their lengthy existence through a bustling trade market that expands throughout the whole house, and often leaks into others. Everyone here has a specialized craft that brings hoards of talent to the tips of their talons. These dragons are one with the earth around them, and the sand is their timekeeper, meant to be unbound by the containment of and Hourglass. Many other Houses look down upon the Sandwalkers for wanting a simpler life than the luxuries their royal bloodlines yield. Yes…some these nomads and castaways are actually of royal descent…
No one really knows what this vermillion-draped house stands for. Some find it curious that this house is virtually lore-less, yet their leader is the offspring of a lineage of witches with an extensive lore tale. Rumors have it that plague has always fascinated them, but none know to what extent. They are the least interactive of the Houses, and mostly keep to themselves…
As second smallest house, Tidewash more than makes up for their lack of members with an abundance of magic. It is from this house that all the pescatarians within the whole clan are supplied with fish. Ironic enough, not a single drop of dragon DNA here bears the Water flight as their birthplace.
Tamers of the flame, and passionate in all they do, Firetouch was forged on determination and heritage. At the helm of this churning furnace is Pyris the fire rep, whose very blood courses through many of her House subjects, and beyond. Scholars and archivists find hard evidence proving many of the other Houses within the clan are merely branches of this fiery House, for the descendants of Pyris remain scattered throughout the clan. Other houses once came to dislike Firetouch for its numerous members, and frequent overcrowding; but now the house has since been dethroned from the most numerous to being crowned the one of the oldest. Two lines of royalty live in harmony in Firetouch, for Pyris and her mate Cayat have children from previous relationships. Supported by fiery nobles and allies, Firetouch remains to be a force to be reckoned with.
Allied in light and in family with Firetouch is Lightveil. This House was actuallu=y forged on the basis of a clan alliance, which slowly grew into a powerhouse famous for endless archives and fantastic apparel. Some believe that tha members of this house are so obsessed and draped in light, that they're practically blind. In truth, members of Lightveil are not truly blind, but are stubborn to accepting any member not of royal blood…except for Arthur (whose lineage he's kept a secret).
The current largest House, their portal leads into the depths of the Viridian Labyrinth. Led by a granddaughter of the leader of Firetouch (with cousins in that clan and in Lightveil), this house is populated with warlocks, scouts, and mages alike. The royal bloodline from Pyris extends far into this clan, with great great great-grandchildren bearing the growth of the Gladekeeper and the blood of fire. This close-knit clan uses their magic to aid their clan in harvesting and sewing the seeds & fruit needed to sustain the clan. The warlocks of this house tend to keep the secrets of their power under lock and key…
Where the cold gnaws at your grit lies the domain of Winterbite. Wrapped in the frigid touch of their own essence, the member of this house age and grow at the pace of the glaciers. This house is one of the largest, yet one of the most mysterious. Winterbite is one of five actively breeding Houses, yet has one of the longest periods between new arrivals and members. Usually, like the Sandwalkers, Winterbite's new members are often almost always born from within the House itself, preferring to keep the icy aesthetic that their magic flourishes on as well as their arcane roots.
By far the smallest and youngest house, Hourlgass was formed with the union of steampunk aesthetic and creativity in mind. The house's only two members are quirky nonetheless, but also very knowledgeable in the maintenance of the observatory from where the Arcanist watches his canvas of stars. As expected for such a young house, their lore tells a short tale, but soon this house may prove to be more useful than it seems...
Philippians 4:13 I can do All things through Christ who gives me strength

WARNING: I am prone to use random LOTR and the Hobbit references XD
Outliers

Outliers are unique dragons within Thunder-arrow who possess immense power yet pledge themselves to no House and remain unrelated to anyone associated within the clan (except for Bombadil, Mage, & Glombur)…Some are benevolent, having offered valuable assistance to the Eleven Houses, but others have auras that remain cloaked in secrecy…
Current Outliers

Bombadil the Cartographer

Remnant the Seer & Past Paladin

Shiro the Tenth of Ninths

Azaghal The Wither Warlock

Grindylow The Potionmaster

Glombur the Tempest Spirit

[
u]Starborn Citadel[/u]
Led by the sons of Cersei, these dragons pledge themselves to the whole of the clan (all houses) and aid in defending it. The drakes who are members of this house are unique, for they're born from actual stars, thus imbuing their bodies with magic foreign to the clan. Whilst coming in a large variety of colors, they are recognized by their pale appearance. (usually possessing a stained tertiary). The types of stars these dragons are born from range from cold and hot stars, to dark ones….
Current Starborns
Deisos The Frost Empath

Deimos The Starwielder

Iosys The Stargaze Gladiator

Illyrio The Illusionist

Mystial The Morning Giver

Deimos The Dark Star

Diaval The Unbreakable One
Mirzam the Astral Sage

Zanzar
Sanctum
Orion
Strange
Quenya
Aquon
Furic
Outliers

Outliers are unique dragons within Thunder-arrow who possess immense power yet pledge themselves to no House and remain unrelated to anyone associated within the clan (except for Bombadil, Mage, & Glombur)…Some are benevolent, having offered valuable assistance to the Eleven Houses, but others have auras that remain cloaked in secrecy…
Current Outliers

Bombadil the Cartographer

Remnant the Seer & Past Paladin

Shiro the Tenth of Ninths

Azaghal The Wither Warlock

Grindylow The Potionmaster

Glombur the Tempest Spirit

[
u]Starborn Citadel[/u]
Led by the sons of Cersei, these dragons pledge themselves to the whole of the clan (all houses) and aid in defending it. The drakes who are members of this house are unique, for they're born from actual stars, thus imbuing their bodies with magic foreign to the clan. Whilst coming in a large variety of colors, they are recognized by their pale appearance. (usually possessing a stained tertiary). The types of stars these dragons are born from range from cold and hot stars, to dark ones….
Current Starborns
Deisos The Frost Empath

Deimos The Starwielder

Iosys The Stargaze Gladiator

Illyrio The Illusionist

Mystial The Morning Giver

Deimos The Dark Star

Diaval The Unbreakable One
Mirzam the Astral Sage

Zanzar
Sanctum
Orion
Strange
Quenya
Aquon
Furic
Philippians 4:13 I can do All things through Christ who gives me strength

WARNING: I am prone to use random LOTR and the Hobbit references XD
Clan Allies

Thunder-Arrow is allied with two clans:

Clan of the White Tower (cnicht)

Current allied members living within our clan:

Tahirah the Light Rep

Her children: Filigree

Clan of the Collapsed Shadow (Ildi)

Current allied members living within our clan: (parents in other clan)

Meteor
Apollo
Cersei
Agaea
Odysis
Eclipse
Niyari
Deimos
Azari

Their children: Aeon, Naiamede, Crucio, Skyrim, Virtue, Deisos, Deimos, & Iosys

Grandchildren: Yvelion, Vialli, Nether, Visior, Aeria, Aegon, Epheris, , & Zodiac


Dragons with dual citizenship in both clans (one parent in my clan, one in the other):

Zenith
Gemini
Noxus
Xebel



Clan Allies

Thunder-Arrow is allied with two clans:

Clan of the White Tower (cnicht)

Current allied members living within our clan:

Tahirah the Light Rep

Her children: Filigree

Clan of the Collapsed Shadow (Ildi)

Current allied members living within our clan: (parents in other clan)

Meteor
Apollo
Cersei
Agaea
Odysis
Eclipse
Niyari
Deimos
Azari

Their children: Aeon, Naiamede, Crucio, Skyrim, Virtue, Deisos, Deimos, & Iosys

Grandchildren: Yvelion, Vialli, Nether, Visior, Aeria, Aegon, Epheris, , & Zodiac


Dragons with dual citizenship in both clans (one parent in my clan, one in the other):

Zenith
Gemini
Noxus
Xebel



Philippians 4:13 I can do All things through Christ who gives me strength

WARNING: I am prone to use random LOTR and the Hobbit references XD