Building of Pain
Oki was tired of running. After spending countless years of his life moving from Ice to Lightning only to attempt to rebuild the clan himself for it to fall again, he knew doing the same thing over and over again was of no use. He was tired of losing, tired of seeing clan mates go, tired of everything around him seemingly in a constant state of collapse. If he was going to be the leader he was potentially born to be, he needed to make changes now, and fast.
The Coatl’s first mistake was assuming he could just wing it. Most of the clan’s idea of living was just adapting and doing their best as things come their way. This often led to sudden and dramatic damages to both life and property. No amount of “just figuring it out” was ever going to pull them ahead.
New enemies were beginning to arise, too.
Oki was unsure if this sparked due to the constant lay of fresh wires and lines, but “Dragons” of pure electricity seemed to be appearing out of nowhere. Honestly, the clan wasn’t even sure if they were seeing what they thought they were seeing.
The leader paused in his thoughts, gazing out at the desert dark desert landscape. The stars above were also so bright and vibrant due to being so far away from the main city. Just behind him, flashes of lightning occasionally blink out the stars, only for them to come back into view. It was all strangely calming to him despite him not even being born local.
Born from the Cold
Out in the cold, wasteland of the arctic started the blossoming of a new clan. It was simply that of two, tucked away Gaoler doing their best to survive. They slowly grew, having more children and gaining new members, but nothing ever stayed the same for a very long time. Nothing except the surrounding cold, that is.
Their clan's children were sent out into the world to fight and support as the little clan did their own best to stay out of the way from those larger factions around them. They would never seek any help and managed to survive happily on very little.
Prince, being the Adam of the clan, had may hardships. He was never a good leader to begin with and was only seeking to raise a family with his love,
Lilly. He always did everything in his power to skirt his responsibilities which sometimes put the clan in tight spots. It wasn't until
Oki grew up, and was finally able to take over as the leader, did
Prince finally get his chance to be free.
Deep down, he felt bad for his son, as he too had no desire to lead, but the personality of his son far more fit the role than that of his own, and he did his best to continue to raise and support his son, family, and clan from a distance.
What started as The Founders, quickly shrunk in numbers as a new era rose.
Prince found himself losing his friends and family to unimaginable battles. He knew if his clan did not get stronger, there would soon be nothing left of them.
The two warriors of the clan,
Asgore and
Luccio, held off well in fighting for their new smaller clan, but as the clan attempted to grow again, it proved too much to protect.
Prince, along with his son, agreed that actions should now be taken further.
He watched as his son grew stronger, but this made
Prince feel even more worthless and pathetic. The Gaoler took it upon himself to find the perfect protection for him and his clan. He left his family and clan for sometime, scouting out the perfect candidates to represent their clan among others to ensure protection and peace.