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Hello! This is just gonna be a place where I just dump lore and backgrounds/interactions of my characters!
This is a WIP! It's also not accurate to Sornieth Lore
Garden of Advera Lore
General (Copied from my dragon Foxtrot)
---Deep in the Everbloom Gardens, sat a massive area; “Garden of Advera, a place for Refugees and Outcasts," the sign read on the archway. It was filled with flowers of different species, hedges built of shrubs and trees cut into different shapes. In a clearing were the oldest 2 spirals who’d be sitting beside each other, tails interlocked. They are known as the leaders of this group, Lucris and Bellam. Beside them were 2 others, both sat in rather particular stances, as if they were in the higher ranks of the clan. The one reporting to them seemed rather angry, he is known as Melancholy. The other, Rhodonite, is writing down every word the Skydancer utters. You notice other dragons, one hammering at a glowing red sword in a sheltered area, one reading a rather suspicious book on a bench and a few more scattered about the massive building that the garden surrounded.
---You could see and hear everyone happy and chattering amongst one another. Amidst the noise you spot a merchant chatting up a couple, seemingly trying to sell them a jewelry set. The smaller one of the 2, Toc , gently tells him that they’ve got to be going. While the Wildclaw seems to give it one last push. The taller one, Stormjumper, quietly strides up to him, grabbing the jewelry from his claws and throwing it towards his wagon.” Leave us alone Athran. We don’t want any of your junk!” As the 2 Skydancers walk in another direction the wildclaw slinks to the box, picks it up and trudges to his cart.
---Turning towards the building, you go inside and to your right you see a sign that reads “ARA’S FREE LIBRARY”, filled to the brim with books and in smaller print under it “take what you like! I have plenty to spare!” along with friendly black cat laying on the desk. You see a dragon in the back who seems to be reading an old book. You assume that’s Ara.
Darkmount Lore
General (Copied from my dragon Foxtrot)
---This fortress was founded a bit later than the Garden was. It had been constructed as a way to be away from Advera and their weird ways. Even though they had the same way of keeping routine and hierarchy. They had different views on how a ruler should act and how they dictate their subjects. The Duke, Seraphim, had always thought that leaders should be demanding, intimidating and instill terror into his dragons. He had always thought this but never had anyone to join him. Darkmount consists of a broken building, melted by the spores from the Plague war. There were broken buildings and camps here and there. In the fog, you could see smoke rising from the west.
---As you pad towards the smoke you come up on a small camp. There’s very few dragons but they look strong. They give you stares as you come up to the entrance. You notice the most dangerous looking, Tarragon, as he sits in the middle of the group, sharpening his jagged claws. Fenrir, a dark Banescale, looks down at you with confused anger and turns to the next a small Pearlcatcher, Gyre, whispering something behind big claws.
---You look behind the dragons and notice the most intimidating one. A gigantic Imperial, dark in color but his wings shone brightly as colors rippled through them. Although he looks like he could be a kinda fellow, he isn’t. He’s many dragons who owe debt under his claws and he isn’t willing to let them go so easily. He is Seraphim, leader of Darkmount.
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