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[center][b] Welcome! [/b] If you are reading this, welcome to the stories page. This is just a sub tab for the Star Watch Haven Lore forum. Here is where I will write short stories for characters in my clan that are too big to be in their bio. Hope you enjoy reading these! (Please do not add any comments to this page. It is only for my stories/lore. If you want to share appreciation comments, you can pm me or post them under my profile page! Or go and like the dragons that these stories are about!) Below, there are shelves. These are dedicated to each dragon. Since the stories are posted in no particular order, you can use these book shelves to get right to the stories! Each single book is a single chapter. The decorations on the end of the shelves won't lead anywhere and aren't clickable. They are just to make the shelves more unique to each character. --------------------- [u]Ashen Blaze's Stories[/u] [img]https://i.imgur.com/98aej12.png[/img][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3287722/1#post_55487467][img]https://i.imgur.com/sN7OFwo.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3287722/1#post_55654324][img]https://i.imgur.com/W4bPTjV.png[/img][/url] [img]https://i.imgur.com/XDVXz7p.png[/img] [u]StarLight and DuskFall's Stories[/u] [img]https://i.imgur.com/5WkwJiU.png[/img][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3287722/1#post_56192663][img]https://i.imgur.com/jaogUTu.png[/img][/url][img]https://i.imgur.com/cbEt44U.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/XDVXz7p.png[/img] [u]Assassin's Stories[/u] [img]https://i.imgur.com/kXpNHpy.png[/img][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3287722/1#post_56380339][img]https://i.imgur.com/EuL7pMd.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3287722/1#post_56616554][img]https://i.imgur.com/WVbICeQ.png[/img][/url] [img]https://i.imgur.com/XDVXz7p.png[/img] [u]Generosity's Stories[/u] [img]https://i.imgur.com/5Rzv8uW.png[/img][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3287722/1#post_56452046][img]https://i.imgur.com/EelxG9K.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3287722/1#post_56455195][img]https://i.imgur.com/9Ul81xi.png[/img][/url][img]https://i.imgur.com/A1ondHN.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/XDVXz7p.png[/img] [/center]
Welcome!

If you are reading this, welcome to the stories page. This is just a sub tab for the Star Watch Haven Lore forum. Here is where I will write short stories for characters in my clan that are too big to be in their bio. Hope you enjoy reading these!

(Please do not add any comments to this page. It is only for my stories/lore. If you want to share appreciation comments, you can pm me or post them under my profile page! Or go and like the dragons that these stories are about!)


Below, there are shelves. These are dedicated to each dragon. Since the stories are posted in no particular order, you can use these book shelves to get right to the stories! Each single book is a single chapter. The decorations on the end of the shelves won't lead anywhere and aren't clickable. They are just to make the shelves more unique to each character.


Ashen Blaze's Stories
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StarLight and DuskFall's Stories
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Assassin's Stories
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Generosity's Stories
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Characters: AshenBlaze
Dragon ID: 90502475

Chapter 1
The Hunt




The trek through the woods was miserable. Rain patters down around, sizzling on impact with scales. The damp grass behind the walking dragon was scorched to ash. But the weather didn't slow their mission. Moving their talons up to their necklace, AshenBlaze flicked open their compass's lid, looking to where the arrow was pointing.


North, NorthWest.


The dial of the compass was wavering a little with the strength of the signal. Closing in on the source of the magic. A monster...

Ashen growled and shut the compass at the thought, dark eyes turning upwards to the unfamiliar forests again. This place was nothing like home but the mission was more important. So, they continued to journey through grass, over rock, and under log.

"Run all you want, Fog... I'll find you and sear you out of this world."
Characters: AshenBlaze
Dragon ID: 90502475

Chapter 1
The Hunt




The trek through the woods was miserable. Rain patters down around, sizzling on impact with scales. The damp grass behind the walking dragon was scorched to ash. But the weather didn't slow their mission. Moving their talons up to their necklace, AshenBlaze flicked open their compass's lid, looking to where the arrow was pointing.


North, NorthWest.


The dial of the compass was wavering a little with the strength of the signal. Closing in on the source of the magic. A monster...

Ashen growled and shut the compass at the thought, dark eyes turning upwards to the unfamiliar forests again. This place was nothing like home but the mission was more important. So, they continued to journey through grass, over rock, and under log.

"Run all you want, Fog... I'll find you and sear you out of this world."
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[center][b]Characters: FogFlair and AshenBlaze[/b] Dragon IDS: #89533613 and #90502475 [b]Chapter 2 The Cave[/b] ---------------- Fog stared up at the sky as the rain pattered down outside the cave, grumbling a little at how bleak it was. But, it was better than being in some of the more miserable lands out there. So Fog turned back around, padding further into the dark cave. Stone pillars had started to be carved out, but the clan leader had decided the cave was too dangerous to make part of their home, so it had never been finished. None the less, Fog found it as a quiet refuge from the hustle and bustle of clan life. At least, that was until she heard a voice behind her... "[i]Fog...[/i]" It was a slow hiss, sending a chill down Fog's spine despite the heat wafting into the cave. Turning slowly, her emerald gaze landed on a tall dragon. Their muscles rippled as they stalked into the cave, another wave of heat coming off their skin. A monster, like herself. "Who are you?" Fog questioned, cautious as they sized each other up. Clicking their compass closed, the dragon smirked slowly,"Someone sent to hunt you down." Ashen Blaze could tell the other monster was on edge. Despite the rumors of how deadly the fog shifters were, this one seemed to be losing it's flame and letting friendship weaken it's rage. But despite that, maybe there could be other uses for the fog shifter. A soft echo sounded through the cave as Ashen's claws clicked on the stone floor, approaching the other. "Fog Flair- monster made of rage but hiding from the world. I was sent here to kill you, but I propose another deal." "A deal?" Fog raised an eyebrow, wings shifting a little as the other dragon invaded her space. Continuing to walk in circles around the other, Ashen elaborated,"You'll listen to everything I tell you to do, and follow orders without question. Or- I'll snuff out your flame you here and now." It was simple really. There was quiet for a moment, but really- what options did Fog Flair have? Lowering her gaze slowly, she sighed before muttering,"Not giving me much of a choice." Ashen felt a smirk cross their face as they stopped beside the other. [i]"Perfect."[/i][/center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Gt7pmiE.png[/img]
Characters: FogFlair and AshenBlaze
Dragon IDS: #89533613 and #90502475

Chapter 2
The Cave



Fog stared up at the sky as the rain pattered down outside the cave, grumbling a little at how bleak it was. But, it was better than being in some of the more miserable lands out there. So Fog turned back around, padding further into the dark cave.

Stone pillars had started to be carved out, but the clan leader had decided the cave was too dangerous to make part of their home, so it had never been finished. None the less, Fog found it as a quiet refuge from the hustle and bustle of clan life.

At least, that was until she heard a voice behind her...

"Fog..." It was a slow hiss, sending a chill down Fog's spine despite the heat wafting into the cave. Turning slowly, her emerald gaze landed on a tall dragon. Their muscles rippled as they stalked into the cave, another wave of heat coming off their skin. A monster, like herself.

"Who are you?" Fog questioned, cautious as they sized each other up.

Clicking their compass closed, the dragon smirked slowly,"Someone sent to hunt you down." Ashen Blaze could tell the other monster was on edge. Despite the rumors of how deadly the fog shifters were, this one seemed to be losing it's flame and letting friendship weaken it's rage. But despite that, maybe there could be other uses for the fog shifter.

A soft echo sounded through the cave as Ashen's claws clicked on the stone floor, approaching the other. "Fog Flair- monster made of rage but hiding from the world. I was sent here to kill you, but I propose another deal."

"A deal?" Fog raised an eyebrow, wings shifting a little as the other dragon invaded her space.

Continuing to walk in circles around the other, Ashen elaborated,"You'll listen to everything I tell you to do, and follow orders without question. Or- I'll snuff out your flame you here and now." It was simple really.

There was quiet for a moment, but really- what options did Fog Flair have? Lowering her gaze slowly, she sighed before muttering,"Not giving me much of a choice."

Ashen felt a smirk cross their face as they stopped beside the other.

"Perfect."

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[center][b]Characters: DuskFall, StarLight, The Darkness[/b] [b]Prologue[/b] -------------- DuskFall rushed outside with the other dragons, foot steps drumming on the ground as panic spread. All eyes turned upwards to the sky as a looming darkness approached. It couldn't be! The darkness had found them! His breath quickened as he looked around, spotting Star Light. She was frozen in fear... holding onto the clan's rune. DuskFall glanced back up at the darkness before turning, rushing to Star Light. He grabbed the rune before taking off into the sky. "Dusk!" He could hear her yelling after him but he kept going. Up, Up, Up- Towards the darkness in the sky. Until finally- Everything around him was dark... [i]"What's the matter, DuskFall?"[/i] A voice echoed in the pitch black. DuskFall tried to look around, but couldn't see anyone. "I- Nothing! I just-" [i]"Hey, Nah~ I get it. You want to get back back to your weekly adventures. Get back to your simple coliseum missions with StarLight, mastering skills, and delivering scrolls to the Arcanist. Right?"[/i] Dusk paused before nodding his head,"Yeah, Yeah actually-! That's exactly what I wanna-" The voice cut him off. [i]"But we cant! Not after all we've seen. All we know and all we don't. Right friend?"[/i] "You're not my friend!" Dusk hissed, holding the rune closer to himself,"You're not me!" [i]"Sure I am!"[/i] A smile emerged from the dark before the blackness took shape into an inky form, looking all to similar to Dusk. [i]"I'm your best friend! Well- closest at least. I know more about you than you'll even admit. To yourself... or to others."[/i] Dusk scrambled back, his breath picking up. [i]"Yo- where you going Dusk?"[/i] "You're not real! You're just the darkness trying to get into my head!" Dusk snarled [i]"Tell me, what do you think we are. Honestly, cause I've been dying to hear us say it. [b]Out Loud.[/b]"[/i] "What kind of question is that?" Dusk hissed, glancing down to the rune in his claws,"I'm just- I'm just me. The right hand dragon to StarLight. A regular dragon who just happens to have the powers of the stars in his claws. No big deal." [i]"You mean- these powers?"[/i] The copy cat grinned before glowing runes appeared around him, blasting the small fae. Dusk hardly had any time to react as he was sent flying backwards, having to open his wings to slow himself enough to dodge the next oncoming attacks. The copycat was relentless though, continuing to attack while laughing,[i]"Are you serious? You really think you are some special dragon here to save everyone?! You can't remember where you came from, and you got all this power, and you never once thought to use it!"[/i] "We help others! I mean- [b]I[/b] help others! It's what I do!" [i]"Are you sure about that? Last I checked, this all happened because of us."[/i] "No- No it..." Dusk felt his own posture sag before that familiar voice rang out again. [b]"Dusk Fall!"[/b] StarLight? He glanced back up to this- this copy cat, then down at the rune one last time. "Enough! I've never let anyone dictate my destiny before, and I'm not going to start now! I can't change who I was yesterday, or in a past life, or one hundred life times ago! We live with the choices we've made. But what matters is the choices I make right now!" Dusk lifted the rune, watching it start to shine brightly before it expanded, creating a spell ring around himself. "Only I can decide who I am, and what I do with the power I have. [b]And I won't let some darkness bully me or my clan a second longer![/b]" The circles clicked into place, before a blast of energy fired off. StarLight rushed through the ash and smoke, coughing as she climbed the hill's edge. There, in a crater, lie their clan's broken rune. She rushed down to it. Stumbling, she picked it up in her claws and looked up to the now clearing skies. "DuskFall..." [img]https://i.imgur.com/NzVRR5m.png[/img]
Characters: DuskFall, StarLight, The Darkness

Prologue


DuskFall rushed outside with the other dragons, foot steps drumming on the ground as panic spread. All eyes turned upwards to the sky as a looming darkness approached. It couldn't be! The darkness had found them!

His breath quickened as he looked around, spotting Star Light. She was frozen in fear... holding onto the clan's rune.

DuskFall glanced back up at the darkness before turning, rushing to Star Light. He grabbed the rune before taking off into the sky. "Dusk!" He could hear her yelling after him but he kept going. Up, Up, Up- Towards the darkness in the sky. Until finally-

Everything around him was dark...

"What's the matter, DuskFall?"

A voice echoed in the pitch black. DuskFall tried to look around, but couldn't see anyone. "I- Nothing! I just-"

"Hey, Nah~ I get it. You want to get back back to your weekly adventures. Get back to your simple coliseum missions with StarLight, mastering skills, and delivering scrolls to the Arcanist. Right?"

Dusk paused before nodding his head,"Yeah, Yeah actually-! That's exactly what I wanna-"

The voice cut him off. "But we cant! Not after all we've seen. All we know and all we don't. Right friend?"

"You're not my friend!" Dusk hissed, holding the rune closer to himself,"You're not me!"

"Sure I am!" A smile emerged from the dark before the blackness took shape into an inky form, looking all to similar to Dusk. "I'm your best friend! Well- closest at least. I know more about you than you'll even admit. To yourself... or to others."

Dusk scrambled back, his breath picking up.

"Yo- where you going Dusk?"

"You're not real! You're just the darkness trying to get into my head!" Dusk snarled

"Tell me, what do you think we are. Honestly, cause I've been dying to hear us say it. Out Loud."

"What kind of question is that?" Dusk hissed, glancing down to the rune in his claws,"I'm just- I'm just me. The right hand dragon to StarLight. A regular dragon who just happens to have the powers of the stars in his claws. No big deal."

"You mean- these powers?" The copy cat grinned before glowing runes appeared around him, blasting the small fae.

Dusk hardly had any time to react as he was sent flying backwards, having to open his wings to slow himself enough to dodge the next oncoming attacks.

The copycat was relentless though, continuing to attack while laughing,"Are you serious? You really think you are some special dragon here to save everyone?! You can't remember where you came from, and you got all this power, and you never once thought to use it!"

"We help others! I mean- I help others! It's what I do!"

"Are you sure about that? Last I checked, this all happened because of us."

"No- No it..." Dusk felt his own posture sag before that familiar voice rang out again.

"Dusk Fall!"

StarLight? He glanced back up to this- this copy cat, then down at the rune one last time.

"Enough! I've never let anyone dictate my destiny before, and I'm not going to start now! I can't change who I was yesterday, or in a past life, or one hundred life times ago! We live with the choices we've made. But what matters is the choices I make right now!" Dusk lifted the rune, watching it start to shine brightly before it expanded, creating a spell ring around himself. "Only I can decide who I am, and what I do with the power I have. And I won't let some darkness bully me or my clan a second longer!"

The circles clicked into place, before a blast of energy fired off.






StarLight rushed through the ash and smoke, coughing as she climbed the hill's edge. There, in a crater, lie their clan's broken rune. She rushed down to it. Stumbling, she picked it up in her claws and looked up to the now clearing skies.

"DuskFall..."


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[center][b]Characters: Assassin Dragon ID: #93434609 Chapter 1 The Trek[/b] ------------------ The air was hot this day. Above, in an orange tinted sky, the sun blazed down on the land. The breeze provided little relief in small gusts that blew dust up across the Scarred Wasteland. This didn't seem to bother one dragon though. Reaching up, they clicked a button on their mask, turning the air filter up another notch to breathe easier. Many dragons had adapted themselves to this harsh environment. Assassin included. Looking up from her device, she continued her trek across the land. Looking far into the distances, the endless lands were met with land marks. On her left: vast pink crystals rose to met the blistering land of plague, magic fighting with infection over territory. To her right: the Blight Sanctum stands tall in the endless desert, it's giant red crystal glowing steadily on the top. However, neither of these were the wild claw's goal. Looking back straight forward, she continued to stalk through the hills of blight, towards where her target lied. The fool lived on the Rotrock Rim, so close to the boiling pot in the center that it was almost a waste of time to go kill them herself. But she wasn't going to let this target go. She had a mission to finish. And this one, was personal. So Assassin hunkered down through the heat and wind, weapon clutched in her claws as she lurked ever closer to her target. "Time is almost up... run, run, little lamb." [img]https://i.imgur.com/GG3do2n.png[/img] [map x=1817 y=1867 view=land width=480 height=240]"The Trek" Location. [/map][/center]
Characters: Assassin
Dragon ID: #93434609

Chapter 1
The Trek



The air was hot this day. Above, in an orange tinted sky, the sun blazed down on the land. The breeze provided little relief in small gusts that blew dust up across the Scarred Wasteland.

This didn't seem to bother one dragon though. Reaching up, they clicked a button on their mask, turning the air filter up another notch to breathe easier. Many dragons had adapted themselves to this harsh environment. Assassin included. Looking up from her device, she continued her trek across the land.

Looking far into the distances, the endless lands were met with land marks. On her left: vast pink crystals rose to met the blistering land of plague, magic fighting with infection over territory. To her right: the Blight Sanctum stands tall in the endless desert, it's giant red crystal glowing steadily on the top. However, neither of these were the wild claw's goal.

Looking back straight forward, she continued to stalk through the hills of blight, towards where her target lied. The fool lived on the Rotrock Rim, so close to the boiling pot in the center that it was almost a waste of time to go kill them herself. But she wasn't going to let this target go. She had a mission to finish. And this one, was personal.

So Assassin hunkered down through the heat and wind, weapon clutched in her claws as she lurked ever closer to her target.

"Time is almost up... run, run, little lamb."



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Characters: Generosity
Dragon ID: #93495444

Chapter 1
Leaving Home



"I'll be fine mom!" Generosity smiled as she packed her bag with some food that she could take on her trip.

Her mom was pacing the floor while mumbling worriedly, while the larger imperial- her father- was standing by the door. "Are you sure you will be alright?" Her mom asked once more,"You know how it is down there..."

Generosity refrained another laugh and instead nodded,"I'll be just fine mom. The plague flight isn't that bad." Sure, they had all heard the horror stories after the armistice had fallen apart, but that had been a while ago! Things were never going to get better if they didn't try. That's why she was finally going to travel to the Scarred Wasteland. In all her travels, she had avoided the icky looking lands for the most part. But maybe there was new medicine or animals there! More creatures she could help!

"As long as you stay safe." Her father grumbled in his rough voice, glancing around at all her pets.

"I'll be so safe dad! The most safe I've ever been." She promised, grinning as she picked up her mainecoon,"Isn't that right Muffin?"

Muffin, one of her many cats, meowed in response.

She laughed and set them down, looking back to her parents,"You know what to do, right? Muffin and Carmel need to be fed with the cat food from the brown bag. Smoky needs to have the oat hay, and a dust bath every day! And Melon just needs some bird seed. And-"

"We've got it dear." Her dad cut her off, walking over to gently hug her. Her mom quickly joined the hug,"Please, come back home soon. We love you so much!"

"I love you both too." She hugged them back tight before letting go, picking up her bag and putting it on. Petting her pets one more time, she then headed outside and opened her wings. With one strong push she was up into the air. Glancing back, she waved goodbye to her parents that were watching from the door.

And then, she was off. Passing over the small bridge by the river, she soared over the dark lands of the Tangled Wood, heading towards the red lands of the Scarred WasteLand.


Characters: Generosity
Dragon ID: #93495444

Chapter 1
Leaving Home



"I'll be fine mom!" Generosity smiled as she packed her bag with some food that she could take on her trip.

Her mom was pacing the floor while mumbling worriedly, while the larger imperial- her father- was standing by the door. "Are you sure you will be alright?" Her mom asked once more,"You know how it is down there..."

Generosity refrained another laugh and instead nodded,"I'll be just fine mom. The plague flight isn't that bad." Sure, they had all heard the horror stories after the armistice had fallen apart, but that had been a while ago! Things were never going to get better if they didn't try. That's why she was finally going to travel to the Scarred Wasteland. In all her travels, she had avoided the icky looking lands for the most part. But maybe there was new medicine or animals there! More creatures she could help!

"As long as you stay safe." Her father grumbled in his rough voice, glancing around at all her pets.

"I'll be so safe dad! The most safe I've ever been." She promised, grinning as she picked up her mainecoon,"Isn't that right Muffin?"

Muffin, one of her many cats, meowed in response.

She laughed and set them down, looking back to her parents,"You know what to do, right? Muffin and Carmel need to be fed with the cat food from the brown bag. Smoky needs to have the oat hay, and a dust bath every day! And Melon just needs some bird seed. And-"

"We've got it dear." Her dad cut her off, walking over to gently hug her. Her mom quickly joined the hug,"Please, come back home soon. We love you so much!"

"I love you both too." She hugged them back tight before letting go, picking up her bag and putting it on. Petting her pets one more time, she then headed outside and opened her wings. With one strong push she was up into the air. Glancing back, she waved goodbye to her parents that were watching from the door.

And then, she was off. Passing over the small bridge by the river, she soared over the dark lands of the Tangled Wood, heading towards the red lands of the Scarred WasteLand.


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Characters: Generosity
Dragon ID: #93495444

Chapter 2
The Border



The gentle breeze of the wind started to grow hot as the red, meaty land of the border came into view. Thorny black brambles clashed with large bone spikes that rose from the ground.

Generosity breathed out as she flapped her wings, clearing the brambles and carefully finding a spot to land. The ground squished under her talons, sending a shiver up her spine. It was very different from the grass of her home.

Walking a few feet forward, she yelped and jumped back. There, on the ground, an eyeball blinked back at her. "Jeez." She caught her breath after a moment, cautiously walking around the eyeball and continuing past the large bone structures.

Once clearing the massive structure, she was met with an even larger one. "Oh my..." Standing tall against the desert like lands, the Seed Scar stood ever tall. The events had been long ago, but all the nature dragons had seen the Pox Consulate at least once. But to see a tree, once lively, now consumed with rot. It was a bit disturbing...

Risking to go closer, Generosity watched more of the eyeballs blink as yellow pustules slowly moved up and down, yellow goo swirling underneath. She dug around in her backpack for a moment before pulling out her notebook, jotting a sketch down of what they looked like. And after a moment she leaned forward.

Claw reaching out to touch the pustule...






Characters: Generosity
Dragon ID: #93495444

Chapter 2
The Border



The gentle breeze of the wind started to grow hot as the red, meaty land of the border came into view. Thorny black brambles clashed with large bone spikes that rose from the ground.

Generosity breathed out as she flapped her wings, clearing the brambles and carefully finding a spot to land. The ground squished under her talons, sending a shiver up her spine. It was very different from the grass of her home.

Walking a few feet forward, she yelped and jumped back. There, on the ground, an eyeball blinked back at her. "Jeez." She caught her breath after a moment, cautiously walking around the eyeball and continuing past the large bone structures.

Once clearing the massive structure, she was met with an even larger one. "Oh my..." Standing tall against the desert like lands, the Seed Scar stood ever tall. The events had been long ago, but all the nature dragons had seen the Pox Consulate at least once. But to see a tree, once lively, now consumed with rot. It was a bit disturbing...

Risking to go closer, Generosity watched more of the eyeballs blink as yellow pustules slowly moved up and down, yellow goo swirling underneath. She dug around in her backpack for a moment before pulling out her notebook, jotting a sketch down of what they looked like. And after a moment she leaned forward.

Claw reaching out to touch the pustule...






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Characters: Assassin
Dragon ID: #93434609

Chapter 2
The Streets of RotRock Rim



After what seemed like forever, the walk across the lone landscape finally came upon the large crest of the Rot Rock Rim. The massive structure rose from the flat landscape in a sudden upturn. For those unfamiliar, there would seem to be no entrance. But Assassin knew the lands well.

The tangled mass of branches, roots, and slime moved slowly while she stepped closer. Waiting for a moment, the mass opened up to a small, thorny tunnel. Assassin grunted and stepped into the shade of the Rot Rock. The passage was narrow. Nearly claustrophobic. But Assassin kept moving forward, talons stepping over branches that threatened to trip unsuspecting dragons.

And finally, the small tunnel opened up. The branches of strange life still hung about, no longer compact. Built into the slowly moving thickets were buildings. Small towns stuffed into any crevice they could reach. Isolated at first, but over time they had melded into one town, just like how the bushes and brambles had melded into one giant shelter. Carts moved about the streets. Though, they were not really set paths. More so trails that were walked so much that the thicket didn't have time to retake it. The orange tinted light of the sky would cut through in small patches as the thicket would open up briefly before closing once more, making times of light uncertain. The dragons didn't seem bothered by it though, rushing about their own business through the market place.

Assassin's tail flicked as she left the entrance and headed into the bustling crowd. Chatter filled the air, providing a stark contrast to her trek across the silent wastelands. Wings bumped and voices scolded any who touched the others. Assassin moved quickly through the other dragons though, her enhancements making it easy to slip through the crowd.

Breaching to the other side of the market place, dragons called after her.

"Hey! Hey! Why not buy some new gear!"
"Potions! Get your potions!"
"Unseen familiars here! Get your pets!"

She rolled her eyes at how the traders always tried to get in other's faces. Always trying to sell their stuff that no one wanted. It was annoying, but she paid their calls no mind as she continued on her way. Past the market place lied the quieter part of the town. The homes. Buildings made out of the very brambles that made up the RotRock. They were bent and twisted and woven into structures that hung from the thicket, built into every surface. These were not the place she was looking for, passing by the homes peacefully.

As she went, the sun light started to spill in more. The branches and roots started to grow less here. A toxic smell had also started to drift through the air, though the source soon became clear. The thicket opened up to show a large gorge that split the town away from the Wyrmwound. A boiling pot of orange swirling liquid that threatened to spill over the edges of the stone. A very few homes could be seen on the edge. Dragons that dared live to close, but profited from anything they could get out of the Wyrmwound.

Assassin's eyes narrowed as she cranked up her breather over her face a few more notches just to make sure he toxic fumes wouldn't get to her. And then she jumped off the edge, sliding down the gorge to start her way towards the edge of the Wyrmwound. Towards one of the houses...

Characters: Assassin
Dragon ID: #93434609

Chapter 2
The Streets of RotRock Rim



After what seemed like forever, the walk across the lone landscape finally came upon the large crest of the Rot Rock Rim. The massive structure rose from the flat landscape in a sudden upturn. For those unfamiliar, there would seem to be no entrance. But Assassin knew the lands well.

The tangled mass of branches, roots, and slime moved slowly while she stepped closer. Waiting for a moment, the mass opened up to a small, thorny tunnel. Assassin grunted and stepped into the shade of the Rot Rock. The passage was narrow. Nearly claustrophobic. But Assassin kept moving forward, talons stepping over branches that threatened to trip unsuspecting dragons.

And finally, the small tunnel opened up. The branches of strange life still hung about, no longer compact. Built into the slowly moving thickets were buildings. Small towns stuffed into any crevice they could reach. Isolated at first, but over time they had melded into one town, just like how the bushes and brambles had melded into one giant shelter. Carts moved about the streets. Though, they were not really set paths. More so trails that were walked so much that the thicket didn't have time to retake it. The orange tinted light of the sky would cut through in small patches as the thicket would open up briefly before closing once more, making times of light uncertain. The dragons didn't seem bothered by it though, rushing about their own business through the market place.

Assassin's tail flicked as she left the entrance and headed into the bustling crowd. Chatter filled the air, providing a stark contrast to her trek across the silent wastelands. Wings bumped and voices scolded any who touched the others. Assassin moved quickly through the other dragons though, her enhancements making it easy to slip through the crowd.

Breaching to the other side of the market place, dragons called after her.

"Hey! Hey! Why not buy some new gear!"
"Potions! Get your potions!"
"Unseen familiars here! Get your pets!"

She rolled her eyes at how the traders always tried to get in other's faces. Always trying to sell their stuff that no one wanted. It was annoying, but she paid their calls no mind as she continued on her way. Past the market place lied the quieter part of the town. The homes. Buildings made out of the very brambles that made up the RotRock. They were bent and twisted and woven into structures that hung from the thicket, built into every surface. These were not the place she was looking for, passing by the homes peacefully.

As she went, the sun light started to spill in more. The branches and roots started to grow less here. A toxic smell had also started to drift through the air, though the source soon became clear. The thicket opened up to show a large gorge that split the town away from the Wyrmwound. A boiling pot of orange swirling liquid that threatened to spill over the edges of the stone. A very few homes could be seen on the edge. Dragons that dared live to close, but profited from anything they could get out of the Wyrmwound.

Assassin's eyes narrowed as she cranked up her breather over her face a few more notches just to make sure he toxic fumes wouldn't get to her. And then she jumped off the edge, sliding down the gorge to start her way towards the edge of the Wyrmwound. Towards one of the houses...

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