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TOPIC | They've Come From The Tree[lore]

[center][size=6][font=palatino]They've Come From The Tree[/center][/size][/font] [center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/946216926013706261/1007802965190524979/Cage_Divider.png[/img][/center] Deep within plague territory, two massive aberrations sat poised on top of gargantuan bone growth on the edge of the Rotrock Rim. The brown and orange male had both heads staring across the landscape towards nature territory. A change was in the air, and deep within his core he could sense a shift. Or maybe he could sense it due to the rampant nature magic left from the Seedscar. A newborn behemoth that many plague dragons continued to battle back as it tried desperately to grow like a parasitic vine. "Do you feel that, Hallow?" the eldritch female below him rumbled. Her pustule-like gaze set towards the horizon. The scraping of her talons shuffled beneath Hallow as she climbed higher. "I do," Hallow replied, shifting his weight so there was ample room for the witch to perch next to him. His right head instinctually nipped at her left in greeting. "Do you suppose they've returned after all this time?" Oizys asked, quietly. Hallow knew what she was thinking about. The last time they had seen the Leafy-one's original children they had been sent into the mouth of the Wyrmwound to be devoured. A day the two aberrations longed to forget. "Perhaps like us, they never truly left," Hallow grumbled, "We do not know what the icy one demanded to be done with them." Oizys snorted, a cloud of pestilent magic flickering between her dual sets of teeth. "He always did prefer her over mother. Always said mother was a 'destructive warmonger'," the witch growled, "It was those vipers that stepped foot on our land first. Calling us filthy." "Yes, well," Hallow soothed, twinning his tail with hers, "We must be careful. If we start a war again who knows which of the eleven will get involved." "Might as well warn our kin," Oizys sighed, clambering towards the ground, "It's about time we shared our real story with them." ----------- Dragons involved [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/74837300][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/748374/74837300_350.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/64221063][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/642211/64221063_350.png[/img][/url] This is just a quick blurb that may or may not change depending on what I do with the auraboas but, just Hallow and Oizys reacting to the new ancient! [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3209695#post_3209695]Previous?[/url] The divider is mine please do not use~

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They've Come From The Tree

Deep within plague territory, two massive aberrations sat poised on top of gargantuan bone growth on the edge of the Rotrock Rim. The brown and orange male had both heads staring across the landscape towards nature territory. A change was in the air, and deep within his core he could sense a shift. Or maybe he could sense it due to the rampant nature magic left from the Seedscar. A newborn behemoth that many plague dragons continued to battle back as it tried desperately to grow like a parasitic vine.

"Do you feel that, Hallow?" the eldritch female below him rumbled. Her pustule-like gaze set towards the horizon. The scraping of her talons shuffled beneath Hallow as she climbed higher.

"I do," Hallow replied, shifting his weight so there was ample room for the witch to perch next to him. His right head instinctually nipped at her left in greeting.

"Do you suppose they've returned after all this time?" Oizys asked, quietly. Hallow knew what she was thinking about. The last time they had seen the Leafy-one's original children they had been sent into the mouth of the Wyrmwound to be devoured. A day the two aberrations longed to forget.

"Perhaps like us, they never truly left," Hallow grumbled, "We do not know what the icy one demanded to be done with them."

Oizys snorted, a cloud of pestilent magic flickering between her dual sets of teeth.
"He always did prefer her over mother. Always said mother was a 'destructive warmonger'," the witch growled, "It was those vipers that stepped foot on our land first. Calling us filthy."

"Yes, well," Hallow soothed, twinning his tail with hers, "We must be careful. If we start a war again who knows which of the eleven will get involved."

"Might as well warn our kin," Oizys sighed, clambering towards the ground, "It's about time we shared our real story with them."

Dragons involved

This is just a quick blurb that may or may not change depending on what I do with the auraboas but, just Hallow and Oizys reacting to the new ancient!

Previous?

The divider is mine please do not use~