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A dragon steps into a dim spot of light on the floor. She looks like a tundra, but it is impossible to tell in the darkness.
“My name is Isadora” she says “And I might not be the oldest dragon in my clan, but I am a reincarnation of a dragon who lived hundreds of years ago, back when the Beastclans were strongest.”
She smiles dreamily, as if she were remembering something, despite the darkness, you can still see this, “I was hatched in the Sunbeam Ruins, A’s Song, with my sister; Harmony, who died a day later and my brother; Truth, who left the clan when he was still a young hatchling, like many dragons at this time, I was trained in battle, a skill I would carry into this life. One fateful, stormy night, a spiral hatchling stumbled into the clan cave. He introduced himself as Wicker and told us that his clan had been destroyed by Beastclan Harpies. Wicker stayed and grew with our clan, we became good friends and eventually mates”
Isadora sighs, “Then one day the Harpies arrived and tried to take our clan, I-I remember fighting alongside Wicket, until I noticed our leader was heavily outnumbered. I was too late. Whisper had already died by the time I got there, and so the Harpies turned on me, I died that day too.”
“In this life, I patrol the clan borders with Liana and Valiant and I was separated from my siblings at birth. I love to scribble in my scroll and hopefully one day find out the fate of Truth and Wicker, I think Twilight knows something...”
A dragon steps into a dim spot of light on the floor. She looks like a tundra, but it is impossible to tell in the darkness.
“My name is Isadora” she says “And I might not be the oldest dragon in my clan, but I am a reincarnation of a dragon who lived hundreds of years ago, back when the Beastclans were strongest.”
She smiles dreamily, as if she were remembering something, despite the darkness, you can still see this, “I was hatched in the Sunbeam Ruins, A’s Song, with my sister; Harmony, who died a day later and my brother; Truth, who left the clan when he was still a young hatchling, like many dragons at this time, I was trained in battle, a skill I would carry into this life. One fateful, stormy night, a spiral hatchling stumbled into the clan cave. He introduced himself as Wicker and told us that his clan had been destroyed by Beastclan Harpies. Wicker stayed and grew with our clan, we became good friends and eventually mates”
Isadora sighs, “Then one day the Harpies arrived and tried to take our clan, I-I remember fighting alongside Wicket, until I noticed our leader was heavily outnumbered. I was too late. Whisper had already died by the time I got there, and so the Harpies turned on me, I died that day too.”
“In this life, I patrol the clan borders with Liana and Valiant and I was separated from my siblings at birth. I love to scribble in my scroll and hopefully one day find out the fate of Truth and Wicker, I think Twilight knows something...”
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An [s]still incomplete[/s] archaic dragon who haunts the caves deep underneath the Clan of the Crosswind's territory, Haven rarely makes appearances - unless it is to deliver one of her foreboding prophecies. No one even knows if Haven is her real name; it is only the name given to her by the clan after she gave her consent for them to settle in their current territory. Named after what she gave them, Haven persists that her words do benefit the clan, even when it seems otherwise.
An
still incomplete archaic dragon who haunts the caves deep underneath the Clan of the Crosswind's territory, Haven rarely makes appearances - unless it is to deliver one of her foreboding prophecies. No one even knows if Haven is her real name; it is only the name given to her by the clan after she gave her consent for them to settle in their current territory. Named after what she gave them, Haven persists that her words do benefit the clan, even when it seems otherwise.
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[b]Glimpheus[/b]! One of my oldest dragons, lore wise and gameplay wise. He resides in the deepest parts of the lair, or in places unnamed and unknown. While once a caretaker to the clan, he now wanders with little reason like a ghost in shambles, shade covering much of his form. Someone comfort this big moody lug.
Glimpheus! One of my oldest dragons, lore wise and gameplay wise. He resides in the deepest parts of the lair, or in places unnamed and unknown. While once a caretaker to the clan, he now wanders with little reason like a ghost in shambles, shade covering much of his form. Someone comfort this big moody lug.
Zheli | Any Pronouns! | Resident Bird | EST
I'm on as much as I can be! I've got a job that takes up my time, but I still love funny dragon pixels.
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Avis, the founder of her clan, is a bearer immense knowledge of magic, and the normal battlemage and leader of an adventuring party. Avis is somewhat of a danger outside of Arcane territory, due to her strong connection to the Arcane flight she will normally warp the landscape around her into something resembling her homeland.
Avis is very friendly, and loves to travel, leading to her mate being the one that runs the clan. She normally brings back souvenirs of all sorts, and is the clan's secondary alchemist.
She actually lives within the clan's camp itself, but has her own wagon full of personal belongings for when she decides to wonder off.
Avis, the founder of her clan, is a bearer immense knowledge of magic, and the normal battlemage and leader of an adventuring party. Avis is somewhat of a danger outside of Arcane territory, due to her strong connection to the Arcane flight she will normally warp the landscape around her into something resembling her homeland.
Avis is very friendly, and loves to travel, leading to her mate being the one that runs the clan. She normally brings back souvenirs of all sorts, and is the clan's secondary alchemist.
She actually lives within the clan's camp itself, but has her own wagon full of personal belongings for when she decides to wonder off.
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No one remembers when Gloritia exactly joined the clan. Ishtar, clan's First Matriarch, when asked, always somehow dodges the question, but few older dragons know that not even she remembers [i]that[/i]. To no one's surprise, poor old thing has memory of goldfish. Having her forget, for example, the way to her own cave, and sleep in someone else's bed is a regular occurence. Half of the tragedy if it's other clanmember's bed, it's worse if she mistakes the [i]lair[/i] itself. But Gloria remembers. Gloria remembers [i]all[/i]. But will Gloria tell when she joined? Maybe once she's done with those calculations. Now git, she's busy. Go play with other hatchlings.
Gloritia - or Gloria, as she prefers - previously Second Matriarch, currently clan's main (and only) secretary and senior archivist, has been taking care of major paperwork since... well, forever. Older dragons joke often behind her back that even if she's probably as old as Ishtar, maybe even older, she has memory capacity worth of all dragons' in the clan. She remembers every information about clan - from cave heating bills, through average costs of sea food consumed every month, to number of Kalis's... hunting "accidents". How much seafood have been consumed in June seven years ago? How many hatchlings have trained under watchful eye of Kalis and her crew in past 20 days? How many apology letters have been sent in total to neighbourhood clans because of previous Matron's bouts of dementia? Ask about anything, that woman could be woken up in middle of night and recite everything from the top of her head, with perfect accuracy. [i]If[/i] you'll ever catch her sleeping. Does she even have a bed, or sleeping perch, in her lair? Hard to say, maybe it's under one of those piles of papers and scrolls that are scattered all over the place. Space management? Cleaning? Gloria has no time for such trivial things, she has stuff to note down and archive. Wait, why are you still here? Shoo!
No one remembers when Gloritia exactly joined the clan. Ishtar, clan's First Matriarch, when asked, always somehow dodges the question, but few older dragons know that not even she remembers
that. To no one's surprise, poor old thing has memory of goldfish. Having her forget, for example, the way to her own cave, and sleep in someone else's bed is a regular occurence. Half of the tragedy if it's other clanmember's bed, it's worse if she mistakes the
lair itself. But Gloria remembers. Gloria remembers
all. But will Gloria tell when she joined? Maybe once she's done with those calculations. Now git, she's busy. Go play with other hatchlings.
Gloritia - or Gloria, as she prefers - previously Second Matriarch, currently clan's main (and only) secretary and senior archivist, has been taking care of major paperwork since... well, forever. Older dragons joke often behind her back that even if she's probably as old as Ishtar, maybe even older, she has memory capacity worth of all dragons' in the clan. She remembers every information about clan - from cave heating bills, through average costs of sea food consumed every month, to number of Kalis's... hunting "accidents". How much seafood have been consumed in June seven years ago? How many hatchlings have trained under watchful eye of Kalis and her crew in past 20 days? How many apology letters have been sent in total to neighbourhood clans because of previous Matron's bouts of dementia? Ask about anything, that woman could be woken up in middle of night and recite everything from the top of her head, with perfect accuracy.
If you'll ever catch her sleeping. Does she even have a bed, or sleeping perch, in her lair? Hard to say, maybe it's under one of those piles of papers and scrolls that are scattered all over the place. Space management? Cleaning? Gloria has no time for such trivial things, she has stuff to note down and archive. Wait, why are you still here? Shoo!
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Devara isn't terribly old or wise, but she's the oldest that my Clan has ever known.When she's not copying others, she's a rather jolly dragon, and spends most of her days in her den, baking
strange, wood-flavoured DELICIOUS pastries while humming a merry tune.
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Devara isn't terribly old or wise, but she's the oldest that my Clan has ever known.When she's not copying others, she's a rather jolly dragon, and spends most of her days in her den, baking
strange, wood-flavoured DELICIOUS pastries while humming a merry tune.
That feel when you're in the middle of something you can't pause, but then you smell tacos in the other room
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She is the eldest in the clan. No one remembers when she came into the clan but it feels as if she was always there.
She is the eldest in the clan. No one remembers when she came into the clan but it feels as if she was always there.
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Meet Wisp! Or, rather, Ghallager. You see, Wisp was suddenly possessed by a spirit one day, much to the surprise of literally everyone, including the spirit itself.
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When the Ghostlight ruins was discovered, the clan made the trek out in order to find a capable medium inundated in the subject- and managed to find one such longneck medium by the name of Caundry. The two, the medium and the spirit, have grown to be close friends. Ghallager occasionally slips into other languages outside of common Draconian when speaking, and the medium is able to translate for others, though he is often found muttering in strange, unknown tongues, unknown to even the medium.
Caundry often discusses other worlds with Ghallager, who seems to be from a separate dimension entirely. His knowledge is vast, and he appears to be both well-traveled and to possess enough knowledge to fill several typical lifespans. He is constantly surrounded by a faint, blueish aura.
Wisp's previous familiar, a Baku, has abandoned him, wary of the body's new inhabitant, who has taken the nickname Dreamer. Wisp was always in tune with the spiritual realm, though what entities he was in tune with, and exactly how malicious they were, is debatable.
Dreamer has been disappearing into the night quite frequently as of late, and Caundry has seen him on several occasions experimenting at the cauldron late into the evening, discussing alchemy in depth with Baldwin. He always returns to the lair my morning, though no one ever sees him enter. He seems ever so interested in the Bogsneak...
Meet Wisp! Or, rather, Ghallager. You see, Wisp was suddenly possessed by a spirit one day, much to the surprise of literally everyone, including the spirit itself.
When the Ghostlight ruins was discovered, the clan made the trek out in order to find a capable medium inundated in the subject- and managed to find one such longneck medium by the name of Caundry. The two, the medium and the spirit, have grown to be close friends. Ghallager occasionally slips into other languages outside of common Draconian when speaking, and the medium is able to translate for others, though he is often found muttering in strange, unknown tongues, unknown to even the medium.
Caundry often discusses other worlds with Ghallager, who seems to be from a separate dimension entirely. His knowledge is vast, and he appears to be both well-traveled and to possess enough knowledge to fill several typical lifespans. He is constantly surrounded by a faint, blueish aura.
Wisp's previous familiar, a Baku, has abandoned him, wary of the body's new inhabitant, who has taken the nickname Dreamer. Wisp was always in tune with the spiritual realm, though what entities he was in tune with, and exactly how malicious they were, is debatable.
Dreamer has been disappearing into the night quite frequently as of late, and Caundry has seen him on several occasions experimenting at the cauldron late into the evening, discussing alchemy in depth with Baldwin. He always returns to the lair my morning, though no one ever sees him enter. He seems ever so interested in the Bogsneak...
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The shade of Shadow and Light
Reflet was born in Shadow territory, as is common for many Nocturnes. But during the migration of the Night of the Nocturne, she did something not-so-common... She chose to settle herself in a Light clan.
While not neglected by the clan in any way, she still live on the outskirts, near to the Tangled Wood. She keeps an elaborate hollow tree full of old Shadow potions and remedies, and works as a soothsayer of sorts. No one denies that her magic is the strongest of all the dragons in the clan.
The shade of Shadow and Light
Reflet was born in Shadow territory, as is common for many Nocturnes. But during the migration of the Night of the Nocturne, she did something not-so-common... She chose to settle herself in a Light clan.
While not neglected by the clan in any way, she still live on the outskirts, near to the Tangled Wood. She keeps an elaborate hollow tree full of old Shadow potions and remedies, and works as a soothsayer of sorts. No one denies that her magic is the strongest of all the dragons in the clan.
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Halifax has existed since the beginning of time. As an astral spirit he travels across the star systems of the universe, devouring dying stars and spreading their stardust to help create new stars and planets like a celestial bumblebee. Sornieth is one of his favorite planets to visit, and thus frequents it on his travels. His stardust in small amounts brings good dreams or fortunate visions to dragons, and madness to those who abuse it. The clear, cold skies of the Southern Icefield allows dragons to see his trail of stardust as the aurora australis during the night.
Halifax has existed since the beginning of time. As an astral spirit he travels across the star systems of the universe, devouring dying stars and spreading their stardust to help create new stars and planets like a celestial bumblebee. Sornieth is one of his favorite planets to visit, and thus frequents it on his travels. His stardust in small amounts brings good dreams or fortunate visions to dragons, and madness to those who abuse it. The clear, cold skies of the Southern Icefield allows dragons to see his trail of stardust as the aurora australis during the night.
