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Clan Leur
“For we are magic.” The Clan of Leur has no distinctive leader, a collective of renowned and notorious practitioners, mystified beings and entities that actively labour together to unearth the secrets of magic and merely shape the wondrous energy to their whims. Originally founded in Arcane, the mother place of where magic ruled and stemmed, but unfortunately, the clan split into two factions, two diverging paths that divided the dragons amongst themselves, a rupture that easily cracked their stern foundation and belief.

The majority outvoted the minority, and thus, most of the clan moved to the enriched lands of Nature, leaving behind the glistening crystals, the hum of the magic that accompanied them and the wondrous energy that poured more vigorously than any waterfall. There was new secrets to be discovered; new plants; new life to be shaped and moulded into the clan’s vision for the future – the clan lives to only to focus, shape and meld magic into what they deem or wish.

“Magic is more versatile than any sword, can be any tool, can be any instrument you wish and yet untapped potential.” Although this was started by Pryiale, the original founder, burning with might and power, swirling around with her veins, thickly entwined with a need for curiosity. She was an abomination by her kind; the one who sought strength and validation from her studies, but what truly made her an abomination when she made an unforgiveable deal to reap the power she sought. Nobody truly knows who or what she made a deal with, but exchange for that power, she became something more than a dragon or any magical being could comprehend. She first settled into the crystallized caverns, harvesting the crystals, gems and rocks for her own gains.

Nori – a wandering Fae of little talent; of little consequence for those around him and minuscule in all ways, even in the ways he treated others. He wandered the caverns, resting, hunting and building a small life, in which he kept to himself, but upon meeting Pryiale, the two formed an unlikely friendship. She granted him a meagre portion of what she could do, but afforded him enough to become a trickster, prankster and a loyal friend to her side. The pair quickly grew close and it’s rather undeniable she influenced the Fae; maybe corrupted some would say.

The Clan became an academy of sorts, training, researching and experimenting with magic, reforming the caverns into homes, a residency.

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