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[center]@Ravenzzcall I'll be writing for Hemorrhage if you don't mind! (As Aicardi is a plague clan) Smol question - which clan (not flight) is Hemorrhage from? [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/97880164][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/978802/97880164_350.png[/img][/url] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/fz2s7alqwhoe3lt/plaguetop.png[/img] Hemorrhage, the ambassador sent by the Plaguebringer herself to this clan. Hemorrhage didn't understand why, but she had learned not to question her guardian deity over the years. She thought that she would be like all her comrades, sent to another deity, but instead, when she stepped through the portal, she arrived in the arid wastelands of the Icewarden's domain, though nowhere near where he resided. Instead, she peered into the dozens of faces of nature dragons. [i]Those should not be here[/i] she thought. [i]I should not be among nature dragons[/i] she thought, backing away. [img alt=""]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/1h2g3br1d1xem0r/plaguemidsmall.png[/img] Eventually, Hemorrhage accepted her fate, to live among these... [i]abominations[/i] for the rest of her life. [i]What a shame[/i] she thought sometimes. [i]Why did the Plaguebringer send me here?[/i] She thought sometimes, though she always quickly quashed these thoughts. The days blurred together, and Hemorrhage lived, because live she must. Though the members of this tribe gave her no attention, the Plaguebringer sometimes looked upon her, amused at how a dragon could live as a husk, though disappointed in how she didn't have the willpower to live among the Plague Flight's enemies. [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/335f8rj4xzh00m5/plaguebottom.png[/img] [/center]
@Ravenzzcall I'll be writing for Hemorrhage if you don't mind!
(As Aicardi is a plague clan)

Smol question - which clan (not flight) is Hemorrhage from?

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Hemorrhage, the ambassador sent by the Plaguebringer herself to this clan. Hemorrhage didn't understand why, but she had learned not to question her guardian deity over the years.

She thought that she would be like all her comrades, sent to another deity, but instead, when she stepped through the portal, she arrived in the arid wastelands of the Icewarden's domain, though nowhere near where he resided.

Instead, she peered into the dozens of faces of nature dragons. Those should not be here she thought. I should not be among nature dragons she thought, backing away.



Eventually, Hemorrhage accepted her fate, to live among these... abominations for the rest of her life. What a shame she thought sometimes.

Why did the Plaguebringer send me here? She thought sometimes, though she always quickly quashed these thoughts.

The days blurred together, and Hemorrhage lived, because live she must.

Though the members of this tribe gave her no attention, the Plaguebringer sometimes looked upon her, amused at how a dragon could live as a husk, though disappointed in how she didn't have the willpower to live among the Plague Flight's enemies.

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@Vasaliki ((I think you're next. Let me know if I am incorrect.)) [center] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/100872412][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/1008725/100872412_350.png[/img][/url] Min [/center] Hopeless. Hopeless over here, hopeless over there. It didn't seem to matter which Flight Min came across. Despite all of the many differences, there were two things in common. The fight against the seemingly immortal Shade. A demand for undying loyalty to a single deity. For whatever reason Min seemed to land on one of the most historically violent and malicious of Sornieth's deities. There were times she questioned her choices, certainly. Min liked to think of herself as a reasonable Wind Flight born dragon. But she always reflected on what gifts, what legacy, she could impart to her chosen home. Why not the written word? Why not a record, a history, of their exploits? Their triumphs? Their mistakes? Yes, she possessed the stars in her feathers. But it was that ethereal hope that the stars inspired that she sought to emulate. She would be their bard, their teacher, their historian. With that, she wanted to grant them a gift of hope.
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((I think you're next. Let me know if I am incorrect.))
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Min

Hopeless. Hopeless over here, hopeless over there. It didn't seem to matter which Flight Min came across. Despite all of the many differences, there were two things in common. The fight against the seemingly immortal Shade. A demand for undying loyalty to a single deity.

For whatever reason Min seemed to land on one of the most historically violent and malicious of Sornieth's deities.

There were times she questioned her choices, certainly. Min liked to think of herself as a reasonable Wind Flight born dragon. But she always reflected on what gifts, what legacy, she could impart to her chosen home. Why not the written word? Why not a record, a history, of their exploits? Their triumphs? Their mistakes?

Yes, she possessed the stars in her feathers. But it was that ethereal hope that the stars inspired that she sought to emulate. She would be their bard, their teacher, their historian. With that, she wanted to grant them a gift of hope.
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[quote name="Vasaliki" date="2025-02-17 18:01:36" ] I meant like who is she representing as an ambassador in the lore? [/quote] i haven't yet determined this, however if you'd like to do something with that, this is quite ok
Vasaliki wrote on 2025-02-17 18:01:36:
I meant like who is she representing as an ambassador in the lore?


i haven't yet determined this, however if you'd like to do something with that, this is quite ok
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@Countessoffire TYSM!!

SKIP MEEEE (countessoffire is next)
@Countessoffire TYSM!!

SKIP MEEEE (countessoffire is next)
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@Countessoffire [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/50324738][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/503248/50324738_350.png[/img][/url] Monsters have a cause. Monsters are made to be so. Whether it be cruelty or mistake or something else, it all has a cause a reason. Monster are not symbols, symbols are distractions, symbols lie. Virens was born from a monster, a mistake, a hateful simple beast. Virens was the crumpled golden filth of those he killed, hundreds of minds smashed and disorganized together. Not undead exactly, but just as bad to the uninformed. She slid into the sewers away, garbage and sewage cover her small body, a foul but necessary protection. Her mind congealed as well, she stared out through the grate, at the stars. She reached out, wanting to touch them, be among the waking walking world. Virens did not want to be a monster, event though it felt like the world wanted her to be. ------ I'd like something for one of these dudes, but if they don't appeal to you, anyone who's not in the fodderlocke or sales tab is fine! [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/100759798][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/1007598/100759798.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/92089158][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/920892/92089158.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/97827486][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/978275/97827486.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/82323863][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/823239/82323863.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/100641781][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/1006418/100641781.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/98946969][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/989470/98946969.png[/img][/url]
@Countessoffire

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Monsters have a cause.

Monsters are made to be so.

Whether it be cruelty or mistake or something else, it all has a cause a reason. Monster are not symbols, symbols are distractions, symbols lie. Virens was born from a monster, a mistake, a hateful simple beast. Virens was the crumpled golden filth of those he killed, hundreds of minds smashed and disorganized together. Not undead exactly, but just as bad to the uninformed.

She slid into the sewers away, garbage and sewage cover her small body, a foul but necessary protection. Her mind congealed as well, she stared out through the grate, at the stars. She reached out, wanting to touch them, be among the waking walking world. Virens did not want to be a monster, event though it felt like the world wanted her to be.

I'd like something for one of these dudes, but if they don't appeal to you, anyone who's not in the fodderlocke or sales tab is fine!
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@Strangeflesh [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/92089158][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/920892/92089158_350.png[/img][/url] Maybe it was because of her reckless personality. Maybe it was because her methods were too risky. Maybe they simply didn't like her. Pimple had managed to find a mentor to teach her about anatomy, medicine, and magic. It was easy to root for the bright young student, but it quickly became clear that her ambition would take her down more... unethical roads. Maybe it was because she asked the questions nobody should have asked. Maybe it was the nights spent awake reading textbooks on harsher medicinal tactics. Maybe it was her obsession of finding the most [i]efficient[/i] cures for any ailment, even if it wasn't safe for anyone. Her mentor called her into the lab one day to tell her she would no longer be their mentee. She was not fit to be a surgeon if she would endanger her patients in the name of the [i]efficiency[/i] she preached. But it didn't really matter. She had learned everything she needed to. Now she just needed to find a clinic that would take her. ----- [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/56693395][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/566934/56693395p.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/56832951][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/568330/56832951p.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/68307743][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/683078/68307743p.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/100860790][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/1008608/100860790p.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/58721941][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/587220/58721941p.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/58674753][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/586748/58674753p.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/59366430][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/593665/59366430p.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/59071465][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/590715/59071465p.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/58751231][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/587513/58751231p.png[/img][/url] I'd love lore for anyone in my lair (except fodder) without much of a bio, but especially one of these guys!
@Strangeflesh

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Maybe it was because of her reckless personality. Maybe it was because her methods were too risky. Maybe they simply didn't like her.

Pimple had managed to find a mentor to teach her about anatomy, medicine, and magic. It was easy to root for the bright young student, but it quickly became clear that her ambition would take her down more... unethical roads.

Maybe it was because she asked the questions nobody should have asked. Maybe it was the nights spent awake reading textbooks on harsher medicinal tactics. Maybe it was her obsession of finding the most efficient cures for any ailment, even if it wasn't safe for anyone.

Her mentor called her into the lab one day to tell her she would no longer be their mentee. She was not fit to be a surgeon if she would endanger her patients in the name of the efficiency she preached.

But it didn't really matter. She had learned everything she needed to. Now she just needed to find a clinic that would take her.


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I'd love lore for anyone in my lair (except fodder) without much of a bio, but especially one of these guys!
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putting my stake down for @HuskyDragon1224



Sophie's largest regrets in her travels were always her own silence, her own solitude. She was never an very overwhelmingly outgoing dragon, never the one to speak first. She was never cruel, just perhaps a bit.. misunderstood. Always delivering curt answers, not quite realizing others may find her honesty annoying or rude.

She never really knew what to do to escape the gazes of others around her, so she left, always moving from one place to another, filling her eyes with wonders, her mind with knowledge, her wings with wind, her heart with nothing.

She can't remember now which dragon it was, after so many trips, you lose track of these things. But she can remember the lost look on their face, the way their snout wrinkled in worry, eyes flicking left to right. She thinks she must have been quite the worrying sight, pelt draped over her figure, beady green eyes peering from hollowed, black circles where another animal's eyes used to be.

Either way, she agreed to help, to usher the poor, lost dragon where they needed to be. And that kickstarted it all. It was decent work, she had these lands memorized, and a few scatterbrained dragons would always need shepherding. It made her pelt feel almost ironic, dark green peeking out of wolves eyes when it should have been a more fitting canine. Too late, she supposes. She was attached to this one, and wasn't keen on skinning another for a long time.

She finds herself enjoying her new practice, meeting friendly and not so friendly faces out on the trails, up in the sky. Sometimes they would pay, sometimes they wouldn't. She never cared, it wasn't for the benefit of payment, but the journey.

Though with every passing job, with every farewell, every back turned, she can't escape the feeling that this isn't quite the respite from her loneliness she was hoping for.


No preference for what dragon! perhaps someone from page 3 of our inner lair tab
putting my stake down for @HuskyDragon1224



Sophie's largest regrets in her travels were always her own silence, her own solitude. She was never an very overwhelmingly outgoing dragon, never the one to speak first. She was never cruel, just perhaps a bit.. misunderstood. Always delivering curt answers, not quite realizing others may find her honesty annoying or rude.

She never really knew what to do to escape the gazes of others around her, so she left, always moving from one place to another, filling her eyes with wonders, her mind with knowledge, her wings with wind, her heart with nothing.

She can't remember now which dragon it was, after so many trips, you lose track of these things. But she can remember the lost look on their face, the way their snout wrinkled in worry, eyes flicking left to right. She thinks she must have been quite the worrying sight, pelt draped over her figure, beady green eyes peering from hollowed, black circles where another animal's eyes used to be.

Either way, she agreed to help, to usher the poor, lost dragon where they needed to be. And that kickstarted it all. It was decent work, she had these lands memorized, and a few scatterbrained dragons would always need shepherding. It made her pelt feel almost ironic, dark green peeking out of wolves eyes when it should have been a more fitting canine. Too late, she supposes. She was attached to this one, and wasn't keen on skinning another for a long time.

She finds herself enjoying her new practice, meeting friendly and not so friendly faces out on the trails, up in the sky. Sometimes they would pay, sometimes they wouldn't. She never cared, it wasn't for the benefit of payment, but the journey.

Though with every passing job, with every farewell, every back turned, she can't escape the feeling that this isn't quite the respite from her loneliness she was hoping for.


No preference for what dragon! perhaps someone from page 3 of our inner lair tab
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nice to be here :>
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@CNSys [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/78876365][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/788764/78876365_350.png[/img][/url] Despite being a dragon from the Light Flight, Starlight had grown up with a Clan that lived in a system of caves deep underground. It branched off from a different clan on the surface, it's original members comprised of a group of dragons that got caught in a big cave in and couldn't find their way out. Starlight's mother was among the original group of dragons. Every day they chip at the entrance, slowly working their way out, but they had a long way to go. Each member of the clan had tendrils of light that sprouted off of their form, indicating to each other where they were. The only sources of light from her environment were either from the mushrooms in the caves, or glowing rocks that protruded from the cavern walls. They spread across the ceiling creating an image reminiscent of the night sky. Starlight and her mother had pelts that matched, glowing softly in the dark. Her mother had named her Starlight, both after those fake stars and after the pattern on her pelt. She hoped that her hatchling might see the real night sky. As Starlight grew up, she learned how to make lanterns, honing her light magic to fill the caverns with light. Of all of the dragons that had ended up trapped, none of them could manipulate light magic the way Starlight could. She was a natural. Some of the dragons that had been in the caverns for a long time had begun to close their eyes and use their other senses to get around in the dark. If light had not been brought back to the caverns, they may have lost their sight altogether. She spent most of her time around the pools of water dotting the cave system. One of which was her favorite. She could often be caught swimming in them. Many dragons have remarked that the blue in her hair was reminiscent of the cavern's water. Then came the day when the seal was broken and the dragons were let out into the cool night air. Starlight got to see the night sky for the first time in her life and she was amazed. The clan parted ways mostly, off to see their families, but a few lingered, enjoying the idea of starting a clan from the ground up. Starlight's mother lingered, but Starlight had plans to travel. Though she was still young, she wanted to see the sights, and find a clan of her own. For what she had done in the Caverns, she became known to her previous Clanmates as Starlight the Lightbringer. ---- Dragons I would like lore for [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/96166322][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/961664/96166322_350.png[/img][/url] (Maybe something about him being from the Plague Flight) [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/96527190][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/965272/96527190_350.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/56450329][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/564504/56450329_350.png[/img][/url] (Needs lore from before he arrived in the clan and met Salem, his mate. I imagine he has a very gentle soul.) [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/100904256][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/1009043/100904256_350.png[/img][/url] (Rescued Hatchling, adopted by Rowan) [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/92800221][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/928003/92800221_350.png[/img][/url] (Rescue Hatchling, adopted by Ysolt)
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Despite being a dragon from the Light Flight, Starlight had grown up with a Clan that lived in a system of caves deep underground. It branched off from a different clan on the surface, it's original members comprised of a group of dragons that got caught in a big cave in and couldn't find their way out. Starlight's mother was among the original group of dragons. Every day they chip at the entrance, slowly working their way out, but they had a long way to go.

Each member of the clan had tendrils of light that sprouted off of their form, indicating to each other where they were. The only sources of light from her environment were either from the mushrooms in the caves, or glowing rocks that protruded from the cavern walls. They spread across the ceiling creating an image reminiscent of the night sky. Starlight and her mother had pelts that matched, glowing softly in the dark.

Her mother had named her Starlight, both after those fake stars and after the pattern on her pelt. She hoped that her hatchling might see the real night sky.

As Starlight grew up, she learned how to make lanterns, honing her light magic to fill the caverns with light. Of all of the dragons that had ended up trapped, none of them could manipulate light magic the way Starlight could. She was a natural.

Some of the dragons that had been in the caverns for a long time had begun to close their eyes and use their other senses to get around in the dark. If light had not been brought back to the caverns, they may have lost their sight altogether.

She spent most of her time around the pools of water dotting the cave system. One of which was her favorite. She could often be caught swimming in them. Many dragons have remarked that the blue in her hair was reminiscent of the cavern's water.

Then came the day when the seal was broken and the dragons were let out into the cool night air. Starlight got to see the night sky for the first time in her life and she was amazed.

The clan parted ways mostly, off to see their families, but a few lingered, enjoying the idea of starting a clan from the ground up. Starlight's mother lingered, but Starlight had plans to travel. Though she was still young, she wanted to see the sights, and find a clan of her own.

For what she had done in the Caverns, she became known to her previous Clanmates as Starlight the Lightbringer.

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Dragons I would like lore for

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(Maybe something about him being from the Plague Flight)

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(Needs lore from before he arrived in the clan and met Salem, his mate. I imagine he has a very gentle soul.)

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(Rescued Hatchling, adopted by Rowan)

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(Rescue Hatchling, adopted by Ysolt)



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@ravenzzcall the lore is finished!

Skip meeeeeeeeee
@ravenzzcall the lore is finished!

Skip meeeeeeeeee
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