Scivil

Clans second in charge (random progen)

Scivil is considered as the second leader and the tactician of the clan. He strong and cunning, often being set in charge of leading squads out to battle. He originates from the land of the Flamecaller with his lover, Granith. They were both born from the Igneous flow subspecies but were left to look after themselves at a very young age. They ruled by each other, fighting for their survival and the safety of their new forming clan. Scivil is amazed at how the clans grown. He has had many children, most went off to fight for the flamecaller but some left to join other clans. These days Scivil is either relaxing or goes to speak to the beastclans about any problems they are experiencing.

There was once a time where Scivils clan was forced into a deadly war. A group of highly trained light dragons attacked the land, attempting to leave no survivors and gather all of their supplies. At first the attacks were minor but as the drew closer and closer to the center, Granith had to make the call; the call to war.

Scivil knew what he was doing. Throughout the whole war he was commanding groups to save any stray hatchlings, gathering any injured allies on the battlefield and leading raiding parties when their enemies least expected it. However, on one raid the enemy light dragons were expecting them and forced his group into skirmish. Scivil called for a retreat after a couple of minutes of battle, and his allies did; except for him. Scivil was attacked from above and was plunged into the crusted earth. The light dragons pinned him to the ground and flipped him upside down, dragging him into the center of their base. The light dragons took turns at attacking his legs, arms and tail; leaving him as a bloody mess.

It was roughly a week later when a stealth group found him tied up on his back and barely breathing. The group lifted him up onto two of their backs and successfully left the base unseen. It took a while but once they finally made it back to the clan Granith was all over him. She kept apologising to him inbetween warm tears and hiccups. The doctors agreed to put him into a medicinal coma and didn't dare wake up for the rest of the battle.

When Scivil woke up there was sounds of cheering and laughter. He attempted to stand but couldn't move. A doctor soon arrived carrying metallic arms and legs and placed them next to him. The doctor explained to him that he was in the coma for roughly a month and that the war had been won two days ago due to Granith demolishing all signs of the light dragons even existing. The doctor then went to explain his injuries. They said that his tail was savable, with only chunks missing from the lower end. His arms and legs were sadly far to damaged and would leave him in emence pain if left on so they amputated them. The blacksmith heard about this and spent the rest of the war prioritising on building his missing limbs. Once that was all explained the doctor spent some time carefully placing the metallic limbs where his regular limbs should've been and asked him to stand. He did so with minor wobbling and was allowed to go find Granith. He found her sitting next to a lava pool and walked next to her and cried next to her.

Scivil made good friends with the local beastclans. The land is mostly covered by a small Serthis clan but on the western outskirts there are some refugee harpies origionating from the Southern Icefield and Dragonhome. When they first settled, the Serthis wanted nothing to do with them but cause death to his clan. They attacked frequently with two to three at a time and Scivil was always ready for them. It took a while for the serthis to realised how they only wanted to share the land but once they did, Scivil and Granith made a treaty and helped them learn how to co-exist. The harpies were much more friendlier towards the clan being so close and agreed to a peace if they could help protect them as Talona doesn't like them talking or negotiating with dragons. Granith agreed to protect them and Scivil is sent out regularly with his crew to stop harpy raids and the occasional scuffle.

Cilias story

Harpies are good fighters but very fragile when struck. The clan knows that the harpy leader is mad at them for making an alliance with the refugees for two reasons: one, that they are protecting those who disobey the queens orders and two, dragons are the sworn enemy of the harpy and must be killed on sight. Scouts are a very common sight and if they see an opportunity they will call for an attack. However, there was once a harpy scout needed to find the main nest.

The white harpy moved silently on the ground, moving from cover to cover, never being seen. It's mission was simple: find the nest and report its location. It searched for what it thought was an eternity until it saw a glisten in the corner of the mask. It moved closer and saw the cave where the eggs were and immediately started to fly away. Scivil saw the harpy and flew after it. Scivil couldn't let it get away and flew up on an angle, only to dive bomb straight into its back. The harpy was flung towards the ground and landed on its right wing, making it bend the wrong direction. Scivil landed nearby and before it could attempt to fly off, he placed his claw on the injured wing. The harpy stared screaming out in pain and when it died down it twisted its head to look at Scivil. Scivil saw the harpy and it's now broken mask dripping blood. They stared at each other for what felt for eternity until the harpy went limp and feinted. Scivil didn't know what to do. He could kill it and be done with the matter, or he could bring it to the doctor and possibly save it. His good will nature got the best of him and he picked it up to take it to the doctors.

When they arrived at the doctors the harpy had awoken and immediately started screaming. It attempted to fight them so they strapped it facing down and put a muzzle over the mouth. The wing was broken in every bone which meant they would have to do surgery to remove it. They also had to remove the half broken mask, much to the harpies chirps of displeasure. It had cracked open its skull but the wound stopped bleeding. After final assessments the doctor began to get ready for surgery. Scivil decided to leave and go tell Granith what just happened.

When Scivil came back the wing was gone and the harpy was still asleep. Scivil immediately had flashbacks of when he lost his limbs and felt very bad for it. He picked up the harpies broken mask and headed for the blacksmith. The blacksmith knew what had to be done and immediately stopped whatever project she was doing and started fixing the mask whilst building a robotic wing. The harpy slept for two days straight before waking up. It was still strapped down and muzzled when Scivil was told of its awakening. When Scivil went to look at its face, it looked so broken and sad. He took off the muzzle and asked for its name. It replied softly with 'Cilias'. Scivil went on to tell it its situation and how it couldn't be allowed to leave due to its knowledge. The harpy asked why he didn't just kill her and Scivil said that it wasn't the right thing to do if you were unconscious. The harpy had to stay in hospital for three months before being able to wander the lands but by then she had become custom to all the dragons niceness. She immediately headed to Scivil and he allowed her to stay by his side. When it reached the Night of the Nocturne, Scivil gave Cilias a robotic wing, her broken mask back and a new mask just in case. She was so happy and immediately put on her wing (with some help from Scivil!) and donned her broken mask. The team are now inseparable and are known for their missing limbs but that's okay because if anyone dares pick on them they'll have to go through Granith first.

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Igneous flow subspecies

They say that is species just showed up at the Ashfall Waste and started swimming in the pools of lava, not being affected at all by the extreme temperatures. The local miners were the first to make contact with some that were laying on the crips ground, in an attempt to communicate with them. However, the recently named Igneous Flow subspecies could only gurgle and hiss towards them, scaring all those who wished to know more about their fire resistance. After many years, one igneous flow decided to venture out of the pools and go on an adventure. He learnt a common tongue from a small mining town, which could be understood by most dragons and was told that the pools of lava held many precious minerals needed for trade. With its new knowledge the dragon decided to go back to its people to spread the language and news of great riches. The Igneous Flow subspecies now is a major trader of diamonds, obsidian and aluminium and has adapted a new forging system to create advanced materials.

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