staticmcawesome's Clan

At the foot of one of the Reedcleft Ascent’s many faces is a tall, flat structure. Held up with thick, sturdy bamboo stalks is a wide rectangular piece of light colored wood, its surface covered with pieces of marked parchment.

Beside this board you see a ruddy winged Skydancer standing on his hind legs to reach a bare spot on the board. He unfurls a scroll of parchment, one of a set of many matching pieces tucked together against his side by a bright colored sash, and almost begins tacking it in place when his antennae twich at your approach.

He turns his head to regard you, making a noise as if he only just became aware of your presence, and drops back down to all fours. He tips his dark, wide brimmed hat at you with the same claw that clutches the scroll he’d been working with. “Howdy,” he says. “Beg pardon, didn’t hear you comin’.”

With the Skydancer’s great feathered figure no longer in the way, you notice that most of the scrolls that cover the board’s surface are depictions of dragons – some are simple sketches, others detailed portraits. It takes a while to sink in that these aren’t just pretty pictures, but wanted posters. Some detail the dragon pictured as being barely more than petty thieves, while others mark the featured drake as the kind of creature you wouldn’t want to run into in a dark alley.

The Skydancer speaks up when he sees you taking in the details of the postings. “These here are some of the more dangerous folk around. The Warden would be most appreciative if you have any information about any of ‘em.” He gestures behind him, slightly to the left. “Go up that way a bit and watch out for the pair o’ Spirals flyin’ around. That’s the easiest way to find the Stockade.”

At the bottom of most of the wanted posters within sight are scrawled the words, “please report to the dragons of the Highwall Stockade with any pertinent information.” You assume this Highwall Stockade to be the one of which the Skydancer speaks.

Once you’ve given the board a good once-over and stepped back, he nods at you and goes back to attaching his newest bounty to the board. “It ain’t just a prison,” he says to you without turning his gaze away from his work. “You’re welcome to visit, ‘long as you keep your claws to yourself and don’t go causin’ any trouble.

“Causin’ trouble’s a good way to land yourself a permanent stay.”


more to be added.



all of my dragon's bios are a work in progress. i only recently got a solid idea for what i want to do lore-wise, so forgive the mess and inconsistancies! i'm working on it a bit at a time.

---

for the curious, all of my dragons are named after various cultivars of squash, apple, melon, and peppers.
as of the addition to russet to the clan, i've now included onion cultivars in my rotation! apprentice is the first pumpkin as well, though i've been using gourds and squash since the beginning. almera is the first leek of the clan! ausmus is now the first rose of the clan, but he won't be the last...