Dragonheartjlc's Clan

The Boneyard

Under a full moon you come upon an oddly dead forest were not even the crickets chirp. As you draw closer to it's heart a dense fog seems to swirl around you and you see what appears to be the black gates of a grave yard. The gates read "The Boneyard." you notice a decaying sign in front of the gates.....



As you enter the gates they creak loudly the sound seems to echo through the fog. As the gates open dragons stand up from their graves while others emerge from within the fog some chatting with one another and others wiping there eyes sleepily or shaking off dirt. Most wear a shackle upon their ankle it's end disappearing into the fog as though they are chained to the fog itself.

A tundra her back half still merged with the fog greets you with a smile "Welcome to to The Boneyard we are cursed lair where dragons become wondering spirits unless they can escape the curse by finding a new lair. To release their bonds simply close your eyes and with all your heart call out their name three times while imagining the dragon in question. Some may have to be given names but I'm sure you will choose something wonderful!"



Welcome to the Boneyard, a home for lost souls,
to find them good homes is one of our main goals.
Adopt a dragon or two, give them a place to stay,
Raise them and we promise, you they will repay.
So come, give a wandering spirit a home,
let them stay, so no longer do they have to roam.
Among the tombstones, they await a new clan,
so what are you waiting for? The rehoming has already began!

poem by Nightdraco