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ArynAlba's Clan

Between a good man and a...

Ancient Lair

in the slums of

Cinderslag

Clan Info

⸙ Lair of the Whispering Woods ⸙

☙ Aryn // She/Her // PST // Animal Lover ❧

⸙ About Me ⸙

Hello hello! Welcome to my page! I'm your average internet user with social anxiety and simultaneously too much time and too little time. I'm a creative writing major pursuing a law degree. I love all animals - dogs, cats, birds, snakes, lizards, spiders, and everything outside and in between! I am the proud mother of a snake (Tiamat,) a lizard (The Nowhere King,) and around 50 spiders and more isopods than I can count individually. I am currently in my second year of law school, so I don't always have much time, but I love making characters and drawing! Critiques on my art and writing are always welcome. (Though note that I don't really follow the FR canon lore.) Thanks for stopping by!

☙ About Lair ❧

The outer bounds of the forest are quite ordinary. Some deer, some birds. Wind whistles through the trees, singing a jovial tune. However, you press deeper and deeper into the depths. The wind hushes into hurried whispers. Oh, foolish traveler... Whatever have you gotten yourself into? The dragons here may be as kind as those you have met thus far. They may offer you tea and a warm place to rest. But others, those less content with their transformation, may find their jealousy of your human form to be too overpowering. Any notions of hospitality they may have once possessed are now gone. Be wary, be kind... And good luck.