Crownguarded's Clan

Well, oh, it seems you're a lot like me
You dug yourself into places
You never thought you would be
But don't you fret, and don't you mind
The only constant is change
And you never know what you'll find

You find yourself wandering through Earth territories, as one often does. Dragons bustle and shout, boasting their wares from amongst the various crumbling buildings and vibrant tents in the Collonades of Antiquity. Many archeologists, obvious due to their dusty scales, scour over antique wares with precise eyes. Others, scales still untouched by grainy earth, huddle around food stalls, debating ferverently amongst themselves. Yet one building stands out amongst all the hubub. A tall stone building has a large hand painted banner strung from barred windows that reads;

WELCOME TO THE GRAND BAZAAR!

A lineup to get in stretches down the street as dragons chat idly as they wait to be let in. At the entrance, admitting dragons, is a young spiral. He seems to be handing out maps and guiding dragons into the indoor marketplace. Perhaps you should wait in line and pay him a visit, just to see what wonderful wares this Grand Bazaar holds...
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Wedged in the Collonades of Antiquity, residing in an abandoned three story stone Jailhouse, is the Grand Bazaar. A marketplace filled to the brim with wares of every kind. From food, to clothes, and everything in between, we sell it. The dragons here are an eccentric bunch, but we're a big family. The animosity that was once our clan's very foundation has melted. Though we formerly lived a life of solitude and survival in Plague, we now live a lavish and much more comfortable life here in Earth. Things have turned out for the better, and we hope to keep it that way.

(See Lenore's Bio for extended lore!)
We're in a bit of a transition period so lore might not always sync up, but one day it'll be all copacetic I promise.

Tomorrow I might wake up nice and clean
And I might believe
The things I said I didn't mean
And this might turn and wind up
Just the way we'd dreamed
And I might become the things
I swore I'd always be
-We're on Our Way, Radical Face




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