***This is an exalt clan. If I buy your dragon at Fodder price, they will be exalted to serve the Glory of the Sortaran---The Lightning Empire.***

Wandering for days on end, Seacrest kept looking and looking. He only ate the bare minimum of food required for he had promised himself to find it. The perfect little spot to call his lair. It had taken him many days, but he found an alcove perfect for himself. He made it his new home. He spent his days eating and enjoying his quiet life when all of a sudden, he spotted another dragon, of a different breed no less. A Guardian dragon with a little frog resting comfortably on his back. Seacrest smiled gently and greeted the young dragon.
“What a nice hat you have there,” He told the Guardian dragon.
“The Annoying Twisty Thing gave it to me when I was a hatchling,” The Guardian responded.
“Who is your small friend there?” Seacrest inquired.
“Umbrige. He’s what I protect,” The young dragon sounded very proud over this accomplishment.
Ah, The frog must be what became of his Search. Seacreast thought as he looked out onto the sky. The sun was setting and The Shifting Expanse was no place for any breed of dragon at night.
“You’ve done a very fine job protecting him it seems. Would you like to spend the night?” Seacrest moved aside to reveal the rest of his lair.
“Can we?” The Guardian asked, a little suspicious.
“Of course, you smell like a new friendship.”

The Guardian dragon stayed and the two took in dragon after dragon, even from other flights for Seacrest’s home became known as a place to stop for weary travelers. They were more than welcome to stay as long as they liked. Some have come and gone. Others have gone to serve Stormcatcher, but the rest, the rest decided to make their home with Seacrest.

So welcome, traveler, welcome to what has become to be known as CrestHaven, Stay awhile, talk to some of the clan’s dragons to get a feel for what is that gets done here.