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If you need to contact me feel free to message me on tumblr.
Xe/xem/xyr or they/them/their pronouns
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Clan of the Wandering Rock
Nestled deep in the earth, long before dragons, there were great veins of rock populating the world below. Remnants of the first energies, they became dormant and subdued by the tumult of world's creation, and so they slumbered. For hundreds and thousands of years they were all that was below the gods and creatures above come and gone. Living through the ages to come, compressing under the pressures of the earth above until they became something else entirely; something full of color and shape and reflection, slumbering with their earthen kin. They lay in wait, multiplying slowly over time under the great weight of the above, filled with a strange and unseeable life.
Many thousands of years later, the first dragons came to Greatwyrm's breech and began making their homes. They created intricate caverns reaching deep into the earth, stretching into the abyss and toward something so old and strange the first clans could not even imagine it. Some of the oldest members boasted wandering for days deeper and deeper, so far daylight was swallowed for suns and moons past, and all they could see were earthen caverns for miles.
When the first members of The Wandering Rock joined in kinship, they became enthralled by the riches of Cairnestone Rest. Many generations died off fighting toward their treasure, until soon they began looking elsewhere to sate their fascinations. Their eyes turned to the very earth beneath their feet, studying and lying with it until they felt it; an otherworldly hum deep below.
They tunneled deeper than any dragons had before them, hoping to find the odd thrum they felt within, believing it to be the founding energy of the gods calling to them offering them grand riches and enlightenment.
What they found was strange unfathomable life hidden in the land of Earthshaker, buried in layers of rock so deep they had been undisturbed for millennia.
Unsettled by unseen and unmoving eyes upon them, at first they recoiled, withdrawing their mission to seek their wisdom elsewhere. But soon they found themselves slowly returning, taken by the alien beauty that sparkled with something so incomprehensibly old its life was too deep to fathom or see. Each dragon began to collect and keep the crystals that sang to them, caught their eyes and dazzled them with an unnerving but captivating intelligence.
But the more they tunneled, and the more crystals they kept, the more their magics intertwined.
As generations passed, they began finding these crystals formulating around them, growing where they stepped, where they ate, where they made their beds at night. At first they tried to retreat, moving to the difficult and barren landscape of the shattered plain to escape. But soon the crystals began to follow them. They woke to crystal surrounding them, night after night creeping closer until they became one.
Each year that passed they began birthing more and more clutches of crystalline dragon as they melded, until they were one and the same; living breathing creatures of the rock.
As they became more and more influenced by the omniscient and powerful crystalline minds that whispered to them in the furthest reaches of their thoughts, they found themselves wandering further and further from their first earthen home. Soon they found themselves far away, migrating to the sunbeam ruins as if compelled by some unseen and unheard force. What they left for, whether to try and escape or because the crystals wished it, was a mystery...
Nestled deep in the earth, long before dragons, there were great veins of rock populating the world below. Remnants of the first energies, they became dormant and subdued by the tumult of world's creation, and so they slumbered. For hundreds and thousands of years they were all that was below the gods and creatures above come and gone. Living through the ages to come, compressing under the pressures of the earth above until they became something else entirely; something full of color and shape and reflection, slumbering with their earthen kin. They lay in wait, multiplying slowly over time under the great weight of the above, filled with a strange and unseeable life.
Many thousands of years later, the first dragons came to Greatwyrm's breech and began making their homes. They created intricate caverns reaching deep into the earth, stretching into the abyss and toward something so old and strange the first clans could not even imagine it. Some of the oldest members boasted wandering for days deeper and deeper, so far daylight was swallowed for suns and moons past, and all they could see were earthen caverns for miles.
When the first members of The Wandering Rock joined in kinship, they became enthralled by the riches of Cairnestone Rest. Many generations died off fighting toward their treasure, until soon they began looking elsewhere to sate their fascinations. Their eyes turned to the very earth beneath their feet, studying and lying with it until they felt it; an otherworldly hum deep below.
They tunneled deeper than any dragons had before them, hoping to find the odd thrum they felt within, believing it to be the founding energy of the gods calling to them offering them grand riches and enlightenment.
What they found was strange unfathomable life hidden in the land of Earthshaker, buried in layers of rock so deep they had been undisturbed for millennia.
Unsettled by unseen and unmoving eyes upon them, at first they recoiled, withdrawing their mission to seek their wisdom elsewhere. But soon they found themselves slowly returning, taken by the alien beauty that sparkled with something so incomprehensibly old its life was too deep to fathom or see. Each dragon began to collect and keep the crystals that sang to them, caught their eyes and dazzled them with an unnerving but captivating intelligence.
But the more they tunneled, and the more crystals they kept, the more their magics intertwined.
As generations passed, they began finding these crystals formulating around them, growing where they stepped, where they ate, where they made their beds at night. At first they tried to retreat, moving to the difficult and barren landscape of the shattered plain to escape. But soon the crystals began to follow them. They woke to crystal surrounding them, night after night creeping closer until they became one.
Each year that passed they began birthing more and more clutches of crystalline dragon as they melded, until they were one and the same; living breathing creatures of the rock.
As they became more and more influenced by the omniscient and powerful crystalline minds that whispered to them in the furthest reaches of their thoughts, they found themselves wandering further and further from their first earthen home. Soon they found themselves far away, migrating to the sunbeam ruins as if compelled by some unseen and unheard force. What they left for, whether to try and escape or because the crystals wished it, was a mystery...
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The Bleak
Several years after creation, early in their history, the clan was obliterated and taken down to merely a third. By what, clan historians today were uncertain, until the day it came again.
In what seemed to be a sudden explosive force, clanmembers left and right began to rapidly accelerate in their downfall to their encroaching crystal callers, losing parts of their bodies quickly to suddenly and almost impossibly encroaching statuesque beings. The moment a dragon looked away they were set upon, whispers of the beings suddenly exploding in force and intensity.
Few dragons were going to survive, and so in a desperate attempt to save their fellow clanmates, the mentors and elders sent them off on a journey to their deity, the Lightweaver. Whether those dragons yet live and serve is still in question.
However amongst what little dragons left is a further unsettling conundrum; those who were most taken before the onset seemed unaffected by the event. And so in the aftermath, a curiosity remains, did their crystal affinities make them stronger? Or was it all a calculated move meant to make them feel it was so?
In what seemed to be a sudden explosive force, clanmembers left and right began to rapidly accelerate in their downfall to their encroaching crystal callers, losing parts of their bodies quickly to suddenly and almost impossibly encroaching statuesque beings. The moment a dragon looked away they were set upon, whispers of the beings suddenly exploding in force and intensity.
Few dragons were going to survive, and so in a desperate attempt to save their fellow clanmates, the mentors and elders sent them off on a journey to their deity, the Lightweaver. Whether those dragons yet live and serve is still in question.
However amongst what little dragons left is a further unsettling conundrum; those who were most taken before the onset seemed unaffected by the event. And so in the aftermath, a curiosity remains, did their crystal affinities make them stronger? Or was it all a calculated move meant to make them feel it was so?
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My Trade List:
Currently collecting:
Items: iridescent scrolls, shimmer scrolls, circuit scrolls, current scrolls, smoke scrolls, snapper scrolls, spiral scrolls, chests, silks, bard apparel
Dragons: I fall in love easy, show me a pretty and I might give you one in return. Things to keep in mind; I do not like speckle or freckle, rarely like clown and tiger. Since all my dragon pairs are triple gened I will only take triple gened dragons in return. I do not tend to like guardians or faes, but I'll consider most any dragon breed.
specific dragons:
- a leaf/green/seafoam spiral, preferably male, most preferably iridescent current and smoke
- a tangerine/green/seafoam egg-bearer, snapper preferable
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crap, i think i sent you two dms consecutively by accident, sorry! please ignore that, haha
Lazulite made the front page!
Congratulations on winning the skin contest! Merry MistJam!
Congrats on the skin contest win! I was really hoping yours would win-- I got a new wind flight rep just so I could use it on him <3 You did an amazing job!
your skin for mistjam is fabulous, i hope it wins! <3
Holy HECK Curse of the Cyclone is so amazingly detailed, really hope it wins!
I love curse of the cyclone!
Are you going to print your entry skin if it gets rejected? I absolutely love it
Your skin entey is absolutely insanely awesome! Good luck!
Your entry is absolutely incredible! The lighting on it is insanely good!
Thank you so much~ If my submission doesn't make it I'll add you to the pinglist for prints!
Hey :) Any chance, you trade Jastira for an unhatched nocturne egg? I‘ve contacted the owner, but they didn‘t reply. And I don‘t have tumblr to contact you there.
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