Electra walked comfortably through the Tangled Wood with her entourage of guards and ambassadors. There was a clan deep within the Wood who were advertising that they wanted allies. Allies were always something that the Clan of the Twisting Lights could use more of since they brought in trade, valuable information, and defense in times of trouble.
However, sometimes these meetings could get... aggressive at times so she had learned years ago to always bring along good, strong back up in case of emergencies. Beside her walked one of Electra's most trusted protectors.
Thialle was a large and talented imperial when it came to combat. She enjoyed fighting and was very competitive when out hunting for the clan.
Spade, another imperial, strutted happily on the other side of Electra. He was a retired coliseum fighter who mostly enjoyed fishing on the tropical island called Windstar in the Sea of a Thousand Currents that the clan had recently purchased. Electra had asked him to come on this sojourn because of his proximity to the Tangled Wood and because her other best lieutenant, an older guardian named
Benthic, was busy supervising the new underwater territory of Rivereth.
Near the rear of the group walked a silent and stoic reddish-blue guardian wearing a strange combination of armor and flower leis. This was Electra's mother, one of the legendary founders of the clan,
Alecto. Alecto never spoke much anymore, preferring to listen rather than to contribute, but she often joined her daughter during these expeditions so that she could protect her if necessary.
As for ambassadors, there was Electra's brother
Rama, a shadow tundra born into the clan when they had lived for a short time in the Tangled Woods at
Willow House, and the ringmaster
Ezekiel, a strange skydancer that ran a travelling carnival in the Tangled Wood. There was also the warrior
Harnora who knew this area of the Tangled Wood seeing as she had once been a member of one of clans in this area back when it was still ruled by those bloodthirsty barbarians.
"Are we getting close Harnora?" Electra asked as they continued through the underbrush.
The midnight-scaled, white-winged warrior stopped for a moment to look around. Her expression was grim. She did not like returning to this place. The old shame, guilt, and blood-lust was threatening to bubble back to the surface. The best thing in her life had been when she attacked
Argent that fateful night several years ago. Argent had carried her all the way back to Twisting Lights in the Windswept Plateau unconscious. Electra almost didn't allow her to stay with the clan but Argent had stood up for her and then trained her out of the killing, bloodthirsty ways of her past. She owed Electra and Argent, which is why she had agreed to be the guide in this posse.
She nodded, "Yes. If I remember right this should be the edge of the Aragon territory, though much has changed since I was last here."
Ezekiel chuckled wickedly and licked his lips, "Excellent! Finely, some fresh blood!"
Electra quickly glared at the skydancer, "Absolutely
no blood magic is to be used on these dragons, Ringmaster."
Ezekiel looked positively aghast at the accusation, "My Lady Electra, my fabulous crew and I wouldn't
dream of doing such a thing." He bowed lowly in an overly dramatic, flashy way to her.
"Good," was all Electra would say on the matter. Her voice was firm and unyielding.
Her brother Rama took his staff and pointed to something etched on a tree nearby, "Perhaps this is what we have been looking for? It's a mark of some kind. It could be this clan's symbol."
Harnora peered at the symbol closely before shaking her head, "It's not familiar to me but maybe it was put here recently after Argent had already brought me away from these lands."
Thialle exchanged a look with Spade and then rolled her eyes, "But no one's here! How rude to put up notices wanting clan allies and then not even showing up."
Spade grinned at her brightly while holding the edge of his white fedora, "There's one way we could get them out. Let's torch this place. That should grab their attention."
"No, we'd be more likely to start a war than make allies if we did that," Electra scolded him quickly before she turned back to the direction where she believed the clan's territory continued on and added, "We will wait here for now until someone approaches."
Whew, that's my introduction into this! Hope the cast of characters isn't intimidating. @
Espenfalls you did want it to be realistic and the Clan of the Twisting Lights does canonically have over 450 dragons spread out across its territories so we have the resources to put a party like this together when it comes to meeting other clans. They won't be aggressive unless some else becomes aggressive to them. The large number of dragons is more a precaution than anything.
An important note, Electra will not just walk into you clan unannounced so if we want to get some interaction going then someone will have to come out to meet them.
Also, fun side note: The imperial Harnora was originally born into a clan that was ruled by a tyrant known as Zadicus, "The Mad King." He was basically exactly how you described this:
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The Aragon was once a land once inhabited by horribly cruel dragons, Blood was born into these lands. The dragons that first lived in these lands were incredibly callus, slaughtering anything they deemed weak, even if it was their own flesh and blood. They were known throughout the lands of shadow as very wicked dragons, and very prideful also, most of them with scales as black as night, and eyes filled with cruel intentions.
So I just assumed the area of her old clan was near where Blood was originally from. Should make for some interesting interactions between her and Blood hehe.
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