PoorLifeChoices' Clan

Although I don't often buy fodder, most of the nests I hatch end up becoming fodder as soon as they are adults, so if you are interested in any of my dergs who currently does't have a familiar or apparel, let me know asap so I won't exalt them or sell them as fodder! c:

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You were prepared to see just about anything as you traveled around Sornieth, and were completely prepared to encounter the strange denizens of the Fortress of Ends, but somehow... this was more surprising than that.

Instead of pillars of ice you are greeted by large metal buildings, nestled in a valley between frozen mountain ridges. Some airships were entering and leaving via an airstrip some distance off, but there weren't many around. A few sat in open hangars that appeared to have been sitting for quite some time in disrepair. You swear you could hear your breathing echo across the mountain peaks towering above you.

As you are marveling at the territory you have entered, a white guardian approaches you. He walks with an almost threatening gait, and his eyes look as though he wishes everything he sees to freeze instantly.

"Hello," he says in a tone that is surprisingly warm, "welcome to the Airfield of Gears. How may I help you?"

We are the Alliance of Frozen Gears! The crew of the Metalcrusher! ~ Those of us in the AoFG follow a different, lesser known deity. We might reside within the Ice flight now, but we are a clan of Metal.

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Shield by Starkindler





I have moved from wind to shadow (can't remember the date) to ice (10-02-2016)