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cr0ws' Clan

Hidden tunnels under sands, hidden beasts among the storms

Ancient Lair

of the

Charged Barrens

Clan Info

Crow - he/they/it - 25

No random friend requests, please <3

+3 FR time

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Lore Clan! Open to connections with others if approached. I'm online rather frequently, but I do work a full-time job. If I don't respond to a message or a ping after a few days, feel free to give a nudge again. I may have forgotten or thought I replied when I actually didn't.

I'm typically open to talking roleplays of dragon relationships as well! It brings me joy to pair up my pixel lizards.

I do exalt, but I will sell back a dragon bought for fodder at the same price I bought it for if asked calmly and reasonably.

If we've talked before, past just a brief one or two messages, and you'd like to talk more, I am open to exchanging social media or discords! (flight rising dms can get clogged up very easily and very quickly)

Ghost's Edge

A clan lays tucked into the wide and storm-torn expanse of the Shifting Expanse. It is well hidden, it is buried underneath the sands and storms in tunnels deep in the comfortable earth. A clan of many, but a clan that sometimes feels... off in a way.

Not all are this way; no, there are friendly faces in Ghost's Edge. Dragons that will offer you stay, offer you food, offer you friendship. Some of these offers are true and genuine! Then again, sometimes the brightest of smiles hide the sharpest of edges. There are some that take on the shape of dragons, like you, like anyone, but something seems wrong about them. A smile just an inch too wide, a face that doesn't look the same when you glance at them from the corner of your eyes.

This mostly is in the deeper reaches of the tunnels, though! Near the surface levels, friendship and hospitality is true. You will be warned of the dangers, yes. It is left to choice if the call of danger draws those too curious for their own good down to the darker earth that somehow smells like the electricity that courses through the surface, and a subtle but chilling iron smell that is far too close to the sharp scent of blood...

There is talk of a place still in the Icefields as well, though. Of a Warden that watches over the worst of the beasts, ever vigilant. They remain, they linger, and they are far, far, far from where they could ever cause harm to the clan again.

Dangers beyond the storms raging outside are stubborn, though. Sometimes if a dragon stays above ground, there are glimpses of eyes reflecting in the whipping dust of the Barrens. A howl chills the spine, and you could swear you hear a familiar whisper--

Don't linger above ground long without accompaniment.

The initial warning is explained with half-hearted mumbles of storms being dangerous. A kind female Pearlcatcher and her mate will pull you to the side, though, and tell you some of the closer details. Tell you that yes, this clan has dangers and always will have dangers. Still, you are welcome to a home here. Safety from the harsh and whipping storms of sand and electricity.

Will you remain? Or will you brave the surface and its dangers?

Ghost's Edge welcomes, or condemns. Make your choice, traveler, when you feel you believe it fully.

~Wishlist~

• treasure/gems are always welcome
• any silks tbh
• any flower apparel is nice too
• any eggs tbh
• any jewelry apparel
• iron chests or higher
• Any of the Daredevil Covers
• scroll of eternal youth
• r a g s
• especially bloody rags
• black, brown, and white breeches!