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CalliopeVale's Clan

Don't question the time hole

Ancient Lair

near the

Beacon of the Radiant Eye

Clan Info

At its start, Clan Scuridae was just a pair of outcasts trying to find a way to survive. A Fae and a Mirror without any home left, abandoned together in a corner of the Sundial Terrace, they hatched on their own and learned fairly quickly that with no clan to protect them, they were on their own. As hatchlings, they scavenged from other clans when they could and tried to ignore the hunger when they couldn’t; once they’d clawed their way to adulthood, they immediately built a den of their own in the corner where they’d hatched. After all, when you owe half of your survival to someone else, becoming lifelong mates isn’t much of a stretch - both of them trusted no one but each other, and the trust they had for one another was absolute.

Having their first clutch didn’t take long, but it took even less time for their clan to grow; dragons looking for a new home were everywhere, and warily, Tamere and Temora (the Mirror and Fae) accepted a few for ease of hunting and, if needs must, someone to slow down any attackers. But no attackers came - there was little need to attack a clan capable of supporting itself - and slowly, bit by bit, Clan Scuridae became more accepting.

It also didn’t take long for the clan to settle on a goal of its own. Tamere and Temora were the first to suggest it - getting big, big enough for no one to want to bother them no matter how sweet the rewards might turn out to be. The rest of the clan agreed in the philosophy of strength in numbers, and put forth a secondary goal: giving thanks to the deity that granted them this chance to survive and thrive in freedom. As the clan grew, more and more of its children were given to the Lightweaver, starting with the first son of Tamere and Temora themselves.

Woodenheart was born to another Light clan. When he was fledged he left his home, ready for his own life. He ended up coming across this particular clan, Clan Scuridae... The leaders of the clan, Tamere and Temora, accepted him into their clan readily. Their clan was rather large and formidable.

Right away Woodenheart saw a problem; this clan, so big and powerful, but their records... well, they were practically nonexistent. Woodenheart always had an old soul; his mother had called him a grumpy little man as a nestling, and he had preferred to stay in the nest curled up with scrolls and books before he would want to play with the other babies. This led to him gaining a love of research, and now, this came out full force when he saw the pitiful piles of paper that made up the records of the clan.

He sighed hard as he sat down among the pitiful papers; it wasn't much, some receipts of trade with other clans, a few birth records, some old myths scratched down on parchment... It was sad, really, it would not take long to file these in orders. But there were so many gaps, and Woodenheart hated gaps in history. So he decided to take it upon himself to fix this appalling error. He gathered up his courage and approached the Progenitors, and they gave him the permission to become their first, and therefore the head, Researcher.

Woodenheart decided the first thing he would need to do would be to start taking the oral history from the different factions within the lair... the Progenitors of course, and their family lines, their heirs. The mages, the shady rogues, the ones that kept to the shadows and to themselves. There was even that annoying one with the crown who's story he still did not fully understand. The ones he found he was least eager to interview were the ones who's eyes seemed to see more then the others, to peer beyond what others could see... the undead... at least that was the most common slang term for that group that was shrouded in as much mystery as he'd ever seen.

Yes... This would be a challenge, probably the biggest one he would ever undertake, but for the prosperity of his new clan, Woodenheart would see to it that the history of this mighty clan was recorded and preserved until the end of all times.

I do (try to) keep track of the lineage of my dragons with a family tree - only a few close, personal friends from offsite can expect to see the entire lineages of their clans show up there; everyone else will only see the mates and children directly of a sold dragon's line, likely to peter out after a few generations.
(And then you have Mikelus. Absolute stinker.)
(UPDATE: the tree has gotten too big and complicated even for me. I won't be deleting it, but it's unlikely it will be getting any further updates.)

If you're interested in any of my dragons, shoot me a PM! There are very few I won't at least negotiate for.
The exception is the Sweet Dreams Project, which has its own tab. Check it out! It has cool lore! Sales should be handled through there.

There's also a formal lore alliance with the Clans of Eire Tundra - I'm still working out how I want to factor that into the lore, but it holds some interesting promises, especially given the multiple claims to leadership within Clan Scuridae...

Wanna see more of what happens in the clan nowadays? Check out my 100 Exalts challenge, Glory Be a Goddess! Follow the tale of Burnbright, a Fae on what she considers a quest from the One True Light, and the unfortunate sons she's decided to keep for herself.

And credit to IssieKnight for the lovely entry from Woodenheart below the original clan lore!

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