Kroalyx's Clan

The Kroalyx Clan

Many years ago a young dragon, one wandering without name nor reason, came upon a great cave, a wonder to look upon and strange to look see. Though the dragon of Caribbean Blue was used to and fond of shadows, the ones looming in this cave seemed long indeed and yet he found himself unwilling of unable to part with it.

Sometime later, when all the world seemed silent and the young dragon had all but nearly forgotten of every other being upon the world a voice spoke to him from within the cave. A great war was coming it said and it could protect him.

The cave- or rather the being that guarded the cave- had spoken.

As if rising from a deep fog a being appeared to him, most strange in appearance and almost weak and incorporeal but the power he felt flowing from it in great waves was a power to be cautioned against. He felt as though the sight of the Protector- for that was what it said it’s name was- would follow him forever, so strange and haunting the sight had been.

It offered him something, a way for him to earn the Protector’s care. He was to build a Clan. Build them strong and carefully, training them in the way of war for all would need to know the art regardless of if they fought.

The Protector bade the young dragon take the name Honorable Father and become the Father of the Clan. The one all looked to for the guidance and wisdom that would be provided to him by the Protector who- the young dragon realized quite suddenly had somehow found a way inside him.

He would raise young warriors for the Protector, dragons who would fight to protect the cave without being either seen nor heard, only spoken of in whispers and memories for they would be the ones fighting alongside the Protector in the guarding of the Great Cave.

In return, the Protector would offer him safety, warmth, strength, and a chance to live through the coming war.
But this was a lie. The Protector was cruel, overtaking and controlling far more than The Honorable Father had anticipated, his body overcome with the ever pervading spirit within him. He became less and less himself and the Clan has begun to notice.

Currently the clan is in a civil war, fighting among itself for who will lead. A new entity has arrived, a new spirit by the name of The Haven.

While promising similar things as the Protector, The Haven carries with it also a light few within the clan have known.

The Honorable Father has not spoken in months, overtaken by the pervading soul of The Protector and, in turn, The Honorable Mother has allowed herself to harbor The Haven.

As of yet, the war is but a game of tag, striking once and then pulling away. Both sides are still testing the waters.






Joined Jan 8, 17