Across a large lake known as "Morto Poka" stands still as can be and as large as the Great Lakes. It's glistening almost alien like water shimmered across each wave, as the crystal clear water revealed many species of fish and plant life beneath every crashing wave. Shrimp grazed the coral reefs, but what interests you is a large cliff-side on one end of the vast, almost oceanic view.
The cliff could almost be considered to be a continent turned on its side. From standing, or flying rather, on the bottom of the cliff, it blocks out the sun. Two waterfalls encase a series of balconies and cave entrances that housed what seemed to be a countless amount of dragons and dragonlings. Gale Wolves darted in and out of some of them as other familiars accompanied other animals.
As you make your way up the cliff-side, either by flying or by climbing, you greet each and every dragon. Some introduce themselves as caretakers, some as fighters, some as teachers. The sun seems to warm your claws as you take one last heave up the side. In the grove of trees and rivers stands the pinnacle of the so called "Cliff-side Clan" A very unusually large Guardian sits with claws crossed and a very un-amused face.
"I see you have made it this far small one. Care to explain why you have traversed my clan's den and disturbed my clan's peace?" She huffs. "I guess while you are here, peon. Please enjoy your stay, but don't enjoy it too much." She lays her head down in a loud huff. A smaller Ridgeback then approaches you with a goofy smile on his face.
"AH, don't mind that angry one there. Hi! How are you! My name is Abel, and you are welcome to use our facilities and browse around! Oh! What do we do? We're gaining up an army to avenge Coalbringer's exile!" He tilts his head and smiles wider than before. Kinda keeps you on edge, but he seems like a good guy!
The cliff could almost be considered to be a continent turned on its side. From standing, or flying rather, on the bottom of the cliff, it blocks out the sun. Two waterfalls encase a series of balconies and cave entrances that housed what seemed to be a countless amount of dragons and dragonlings. Gale Wolves darted in and out of some of them as other familiars accompanied other animals.
As you make your way up the cliff-side, either by flying or by climbing, you greet each and every dragon. Some introduce themselves as caretakers, some as fighters, some as teachers. The sun seems to warm your claws as you take one last heave up the side. In the grove of trees and rivers stands the pinnacle of the so called "Cliff-side Clan" A very unusually large Guardian sits with claws crossed and a very un-amused face.
"I see you have made it this far small one. Care to explain why you have traversed my clan's den and disturbed my clan's peace?" She huffs. "I guess while you are here, peon. Please enjoy your stay, but don't enjoy it too much." She lays her head down in a loud huff. A smaller Ridgeback then approaches you with a goofy smile on his face.
"AH, don't mind that angry one there. Hi! How are you! My name is Abel, and you are welcome to use our facilities and browse around! Oh! What do we do? We're gaining up an army to avenge Coalbringer's exile!" He tilts his head and smiles wider than before. Kinda keeps you on edge, but he seems like a good guy!
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