The_Muffin_Puppy
Irregular Puppy
9,450 Points
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We're no longer here! You can now find us off-site at Empty Weyrs and Scattered Wings! We'd be thrilled to have you!
The 10th pass is approaching and the Northern Continent is once again in a state of crisis. Approximately four turns ago a disease ravaged the dragon population. It spread like wildfire through the Northern population, wiping out ninety percent of their numbers in a few short turns. The Southern Continent abandoned their Northern kin to save themselves, to protect their own from the deadly plague. Less than two hundred dragons remain in the north. The survivors are immune, but they still carry the sickness with them. Any contact with dragons from the south risks another outbreak. The northerners are on their own.
The last remnants of their numbers have gathered in Fort Weyr, all survivors from across the continent able to easily fit within the large Weyr. The last gold has fallen victim to the disease. Her final clutch held no golden successor. She leaves only a handle of green daughters. So that is where the hope of the North has lain. The greens were not given firestone, in hopes it would allow them to clutch another chance at salvation. This hope was well placed, as several greens successfully clutched eggs of their own. Now they can only hope that these young greens will be able to replenish the Northern ranks before the Red Star returns.
Guild | Beginner Bundle | Discord
