Cassiodon's Territory
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dragonmagitechMuch has been made of Sparkspell’s amorphous territory, shifting around the lair as ruins are cleaned out and new ones are found. But the lair is not the only fixed point the clan holds.
Cassiodon’s affiliation with Sparkspell is…complicated. She was certainly brought here to be part of the clan—Ion had hoped she would be part of their defenses, though it’s hard to know now if her presence during the storm would have mattered. She doesn’t live in the lair, has only entered it once. There is a room set aside for her, but she has never set foot in it. She sometimes provides aid to the clan in times of bad hunting, and she comes to Murrel if she is injured severely enough that she cannot manage it herself. She has a certain respect for the Dapperclaws, and she has occasionally involved herself in clan politics, when they seem like they will affect her.
For the most part, however, she roams the desert, her activities a mystery to those living in the cliff. But there are other dragons out there, some seeking companionship, and one is far more effective if one has a pack. And a pack does occasionally need a place to rest.
The structure is one Sparkspell visited, some time ago, long since picked clean and abandoned to the wildlife. Cassiodon’s pack came upon it without any knowledge of this, and Sparkspell’s recordkeepers do not know it has been reclaimed. For now the clan is occupying an area close enough to it that Cassiodon need not worry about an invasion, though should the rest of the clan finish its looting it’s possible she will tell them to ensure better defenses. The pack may also move to a different base. Only time will tell.
Cassiodon’s pack is not large, and they occupy only a small part of the structure, when they occupy it at all. It’s some sort of sprawling underground temple, Sparkspell’s researchers think, and the pack stores their possessions and occasionally sleeps in the vestibule. There is only one way in as far as anyone can tell, and that’s easily blocked; an easily defensible position is important for such a small group, even if all of them have some skill in battle.
They do a very good job of hiding their things when they leave, and most of them can hide reasonably well themselves. Anyone stumbling on the building would think it empty. [And granted, they would mainly be right. Sparkspell is thorough.]
But mainly they roam. Cassiodon doesn’t like to stay put for long, and no one would dare challenge her.
Cassiodon’s affiliation with Sparkspell is…complicated. She was certainly brought here to be part of the clan—Ion had hoped she would be part of their defenses, though it’s hard to know now if her presence during the storm would have mattered. She doesn’t live in the lair, has only entered it once. There is a room set aside for her, but she has never set foot in it. She sometimes provides aid to the clan in times of bad hunting, and she comes to Murrel if she is injured severely enough that she cannot manage it herself. She has a certain respect for the Dapperclaws, and she has occasionally involved herself in clan politics, when they seem like they will affect her.
For the most part, however, she roams the desert, her activities a mystery to those living in the cliff. But there are other dragons out there, some seeking companionship, and one is far more effective if one has a pack. And a pack does occasionally need a place to rest.
The structure is one Sparkspell visited, some time ago, long since picked clean and abandoned to the wildlife. Cassiodon’s pack came upon it without any knowledge of this, and Sparkspell’s recordkeepers do not know it has been reclaimed. For now the clan is occupying an area close enough to it that Cassiodon need not worry about an invasion, though should the rest of the clan finish its looting it’s possible she will tell them to ensure better defenses. The pack may also move to a different base. Only time will tell.
Cassiodon’s pack is not large, and they occupy only a small part of the structure, when they occupy it at all. It’s some sort of sprawling underground temple, Sparkspell’s researchers think, and the pack stores their possessions and occasionally sleeps in the vestibule. There is only one way in as far as anyone can tell, and that’s easily blocked; an easily defensible position is important for such a small group, even if all of them have some skill in battle.
They do a very good job of hiding their things when they leave, and most of them can hide reasonably well themselves. Anyone stumbling on the building would think it empty. [And granted, they would mainly be right. Sparkspell is thorough.]
But mainly they roam. Cassiodon doesn’t like to stay put for long, and no one would dare challenge her.
