The Legend of Dubhánach and Glasóg:

Long ago, in the forgotten lands of mist-shrouded mountains and enchanted forests, two mighty dragons ruled over the realm—Dubhánach, the Black Dragon of the Night, and Glasóg, the Green Dragon of the Verdant Isles. For centuries, they lived in harmony, each guarding a sacred element of the natural world.

Dubhánach (doo-VAH-nahk):
The Black Dragon. Guardian of the night, Dubhánach was born from the shadows of the moonless sky. Cloaked in obsidian scales, every breath brought the stillness of the night. His eyes blazed like embers in the dark, and he was said to control the mysteries of the unknown—whispers carried by the wind, secrets hidden in the stars. His fearsome power came from his connection to the dark forces of the world, and many believed that only the bravest could unlock his dark gifts. Dubhánach’s mighty flames, depicted in the fiery red and orange details of the pen, represent the fire of destruction and transformation, burning away the old to make way for new wisdom.

Glasóg (GLA-sog):
The Green Dragon. Born from the heart of ancient forests, Glasóg was the protector of life itself. His emerald and sapphire scales shimmered with the vitality of the earth, and his glowing orange eyes pierced through the shadows of the wild. Known as the Bringer of Growth, Glasóg’s fiery breath could set the world ablaze, but from the ashes, new life would always emerge. Legend has it that Glasóg’s power kept nature in balance—forests would grow where his flames touched, and rivers would flow in his wake. The golden flames rising from the base of this pen are a symbol of his dominion over fire, regeneration, and the eternal cycle of life.

But the peace between the two dragons could not last forever. As their realms began to overlap, the tension between Dubhánach's control of the dark and Glasóg's mastery over nature grew. The skies above their land turned to fire as the two dragons clashed, their epic battle said to have shaken the very foundation of the world. Though their war raged for centuries, legend has it that their final breaths were captured in these pens, immortalizing their power for all who dared to wield them.