Tantamani

STATS
Name: Tantamani
Age: 17
Gender: Male

Description: Tantamani is a slender, short young man. He has little muscles to boast off but if he keeps up with the manual labour, that could change in the future. He keeps his hair in tiny braids and he usually sports a slightly surprised/wary expression. 
Personality: Tantamani is careful. He comes from a low-born family and just about everyone at the temple is above him in status. He mostly tries to hide in the background and keep from getting noticed. Of course, getting the attention from a stray divine cat wasn't in his plans. But Tantamani just can't say no to a fuzzy face and he really cares for Raneb. 
Function: Carpenter
Skills: Construction, Maintenance, Repairs. 

Family: Tantamani grew up dirt-poor in a dusty town close to the Temple complex. His father taught him what he knew and from the age of 14, Tantamani joined his father on site to do maintenance and repairs. As the years went on, he got more skilled and managed to keep his job though he won't ever get a promotion. 
Pet: Ash Red Velvet Checker Raneb from Cattery Caeligenus
Bond: Night Purple Dark Court Nyzynth from Ryslen (Court Clutch)

HATCHING
It was late afternoon when the call went out to gather the novos and spectators for the hatching of the triple clutch. The light of the day was still strong, but soon enough it would give way to twilight, and eventually night. The mothers had asked for a dozen or more novos each, even though barely a third of that number of eggs was visible at any time. Wagers were made over the total number of eggs, the total hatchlings, the presence or number of queen eggs as was usually the case for these events.
Ryslen luckily had no shortage of novos. Some were “leftover” from the hundreds gathered for the Flurry. Others came specifically for the Court clutches. More yet were “regular” searches for the Nidus, what with their return to the Nexus and the growing list of Flights eventual hatchings to be held on the red sands.
The hopefuls came quickly to the sands, abandoning lessons or tasks if they had to. Most came in the white robes they were provided, though some “forgot”, and some chose to come to the sands more quickly by skipping the stop back at their quarters for the garment. Nonhuman or novos of above-average size would sometimes wear a white scarf or stole as the symbol of their candidacy, though many did not. Scores of hatchings at Ryslen had shown that while fancy clothes or bright accessories might catch a hatchling’s attention, it did not guarantee a bonding.
Someone had suggested that all of the eggs should be arranged in a line, or two crescents and an s-shape so that they’d hatch like a row of dominos, but eggs regularly refused to bow to the whims of those outside of the shell. They hatched when they were ready, and one of the larger eggs in Eilonwyth’s clutch was beyond ready. The shell snapped audibly, and the dragonet within pushed the halves of the shell apart. Light coloured hindquarters kicked the shell away, revealing the hatchling’s hide to be silver. The hatchling’s rear toes were dark red, though, his Court markings all but hidden in the red sand. The hatchling backed out of the shell and looked around, faceted eyes blinking. His front half was a warm bronze, a colour expected from this clutch. It appeared that even though this clutch was a full court clutch that some of Ryslen's magic had crept into the offspring, allowing them to also claim the Light, Night and Twilight effects.
There were two eggs remaining, both from Agstan’s clutch. One cracked, and a Night Purple tumbled out and landed on his feet as nimbly as a cat. And like a feline, he sat down and began to groom, trying to get the sand off his hide.
The last egg finally split, revealing the final hatchling – another Night Purple. The dragonet rested in half of the shell for a moment while her brother made his choice.
"Tantamani, you are the one for me. I am Nyzynth!" The youngest Keeper of Cats blinked at the half-black dragon. Raneb ran out onto the sands and rubbed right up on the purple who was temporarily his size and started purring.
“Oh. He likes you!” Tantamani exclaimed.

ADULT
Nyzynth made certain that he looked the best he could be. He had not told his bond but he was keeping tabs on a female dragoness he fancied. She was getting ready to rize and he wanted to catch her. He was a purple but he was also a Night Black Court, meaning he had some extra things working in his favour. His horns and spikes were sharp and strong and his poisonous stinger was not to be discarded either. He would not hesitate to use them.
Tantamani might not know what hit him when the time came but he would adjust. Nyzynth only hoped that he could keep Raneb out of danger. Having to look out for the small friendly winged cat was not something he wanted to deal with while flying.
"He just has to stay out of my business." Nyzynth growled and hoped for the best.

Abilities: Telepathy, Verbal Speech, Teleportation, Venom Bite, Poison Stinger

STORY .-^-. MATIA .-^-. SIAMUN .-^-. TANTAMANI

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