Age: Older teen
Training: in progress, aiming to be a space-ship engineer.
Schub is young and it shows, he's smaller than the other reptilian males
on the space ship and comes across as lean, nearly feminine. As such, he
is often teased. Schub does have his uses though. With his small build, he
can access the narrow space ship areas much easier than the other
crewmembers. His skin is blue-grey, making it easier for him to
hide/camouflage aboard spaceships and other metal structures. He has arm-
and legfins, making him an excellent swimmer.
Advantages: small-framed (agile), good night vision, underwater
Time passed slowly at Erizon as the crew of the WiRSS5-23 repaired
their ship. There was little to do on the planet but the absence of large
predators was a definite plus. The locals seemed to hint at a mysterious
presence in the woods though, so Grash, Blad and Schub had steered clear
Getting the necessary parts delivered to Erizon had proved to be
impossible, unless they'd been willing to wait for half a decade since
they'd need to be dispatched from halfway across the galaxy. The people at
the company however had given them coordinates to a nearby space station
that likely carried the necessary parts. The Refugium it was called,
orbiting a planet called Zar. Supposedly it had some incredible deals on
lodgings and it had several biodomes that replicated different terrains.
And it basically was their only option. So, the Refugium looked about as
wonderful as food to a starving man.
Their journey there was uneventful though stressing as the WiRSS5-23
creaked and groaned under the abuse. She was really overdue for a big
tune-up. Grash felt a stab in his heart for each pained shriek the ship
gave. Schub didn't fare much better as he often looked over his shoulder,
wondering about cracks and the effect of what would happen if the hull
should breech. Blad tried to stay as sober as possible and chose to ignore
the others' behaviour. He just prayed the ship would hold.
And hold she did. Finally the WiRSS5-23 reached the Refugium and as they
explained their situation she was allowed to dock quickly. As the three
reptilian humanoids disembarked, Nebzy, Grash' pet that usually stayed on
the ship, flew out ahead of them and seemed intent on exploring. The
little yellow-cream spotted Snek was usually pretty disinterested in the
places they visited but maybe even she had noticed the dire situation
they'd faced on the way here and felt like she needed to egt out. Or maybe
she just smelled all the delicious smells and saw all the breathtaking
sights. Lights, dozens of people, all different species, races and
After a minute or so of walking they were being processed by the visitor's
center, given a place to stay and let out into the main city. They
were milling on the streets, unsure of what to do when they were
approached by a sparkly white, violet-marked, winged and furred dragon.
"Goodday gentlemen." she said, "Might I presume you are
"Yes we are." Blad answered truthfully, "Not many people
know of our world."
"I like to travel, " the dragoness confessed, "My name is
"Nice to meet you." Schub said.
The three introduced themselves and listened as L'ledax told them stories
of her adventures when she'd visited their planet. The dragoness had a
remarkable way of portraying their home in such a way that they started to
feel a little homesick.
"Oh, I think you might want to visit some of the biodomes. An Udraku
clutch is currently there and they would be looking for bonders who can
handle a more humid environment."
Grash looked a bit hesitant, "Or earthy." L'ledax added.
"We should check it out!" Schub said enthusiastically.
"They might ask you a few questions too but don't let that deter you.
I think you would have a good chance and I've been known to be right a lot
about these things." the dragoness winked and sent them on their
Many had come to see her eggs, people from worlds beyond Atefes'
imagination. Each of them had been inspected with patience and
deliberation, scrutinized until they squirmed and sweat beneath the mighty
shadow of the female udraku. Many of them passed. Many others didn't, and
she drove them from the egg mounds with billows of fiery smoke. The other
udraku kept watch outside the ring of egg mounds, hidden in the deep
swamps until only their bright eyes peered out of the gloom.
Her eggs were safe. They were protected. There would be no thieving here.
And so they remained waiting until the eggs were ready and the great
shapes of other udraku rose out of the muck and encircled the mounds,
crooning back to the chirps of the hatchlings. The young would still have
to dig their way free, a testament to their strength, but they were
surrounded by the encouraging song of adults. Stragglers would be helped,
but for now, the children muscles their own way into the world. Atefes
scanned the swamp in search of one of those alien figures and urged them
to contact the authorities.
Moments later the swamp swarmed with aliens, keeping a cautious distance
from the egg mounds encircled by the udraku.
Atefes stood above the peat mound, her massive wings spread to shield the
sight of her children digging free. Crackling yellow smoke billowed from
her mouth as she rumbled the arrival of her brood.
"Hey, this is awesome!" Schub shouted across the nests, waving
an arm high in hopes Grash and Blad would spot him. They'd both bonded
before him, but that was cool. There were plenty of tiny udraku clawing
out of the dirt mounds and scurrying between peoples legs. A few of them
seemed pretty bitey though, and Schub had to hop out of range of their
teeth a couple times.
:: I won't bite you :: came a small,
exuberant voice :: I'm Bhele and I'm ready for all
sorts of adventures. ::
A light brown female wriggled past a group of her siblings to spring
toward Schub. Schub caught her, stumbling back at the impact, but grinned.
"That sounds pretty great to me," he replied.
:: Food first :: Bhele replied. ::
You can't explore on an empty stomach! ::
Grash bonded at the
Hatchling Length: 1'10"
Adult Height: 14' at shoulder
Abilities: Telepathy, Verbal Speech, Breath Weapon: Light, Breath Weapon:
A mischievous young dragon who follows her own whims. Bhele can be a bit
spacey and tends to wander off at the slightest distraction. She's
endlessly curious and never passes up a chance to test her own mettle.
She's boisterous and loud with a zest that can't be diminished no matter
how much she grieves Schub's captain. She hates being cooped up and will
take any opportunity she can to stretch her wings. Once she learns how to
fly, she'll gladly bring herself and Schub to all the warmest beaches on
whatever planet they're visiting.
The WiRSS5-23 had been repaired and Grash had ordered the rwo others of
the crew to pack up so they could disembark once more. Life at the
Refugium was comfy, but living a life of luxury would only make them weak.
He'd had no difficulty locating a job they could do.
Though their first run would be a short trip, it had only taken a few days
for frustration and boredom to drive Bhele into nervous pacing around the
ship. With the added bulk of the growing udraku, the ship felt smaller and
:: I want to get out.:: Bhele growled.
:: Though luck. :: Sbinzi answered her before
Grash could. The brown udraku felt it was his duty to help keep the others
in order. After all they were his clutchmates.
Zandlethi didn't quite see the hierarchy in the same way and bristled at
the show of dominance.
:: Who died and made you boss? ::
Grash had his sneck fire a couple of small energy bolts. Though they
didn't hurt much, they did get the dragons' attention.
"I'll be the one to determine what happens."
"Do we have time for a stop on a nearby planet?" Schub asked,
feeling Bhele's frustration keenly.
Grash considered and finally figured some fresh air and room to expend
energy would help them all.
"Alright, we'll make a short stop but then we'll be on our way
"Like last time." Blad mumbled, recalling how bad their last
pit-stop had gone, although truth be told that hadn't been Grash' fault so
Blad wisely kept his mouth shut and urged Zandlethi to keep from biting
Sbinzi the moment he turned his back.
:: Thanks Schub. :: Bhele crooned, nuzzling
her bond, :: You are the best ::
Gloed - Genster - Grash
- Blad - Schub
Credits: all background images and
reptilian pictures found with google.