Nayalla

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NAME: Nayalla
GENDER: Female
AGE: 25

LOOKS: Nayalla has a straight nose, gentle brown eyes and a wide mouth. Her curly brown hair covers up her unusually long pointed ears. These ears are a family trait and something she's a bit conscious of. She is slender and lithe with the sinuous muscles of a gymnast. 
PERSONALITY: Nayalla knows what she wants and goes for it. She feels like she needs to prove herself by going that extra mile. She always exercises the longest, is always the earliest to rise and the one to go for extra credit. This hasn't helped her make any friends, but the waiting list for her to do jobs is long. 
SKILLS: Hunting, Spying/Retrieval.
LIKES: Coffee, Solitude and Rewards.
DISLIKES: Incompetence, City life and Failure.

FAMILY: Nayalla was born in a privileged family. From a young age she was drilled to act right, to want what her parents wanted from her. Without siblings, the pressure was exceedingly high. Nayalla managed not to crumble but the relationship with her family isn't exactly warm. 
PETS: Fuzzy Teal Raptor Vlekkie (f) (gift from Nexus Discord)

Hatching
The first moments after their teleport had been disorienting. They'd come from a dark, cavernous room and suddenly they were someplace bright and open. Sunlight streamed from all directions it seemed and there was something not quite right. As seconds ticked on, their minds got hold of the details. Unusual clothing, unusual people, unusual scenery.
"Do you think that maybe we're no longer on Khylar?" Rhamon asked, sounding surprisingly relaxed.
"I don't pretend to know every place on Khylar." Nayalla replied, feeling pretty stressed.
"Yeah, we're somewhere else." Rhamon repeated after watching a peculiar being walk by as if it was completely normal.
Instead of trying to work it out themselves, Rhamon did what he did best and went to ask a lovely lady in the vicintiy. She looked a bit taken aback at first, but soon she was smiling, gesticulating and clearly giving directions. Rhamon thanked her with a stellar grin and then returned.
"So we're in a place called Dragon Pact and there's more people just showing up out of the blue. Apparently it has to do with draconic magic.... and by the by, Vlekkie and Vuurklauw apparently register on the local scale as draconic pets. Our best bet is to head for the administrations building."
"How do you do that?" Nayalla asked.
"I might be outmatched cooking and camping, but in a city I'm pretty useful to be aorund." Rhamon answered with a flirty smile.
Nayalla sighed but decided that the swordfighter still had his uses and she should be thankful.
"So let's head out." she said, waving her hands to indicate Rhamon take the lead.
After 30 minutes of walking and two more friendly chats asking for directions, the duo reached their destination. They were welcomed, fed, given temporary housing and then carted into a lecture hall where they were explained where they were and what their options were. Clearly this was all well-rehearsed. Afterwards they were asked to return a few days hence to notify the administration office of their choices and future plans.
"So what are you going to do?" Nayalla asked.
"Try for a dragon of course." Rhamon answered, "What other plan is there?"
"Schooling, work, travel...." Nayalla started to list.
"Yes but all of those need money. Dragon Candidacy is the only option that's fully supported."
"You have a point." This world did not seem to be in need of archers.

About two months of lessons, trainings and waiting later, the day had finally come. The two Drakkari clutches on the sands were ready to hatch and their instructor had deemed them ready to try. Nayalla met up with Rhamon, the two of them had kept in contact, but they'd naturally grown more apart after it became clear that Nayalla would not cave for Rhamon's charms and the chance of Rhamon meeting his mother anytime soon were rather small. Still, they met up every couple of weeks since they were the only Khylarians around and it seemed like the right thing to do to keep tabs on eachother.
"Good to see you, hope we luck out." Rhamon greeted.
"Remember, even with a dragon, it'll take time for us to be able to return home."
"Spoilsport." Rhamon grinned, "But at least we'll have taken the next step."
The two followed the other approved candidates and found a comfortable spot. They'd been told that hatchings could take a while.
When the first egg finally hatched, the present candidates jumped to attention and tried to look their best. Which for some people meant standing straight and ready, and for others meant looking pretty or completely disinterested. No-one knew what the best way to act was.
It was a sandy beige Drakkar female that made her way toward Nayalla. She had yet to learn to speak but her mother had given her the name "Mesa". The drakling seemed relaxed and inquisitive when she nuzzled Nayalla, sniffing her clothes and hands while looking for food.
"I'll get you to the food right now." Nayalla grinned, elated that she'd bonded on her first try.

Adult
Mesa had dubbed herself "Marudeva" but Nayalla still used her baby name in private. The two of them were bathing, a task coming increasingly difficult as the Drakkar grew. They'd relocated to a quiet stream to do so, hoping to avoid the crowds of dragon-pairs that bathed closer to Dragon Pact. They'd flown quite far off but the time lost was worth the relaxed environment.
"Soon I'll be ready." Marudeva promised.
"You don't need to rush. I wouldn't even mind not returning home anyway."
Marudeva glanced at her rider.
"Okay, I would mind a little. But honestly, life is better here than it was at home. It's been years, I figure my parents have moved on. The only reason I'd go back is to look for Lhiam, Watzeel and the others."
"Any reason is fine."
"Just know that I won't be asking to stay there. I know there'd be far better places for us to go. I don't want you feeling lonely."
"I'll let you know if I ever want to go somewhere."
"Sure."

Name: Marudeva
Clutch Name: Mesa
Gender: Female
Species: Drakkar
Parents: Moon Rakki x Ice Zirros (Clutch 2)
Origin: Dragon Pact
Description:
     *Colour: Sand
     *Size: 8' at the shoulder
Personality: Agreeable | Adaptable | Patient | Self-Assured
Abilities:
     *Mental Link – The ability to form a permanent empathic link with a rider.
     *Verbal Speech – The ability to speak aloud in a manner intelligible to other species.
     *Elemental Breath – Sandstorm – A powerful blast of sand and wind
     *Elemental Magics – Sand based magics
     *Elemental Teleportation – Can teleport through sand and sand-based environments
     *Linked Teleportation – The ability to link with another creature capable of teleportation and go along with them.
     *Projective Empathy – The ability to project emotions to those around them and, with practise, pick up on the emotional state of others.
     *Drakkarel’s Gift – The ability to share their magical abilities with those they are bonded to.

[STORY]  .  [BRYGH] [DE'URH] [LHIAM] [NAYALLA] [RHAMON] [WATZEEL]

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