Ielky

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Stats
Name: Ielky
Age: 30
Gender: Male

Description: Ielky is an average height man. He has wavy brown hair with lighter highlights and keeps a beard and moustache. His eyes are light brown. Since he isn't a fighter, his physique isn't all that impressive. He has a lot of stamina for walking and playing together though. As the bard of the group he usually walks ahead to announce them as they enter a town, but while walking through forests and dungeons he usually keeps to the center of the group to keep out of trouble. 
Personality: Ielky is a team-player but because of his class he isn't a full member of the group. This leads to him trying very hard to do all he can outside of battle. He has composed many a poem and song about the groups heroics and is a good listener in the taverns where he picks up possible jobs for the group to do. He is a social, eloquent man. 
Family: Married to Laureen, has two young teens. 

Class: Bard
Role/Position: Announcer/Staying out of trouble
Work Ethic: A good PR-man, he doesn't join in the battles often. 
Pets: -- 
Bond: Peridot-Turquoise Naelaminth (f) from Isla Weyr

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Hatching
Long before the dragons began their reverberating hum, guests were ushered into the sands and candidates were rounded up. As guests were seated and candidates were located, the dragons began their hum that announced the imminent hatching was about to begin. Despite best effort, chaos ensued as people rushed to the sands to get the best seats, or find friends to continue bets with, and candidates quickly joined those waiting. Once (most) of the candidates were gathered they were led onto the sands. Formality was tossed for those that could not fit into an impression robe or who had shown up too late. As long as the attire was simple and not flashy, the official let it slide. 
The eggs were rocking, some tumbling down into other eggs causing loud cracks that made a few people wince with worry. The Geneticist were there, helping and righting potential disasters - there was plenty of room on the sands but as some candidates moved to eggs they had been drawn to during the few egg touching events - room became a luxury.
From the stands, dignitaries and representatives from all over the Nexus watched as the first eggs shattered - and, as if this was the cue - dozens of eggs rocked, cracked and the tiny hatchlings broke free in heaps of limbs, wings and tail. Watching each Impression was soon impossible but for those on the sands beside the rocking, shattering eggs, it was a very different experience...
Ielky was for once where he hardly got a chance to be: in the middle of the most chaotic event in his life. And he'd been to plenty a rowdy bar. Usually he raised his voice in song or took out an instrument to gather attention but he was feeling a little bit out of sorts here. Dressed in a white tunic, wearing sandals and not his usual clothes only added to his discomfort. It was like he was a student again, all nerves and jitters right before taking an exam in front of the masters!
People gave him odd looks as he started to whistle a tune. But the music calmed him. Maybe one day he'd be able to arrange the tune into something grander, but today it sounded bright but vulnerable and that felt like just the right mood. His fingers tapped a rhythm on his tighs as he closed his eyes and waited. It was the only thing he could do. 
One of the hatchlings in the mess of candidates and dragonets looked up suddenly and weaved her way through the hopeful hands and Impressions, a melody in her head that was not hers but she knew it was one she should follow. Her coloration was white but her hide was stripped with a green-yellow and teal coloration that glimmered with a metallic or gemstone hue - peridot and turquoise in truth. As she neared Ielky she came up and touched her mind with his, wanting to hear more fully the music that had called to her...
Ielky's mind was no longer solely his own. As the music in his mind expanded to what he hoped to once become a reality he opened his eyes and was met with the eyes of the female hatchling before him. For once his mind struggled to put words in his mouth, but after a small cough, Ielky composed himself and started with a greeting: "Hello there." before leading his new bond off the sands. 
Naelaminth followed Ielky off the sands, still ‘wiggling’ to the song that she could hear through her rider’s mind. 

Stats
Name: Naelaminth
Gender: Female
Colour: Peridot-Turquoise
Genetic Base: Green (Sport)
Size: medium-short (suggested height: 5'3", suggested length: 33'11")
Parents: Clouded Bronze Gold Kedalth x Cream-spotted Blue Parurth
Species: 1/4 Alskyrian, 3/4 Pernese
Note: twin
Personality: gets easily engrossed in things she finds interesting, has great focus but lacks awareness and common sense. 
Abilities: 
     *telepathy: can speak mind-to-mind with other sentient beings
     *teleportation (between): can travel to a different location on the same world instantly (includes time travel)
     *assisted fire-breath: can breath fire after digesting a phosphorous-bearing rock such as firestone
     *telekinesis: can move objects with their mind as per the spell telekinesis

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Weyrling
Naelaminth was examining the assorted riding straps closely. All looked the same from afar but were very different from close by. The bright green dragon had flashed many a weyr-dweller with her bright blue wind underside. No-one could spy that unusual duotone while her wings were folded, but when she lifted off and flew, they were all the more visible.
"Why are these lighter?" she asked her rider.
"They likely came from a lighter herdbeast." Ielky replied, "Like how some of my drums are different colours."
"And what about your flutes and pipes?"
"That has to do with different types of wood or metal."
With her eyes sparkling, Ielky knew they'd be a while before they'd be able to join the lesson.

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Adult
"Tell me about your home again." Naelaminth begged.
"I've told you plenty and tomorrow you'll see it for real." Ielky grinned.
It was late in the evening, probably closer to midnight. But Naelaminth couldn't settle down. She was so excited to see the places he'd told her about, to meet his family. Ielky felt his dragon's excitement and his own. He doubted he'd get any sleep tonight but it would be better if they were rested. But it would be difficult.
"Oh well, It's not the first time I've pulled an allnighter spinning tales."
Naelaminth let out a squeak of joy and turned her whirling eyes upon her bond, hanging onto his every word.

Continued on Laureen's page

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[STORY] ~'~ [ABSIN] [ESTIVAN] [IELKY] [JACK] [LISBET] [MAY] [NOEMY] [RIKS] [SOPHY] [TONIA] [YORGE]

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Lantessama Isle - Isla Weyr
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