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HATCHING
As usual Geoff had been the candidate that vanished in the
crowd, went unnoticed in the classroom and generally managed to navigate
the Weyr unseen. The cooks and cleaners vaguely knew him, as did the
dragonriders, wherkeepers and trainers. Nobody could clearly say who he
was, but most saw him as a dependable youth with a solid future.
Geoff himself liked smoothing things over. Which was certainly working out
in Kyanos. But his inside thoughts were all jumbled and chaotic. He was
prone to overthinking, worry and sometimes felt like a fraud. What had
really send him here? He knew it wasn't potential. They'd just been sent
out to pair on a whim. He really shouldn't have been listening in on a
story his teacher and the headmistress were having, but they hadn't been
trying to keep it a secret.
So when the hatching day arrived, Geoff felt as if his boots were filled
with rocks. He almost stumbled a few times and felt awkward when he got
cheered on by a few of the locals he'd come to know.
Eggs hatched and wherlings appeared. They stepped toward their chosen and
bonded. All the while, the gold wher watched the candidates with scrutiny,
as if she could peer into their soul.
Suddenly a sky-blue hatchling with bright orange fur and feathers booped
his nose against Geoff.
"I sense a connection with you." he
said.
"Are you certain? Geoff whispered back, "I don't think I was meant to be
here."
"Oh but you were. I declare my name is Geosk."
After all the Wheryton knew a few things about observation from the
shadows. Judging too quick would not be a proper way to hand out his
justice. Plans had to made. But first this young man needed to get his
self-confidence back."
Name: Geosk
Gender: Male
Species: Wheryton (Cross between a Pernese Wher and a Kynnese
Peryton)
Extra Information: Wherytons have a stocky, wher-like build and
small wings, but also possess some feathering in various places on their
legs, neck, face, and rump. Their hind legs have hooves instead of claws,
and their tails end in feathery-fur. They have a large set of curled,
antler-esque horns. Their feathers can be any color.
Wherytons are omnivorous, capable of eating just about anything, and have
a particular added oddity to their diet thanks to their fae bloodline.
Over time (can widly vary between months or even years), a Wheryton's
shadow will begin to disappear, fading out of existence (despite physics
and light declaring otherwise). When this happens, they will hunger for a
particular emotion/sensation - revenge. (Or justice, depending on your
perspective, but it's the same thing to them.) This hunger will not kill
them, but it does not go away until the Wheryton performs a particular
ritual. They will use their senses to locate an individual that has been
wronged by another - whether directly or indirectly - and if that
individual agrees, the Wheryton will enter a pact with them to hunt down
and bring the offending party to judgement (or execution, if warranted, it
varies by circumstance and individuals). In such a pact, the Wheryton's
abilities are amplified, and they will 'consume' the revenge upon tracking
down the offender, satiating their hunger and reforming their shadow.
(This hunger/ritual/ability is inherited directly from their Peryton sire
and his kin.)
Wherytons are capable of bonding but do not require it, and choose names
like their Wher counterparts (-sk ending related to their bond, or a name
based on natural phenomena and such).
