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The Sultans of
Schwung
~Ziad~
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Stats:
Name: Ziad
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Title: Wazir al-Harb of the South (war)
Description & Personality:
Ziad has a ruddy complexion, light brown hair that hands down to his
shoulders, very dark eyes and a face that's set on displeased all the
time. Though he is not that strong, he does have the stamina of one who is
used to working long hours.
Ziad has always been an obedient man, eager to please his grandfather. He
tends to be quick-tempered and is easily angered. He knows these are his
flaws and tries to hold back, but it is not easy. It doesn't help that the
domains he rules are war and strategy. He might be new and
untested, but being new is not without it's advantages either as his ideas
are still fresh.
Heritage and Bio: Ziad's
name means "splendour" and " light glow". He was named
such by his grandfather because of his bright red cheeks when he was born.
The Southern nations are the harshest places to live and even those meant
to rule have to learn to fight to survive. Ziad has recently taken over
the rule of his grandfather and is eager to prove his worth.
Pets: --
Bond: Island Court Brown
Ezgurpth (m) from Lantessama
Isle
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Hatching
The island's
Aelith
geneticists had arranged for the eggs to be brought to the dunes. Due
to the larger than regular size of the offspring, they had deemed it more
ideal to install some means of living off-land on the largely water-based
planet. Both Amarlon and Liciya had however promised that the resulting
court dragons would be able to prosper both in the water as on land and
that their adult forms would be capable of flight. None of this mattered
much to Amaria who
remained close by to guard the eggs.
Eguth who had donated
the eggs and Merel, her bond, helped while
Komenth, the clutch's opal
court father, provided the three ladies with anything they asked for.
Which turned out to be a lot but the opal-speckled blue did not complain.
He was granted his bond and mate's biggest wish so it was all worth it.
It was late in the afternoon, the sun's rays still warm and welcoming but
not as hot as they'd been that afternoon with a cool breeze that showed
that the weather was changing. Amaria had been worrying about what the
colder weather might mean for the eggs but she would worry no longer as
small cracks showed that the eggs were indeed ready to hatch. Excited and
proud, she let Komenth know, at the same time letting out a sound that was
between a bark and a cough to alert those around her.
"The eggs are hatching! Come to the bay!" the dragons picked up on
her excitement and relayed the message while Eguth bugled.
The green blood court dragoness would play the second fiddle for now, but
anyone who would hurt these dragonets would have her to answer to as both
Amaria and Komenth were far too kind to deal out proper punishment for
such a grave misdeed.
Within half an hour the beach was filled with people, shifters, sea elves
and a few oddities that weren't as easily classable. The 6-armed
centauresque Lyteek was one of them, but the red-skinned 8-tentacled
Waratah was equally noticeable. But not all that stood out were strange in
build. A couple of humans from a place called Schwung were dressed in
ornate robes and wore turbans in bright colours on their heads. And though
largely going undetected, Laz the gem faerie was definitely the oldest
candidate ever recorded at Lantessama. The shipmate dragonkin Gid and the
dwarf Mts'Are had strange names but hardly fazed the locals as they'd seen
their kind before. But of course all that mattered were the hatchlings and
who they'd pick. Locals were already wagering with friends about which egg
would hatch first or what colours would appear. Court clutches tended to
not have as many colours as Lantessaman clutches. Would a white or a black
appear today? Some dared to bet on the chance.
A hushed silence overtook the crowd when a loud crack signalled the first
hatching. A beige-bronze hatchling with a white belly and stripes rolled
out of the egg, right into the water. When he got up the first thing the
people noticed was the absence of wings. The little bronze had finned ears
and a couple of small appendages at his tailtip that seemed to be able to
move independently. The hatchling moved toward those waiting in the water
and finally settled on a passionate, dark-skinned sea elf.
Two brown dragons had dropped from one of the larger eggs some had pegged
to house a gold. While one had darker patches at his snout and paws, the
other had zebra striping on part of his hide. They looked pretty much the
same otherwise though and it was difficult to see which was which when
both headed in roughly the same direction. The one with the blood-court
like points finally settled down in front of Ziad, who dressed in
his red and orange finery looked very formal.
"Ezgurpth is here to help you govern your lands."
Ziad let out a relieved breath and held out the offering he had poached
before the start of the event. It was always wise to bring a gift to a
strong ally after all.
Stats:
Name: Ezgurpth
Parents: Blood Court Green Eguth
x Opal Court Blue
Komenth
with added genetics from their respective bonds
Origin: Lantessama Isle (Island Court Clutch)
Colour: Brown with darker points
Size: Normal-sized Court Brown
Personality: Supportive, Dependable, Slow to
decide
Abilities:
*Amphibious:
can live both in and outside of the water. They do need to breathe.
*Flight: All court dragons are capable of self-powered flight
(from adulthood).
*Telepathy: All court dragons are capable of telepathic
communication.
*Teleportation: Like their ancestors, Court dragons are capable
of teleportation
*Verbal Speech: All court dragons are capable of verbal speech.
*Elements: Island Court dragons are most
proficient in Water elemental magic, but can train in other elemental
magic.
*Enhanced Senses: very sensitive
tentacles that give them a lot of information about the surrounding
area (think jellyfish)
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Growing Up
Though most newly-bonded people waited until their dragons were adult
before returning, Tahira figured returning early would be for the best.
Their stations were too important to leave vacant and even trusting their
dragons' ability to 'time it' as the locals called it felt like too much
of a gamble.
Ziad and Ezgurpth were more careful, wondering about what could go wrong
to travel so soon. Teleporting was a precise ability that required skill
and training. A great number of things could go wrong and then they'd be
lost forever in the Elsewhere - or worse.
"We need to make haste." Tahira urged.
"We can make it!" Tulkaeth added.
"It's a dangerous undertaking."
Ezgurpth argued.
Ziad watched the exchange and felt conflicted. He was used to
holding back, to letting reason be his guide. But his nature was to go
fast. And although Tahira wasn't a friend, he did respect her opinions.
"Maybe we could find a way to make it safer?" Ziad offered.
Tahira gave him an approving smile and that little gesture felt like high
praise from her. But Ziad did not have a clue on how to make the journey
safer. They couldn't magically age up their dragons.
"We can ask some of the older dragons to guide
us." Tulkaeth mused.
"What a wonderful idea." Tahira said with a satisfied look on her face,
"Let's do that."
"Maybe our parents would be willing. They'd know
where we'd be living too." Ezgurpth added.
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Flight
Ezgurpth quietly worked. He was not a dragon who expected to be praised.
He knew that what he did was worth it and that was enough. The brown
dragon would always prefer to live a quiet life over a flashy one. Life
carried it's own rewards and Ezgurpth was rich in that regard.
"I'm glad you like it here." Ziad said.
Through the years, the Wazir of the South had grown a bit more steady.
Calmer and more self-assured though he still felt his nerves tingle each
time he addressed his peers.
"I'm quite happy living here."
"But?" Ziad felt the word hanging between them.
"I would like to have more contact with other
dragons. Not all the time, not for long stretches of being away. Just
every now and then. On occasion."
"I don't think people would mind us being away for a day at times. The
other dragons can pick up the slack."
Ezgurpth wondered about that. But sometimes you needed to trust others and
think of your own needs. And this was clearly such a time.
"How about once every month?" Ezgurpth
suggested.
"I think you can ask for a bit more." Ziad pushed his dragon, "But we'll
go ask."
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|STORY|-;-*-;-|ASRA|-;-|FADIL|-;-|HAKIM|-;-|MARAM|-;-|NURI|-;-|RUYA|-;-|TAHIRA|-;-|ZIAD|
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Lantessama
Isle
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