Name: Brigg
Age: 34
Gender: Male

Description: Brigg is a black man of medium height and weight. He has long hair that he keeps in dreads because it's just practical out on an Island without much plumming. He has a moustach that frames his mouth, a large nose and unusually coloured violet eyes. He isn't expecially muscled but he keeps in decent shape because he walks around a lot. Brigg likes to look good and enjoys wearing well-fitting, high-end clothing.  
Personality: Brigg is a calm and thoughtful man. He likes to think about the greater good, the place of even the smallest creation within it and the struggle between good and evil. Because in everything he sees, he is surprised to find the struggle between those extremes. Eros and Thanatos, Love and Hate, Altruism and Egoism. He can often be found talking to people and trying to understand their motives for doing things. For fun, Brigg likes to kick back, smoke a bit and listen to music (soul, jazz). 
Short Bio: Brigg's mother hails from earth and was swept away by his father. Growing up with the stories of studying at university, Brigg decided to try it. With some help from the Laedrys he was able to enroll in an Earthian university as a parttime student and is even now taking classes. Currently his interests lie in philosophy and ethics. 

Pets: -- (one day he would like to keep a bird). 
Bond: Blood Court Purple Shamanath (m) from The Vella Crean


While the Empress was away on business, daily life at the Vella Crean continued. Shy was tinkering in his labs, Ghita was there as often as she could to study and observe. Earning her the dubious right of Shy remembering her name. Tegrid looked on, feeling somewhat inadequate for still being no more than a "good worker" to Shy even when he'd been there longer than Ghita. But she was a force to be reckoned with and he at least knew not many people wouldn't remember her. 
Brigg meanwhile was growing increasingly worried about the lack of ethical thoughts the scientist seemed to have. Sure the projects asked him about it repeatedly and were very forthcoming about the way things worked at the Vella Crean. They often mentioned that Shy would study everything but ethics in his life. One of the scientists, a quiet and contemplative person named Onesto, often joined him for tea in the gardens to discuss.  
Life continued, but then a piece of the Vella Crean went missing. Confusion struck but it became clear all too soon that the Death Court had been spelled away by the interim leader. Nothing more could be said about it. What was done was done. So life at the Vella Crean continued.
And then it happened, Tegrid was called to bring the two scientists he'd been wporking closely with to the hatching sands. He found Ghita in the labs as he knew she'd be there. 
"I'll be there shortly." she waved him away and continued her work.  
Shy had An Idea, a marvellous Idea, and he was quite intent on having someone else prove it for him. Within minutes she lost herself in the research again, the impending hatching a tiny niggle at the back of her mind. Something to attend to after work was done.
Tegrid found Brigg in the garden and at least the student of ethics and morals offered no resistance. The two of them arrived at the hatching sands well in time. Tegrid checked the entrance several times until Brigg caught him and said:
"She'll come. Ghita won't disappoint, but she'll probably be late."
The two of them returned their attention to the hatching sands as eggs started to move and crack. Dragons hatched and started moving around, looking for someone to bond. A blood Court purple approached Brigg and sat down in front of him, already intrigued by the thoughts in the man's mind.
"Would you think a fox evil for killing a hen?" he asked.
"Only if the fox and the hen had been able to communicate properly first." Brigg mused, "although some people do attest to be able to talk to animals. But I guess they'd have trouble eating them. It's worth a little discussion, Shamanath."
Tegrid kept to the side, but he too found himself the object of a dragon's gaze. A very light green male, bordering on the colour of foam, stepped toward him and said:
"You are nice. My name is Nilath."
"Thank you for choosing me." Tegrid said, his voice choking a bit from emotion. Above them his firelizard chirped happily and even let out a little bugle to welcome his larger light court brother.  
Ghita turned up late. It was not her fault for the work had been so interesting. She huffed into the hatching sands when half the hatchlings had broken out of their shells, and there was one, very annoyed and disgruntled dark court queen who was Not Impressed.
“I don’t think I like this Shy very much.” She announced. “He kept you from me.”
The bond slammed into Ghita with force, as if now the little queenling was quite intent to make up for lost time. “You could have called, Rabtath.” Ghita answered, her tone slightly shaken. Wow. No one had quite properly captured the force of a bond.
Brigg and blood court purple Shamanath were waiting, the man wearing a beaming grin that seemed to spread from cheek to cheek. “Seems we won’t really need to take samples now, huh? We’ve got our own bonds.”
“One of each. It will be… interesting.” Ghita agreed.
“Each? You don’t have a Light Court.” Tegrid’s voice was soft with wonder as the male green hatchling snuggled close to his side, demanding that they go eat. Now.
“You’re one of us now, aren’t you Tegrid?” Brigg teased.
“Oh. Oh! I see.”

Name: Shamanath
Court: Blood
Colour: Purple
Gender: Male
Origin: The Vella Crean Clutch #3
Personality: Shamanath is a sweet, quiet, a little bit too calm a blood court. He has magic, he has interesting blood magic, but would it be ethical to use it? He is bursting with ideas and philosophical discussions, and loves nothing more than to stay up in the wee hours to debate with his bond.


Brigg had returned to Lantessama with Shamanath and returned to his usual life. He kept studying on earth, only now his own dragon would come to pick him up. Which gave him a lot more freedom. He still returned to the Vella Crean but had summarised quite plainly to the Laedryses that lots of work needed to be done at the Vella Crean, but that only drastic measures would force Shy to comply. As long as he provided results it was not likely things would change.
"It works though." Shamanath argued.
"It's not very ethical to leave Shy to his devices."
"It's a thin line he knows how to walk. He will cross it but only just. He knows that going overboard might cost him his lab and he won't want that."
"I'm just afraid that he might be working at other places too."
"Then just make certain he needs to abide by rules if he ever chooses to come here."
The talk about rules and morals continued well into the night and by morning, Brigg had a draft ready to present to the Laedrys. 


[STORY] _-°-_ [GHITA] _._ [BRIGG] _._ [TEGRID]

Lantessama Isle
Background found at Eos Backgrounds