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Christo
STATS
Name: Christo
Age: 27
Gender: male (gay)
Description: Christo is a lanky man with long limbs
and a somewhat awkward way of moving about. He has a tanned skin, dark brown
hair and goatee and green eyes. He's often perceived as being "soft".
Personality: Christo may look soft, he can be strict.
(Home)work should always come before relaxation and he never leaves a task
unless he feels he needs to let it rest for a while. He certainly isn't
unreasonable but he believes in planning and scheduling. He is practical and
won't do anything too stupid, but he isn't all that knowledgeable about
survival in the wild which is why he knows better than to venture out alone.
Job: Teacher.
Pets: -
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STORY
Christo wandered through the streets of Resnuzik, a
mid-sized Gremynian city. The city was larger than a town by far but it
wasn't as big as some of the metropoli that housed the monarchs or emperors
of certain regions. It still had a welcoming feel to it and Christo felt
bold enough to traverse the city without guards. He was a lowly teacher and
didn't have anything of actual value. Well nothing that could be stolen
anyway.
Sadly, Christo had not found employment here which meant he'd need to travel
onward. And he could not travel on his own. He just didn't have the skills
needed. And it was safer to travel in group. He'd travelled with a group of
soldiers on his way to Resnuzik. Which had been quite pleasant being
surrounded by handsome men, but he'd not made eyes at any of them for fear
they might leave him. Though one of them might have been willing.
Christo shook his head. No it would be better to travel another way. Which
left paying a lot of money to travel by carriage or joining a caravan to
work his way to the next big town or city. And from those options the latter
was by far preferred. So Christo headed toward the market place.
The large square was lively and filled with people. Stalls flanked the
walls, displaying wares.
"Excuse me sirs, are you maybe headed south in the near future?" he asked.
"We're headed North." he got a gruff reply from a bear of a man with lots of
hair.
Maybe that caravan would not have suited him anyway. Christo wandered on,
talking to the merchants until he saw a young man, about his own age who was
lugging crates into a wagon.
"Excuse me." Christo said, "Are you maybe headed south?"
"We are." the young man smiled back, wiping his brow, "If you want to come
you should ask Shunki if you can join us." Tohiji replied, pointing to
another young man around his age.
Christo talked with the blonde caravan leader who seemed to be a jovial
sort. They agreed to Christo working as a means to pay for travel and after
that, Christo was immediately roped into helping load the wagons.
Several days later,
Christo sat next to the fire, drowsy from the meal. The caravan merchants
had retired and the first watch was taken by Tohiji, the thin youth with the
ponytail. Over the past days the two of them had grown closer, talking about
their lives on the road.
"I can't believe you're looking for a permanent residence." Tohiji said.
He'd spent a lot of time trying to persuade his parents to let him go out in
the world. But Christo had lived hand to mouth too many times to not want
the stability of a permanent home.
"Well, you have the caravan but out there on your own it's no picnic."
"I'll never be on my own." Tohiji said with the confidence of one who had
bonded a dragon.
Christo did not know what had sparked that trust in the other young man.
"I'd want a companion too." the scholar sighed, "But it isn't easy."
"Why, you're not too shabby." Tohiji remarked.
"Looks aren't everything." Christo replied feeling like he was older than
his years.
Tohiji slapped him on his back and said: "You know, i'm betting they could
use a scholar over at Dawn Cove. More people have been gathering which means
there'll be children soon enough. And you could always head out to bond if
you want a companion."
"Bond?"
For the remainder of the first watch, Tohiji told Christo all there was to
know about Dawn Cove and it's peculiar connection to another world and the
nekrats that had come from it. And by the time the watch was over, Christo
was feeling quite certain that his plans had changed.
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HATCHING
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ADULT
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(growing closer to Tohiji? Or
another?)
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Intro - Mate ~~°~~°~~°~~
All images found with google
Nekrat and dragonder impressed at Lantessama
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