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woke up from his blissful slumber when eager thoughts of Klierth reached
his mind. The dragonrider of the white Quartz Planet felt Naderenya's
bond, Sekally, stir beside him. The two of them had grown closer over the
past months while the eggs their dragons had produced had been hardening
on the sands of Lantessama Isle.
seemed that it were those same eggs that were worrying Klierth and
Naderenya now. No, not worrying, Klierth corrected his rider, "They
alert the officials." Taylor
shouted out, jumping up to run out of the cavern, but he was stopped by
Klierth who shook his head.
"They have already been alerted, the candidates are on their
"So we just have to wait?"
dragons nodded as the first inhabitants of the dragon adoption agency
started to file in, seeking a good place on the nearby tribunes, or just
lingering around the sands to watch the hatching from a closer vantage
helped Sekally up and whispered, "I
don't like to just wait."
the spectacle." Naderenya
answered in stead of her bond, "You'll
this a woman's thing?" Taylor
a parent thing." Klierth said with a look
that would not allow disobedience."
is fine." Sekally
want to be really close when these eggs hatch, I kind of missed it when
Naderenya found me." Sekally
had been one of those candidates mysteriously transferred right into the
middle of the hatching by unknown forces. Though the phenomenon was kind
of disturbing for the people involved, it also made you feel warm and
fuzzy that there might be a force out there that guided people. Or so
Taylor thought even when he had never been a religious person, just
sometimes he felt philosophical.
you feel remorse for the amount of liquor you drank the night
faintest wisp of a thought reached him, Klierth sometimes felt the need to
scold him by stating things as a fact. Taylor shrugged, he hadn't gotten
drunk for quite a while now, not since the women had taken over the
cafeteria with their espresso machine.
nudged his side, pulling him away from his train of thought, "It's
last egg exploded, throwing up sand that obscured the sight for a few
moments until it setteled down again. From behind the curtain of sand, the
silhouette of a small female dragoness became visible. The hatchling was
almost completely black, with just a tad of silver woven into her wings.
Even though she was dark, her hide shone with countless little flecks of
light, as if she was mimicking the night sky. Yet she did not have the air
of a midnight, she seemed much more fragile, almost too fragile to be
hatchling coughed with a high voice. The spectators arched closer, trying
to decide what they were seeing. Waiting for the hatchling to speak again.
There were no candidates left on the sands. Bets were being made if the
hatchling would remain on Lantessama or if she would disappear just as she
seemed to be fated to.
"My name is Avarya." the
hatchling suddenly said, "I'd like
to stay for a while."
curses rose from the audience, alongside soft cheers depending on whether
the person belonged to the winning or losing side of the bets made. When
still no-one moved, Naderenya, beckoned for her daughter to come
closer, "I shall take care of you,
Avarya. Oh, do you have a name for your colour?"
"Star sky, maybe?" Klierth
blinked and shook her head, "My
colour is lingering hope."
smirked, "Figured she'd take on the naming classes of her
mother who was also born here, but good try."
tried to redeem his figure, "Well I'm her parent too, and
anyways, the name suits her, she certainly is as pretty as her
"Whatever you say."
Description: Avarya calls her colour "Lingering Hope", a tribute
to her mother "Blinding Hope" Naderenya. Her Father "Quartz
Planet" Klierth gave her the luminiscent sparks covering her body and
wings. Her official Lantessaman colouring is Dawn-touched Moon-Obsydian.
Abilities: Telepathy, Teleportation, Telekinesis, Unknown magical
Place of Origin: Lantessama Isle
Avarya looked around the Rapture and felt instantly intimidated by the
amount of people around. She was a quiet and thoughtful dragoness who took
her time to form an opinion. And the Rapture and Healing Den Ballroom, the
Labs and the Stage... they'd need a lot of thinking before she would be
able to classify the experience in a neat little space in her
Avarya fluttered to a shadowy balcony colour and remained there, resting
and waiting until she was ready to face the people. The dragons knew of
her arrival but kept quiet since she meant no harm. She was small enough
to remain unnoticed if she played her cards well.
She'd spent so much time clinging to the edge
of the dragon ledges, Avarya realized she really should go down and
mingle? But it was intimidating even after the clock struck
1-hour-to-midnight. There were many noises on the dance floor, some were
very pleasing. The Stage had filled with dragons several times over the
course of the evening and she found herself swaying in the rafter nook,
allowing the thrumming of their voices to fill her soul.
More than that, a sound continued to ring in her mind. Was it just those
on the stage? No, no it couldn't be, it felt so specific. Her star covered
wings were echoed in some of the dragonets that walked below, how pretty
they were too - and she knew pretty stars! But none of those looked up to
Until one, from a sleek and dramatic looking couple of dragons, did look.
It was while another clutch was brought out, a dragon that lingered from
before had somehow gotten up to this ledge with her. He'd been on the
floor for a while, the rest of his clutch having mostly found people to
hang out with. And now, one of them rested his dark head on her starry
"Did you see all the people?" She
asked, mind quietly addressing the little dragon.
"They didn't seem like I'd like them",
the dragon thought to her, tiredly. "But
I like you, and I think you will be right for me."
That was quite surprising, but... it did feel right. Avarya nuzzled the
little guy, made sure he had been fed, and folded her wing over his shiny
little form. He wouldn't be little for long, that was certain!
impressed at the
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Name: Hameskeneth (haw MESK en eth, traditional
Pernese -TH ending will carry in offspring or be modified if different
Gender: Male (+preference as desired)
Size: 12' s/l/ws
Build: sleek and muscular
Physical Features: Technically Pernese, four legs and two wings,
horned head with small external ears, faceted eyes, sharp spikes with
webbing between on neck and hips/tail, tail fin similar, large conical
Colours: body very shiny graphite black, looks speckled if there is
any light source, wings flat black, webbing matte high black, spines shiny
smoke grey, horns and claws light, aqua faceted eyes
Stats: Strength 2, Speed 5, Endurance 5, Agility 1, Health 1,
Abilities: 6 unassisted firebreath; 5 verbal speech, telepathy,
local teleport, empathy; 4 time teleport; 2 nexus teleport; 1 foresight
Personality: helpful, protective, bright
Parents: Thaljath + Olelikoth
Bond: Avarya, Impressed (unusual to a dragon)
Hameskeneth had grown considerably. He was twice as big as her natural
size, but there ways around such things. Avarya had a hidden ace up her
sleeve and she fully planned to use it to seduce her sappy, good-natured
bond. He'd come into her life like the ray of hope she aspired to be,
wonderful, bright and trusting. They had played, she'd taught him all she
knew and she was certain of the rightness of their bond. They were mates.
Alas Hameskeneth seemed to see her more as something precious to protect
than as a partner.
"What's the matter Avarya?" Hameskeneth
called back immediately, rushing to her side.
"Let me show you something good."
She tapped into the magic that was her birthright though she'd never had
need to use it before and let her body grow until it was just the right
size. She flighed her tail, flapped her wings and threw her head back. She
felt very powerful. And very ready. Slowly she made her way to a baffled
Hameskeneth and said:
"It's good to see I can still surprise
"Hey, that's kind of rude." Avarya
retorted, "I'm just as big as you now."
She made a suggestive tickle with her longer tail and launched herself in
the air, goading her bond to come after her. To finally act on their bond.
Hameskeneth waited a bit longer to make up his mind. This was the most
precious entity in his existence. The one who'd been there for him from
the day he'd been hatched. The world-wise, playful and kind Avarya who
brought hope to others. Could he chase her?
Could he not?
Hameskeneth decided that he did not want any other dragon catch his bond.
She was his. His protective streak flared up but in a different way then
usual, jealousy and possessiveness warred inside him and he launched
himself after his lingering hope.
Avarya was no fool. She knew that although she was now bigger, she would
not outfly her bond. She still needed to get used to her larger dimensions
but it didn't matter for she fully intended to be caught by Hameskeneth
anyway. Just not right away.
She gave it all she had, dicing, twirling, spinning through the air. But
in the end, he was right behind her. And then they were one.
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