Inguz was the
youngest of the 3 sons of Uruz. And he had been to young to understand
anything of the situation.
When he was old enough to leave his father, and you can be sure that he counted the days until he became 15, he wanted to go find his oldest brother and clear out some things. Perhaps he would find death on the way, and then his miserable life would be over, and he would be free from all pain and emotions.
it didn't come that far. He never got robbed, nor did he got attacked. He just
travelled from town to town in search of his brother. And then he found
him. Now perhaps everything would end..
he found the secret community, Ansuz, his oldest brother came to him,
talking to him like nothing was wrong and nothing had happened. But Inguz
knew better than to fall for that silly spell.
When they went to look for Laguz, they had a change to really talk, and he felt better for some reason, and started to believe him completely. But that meant that Uruz, his father, had lied to him. Inguz couldn't trust him, how could he ever had trusted him.
When they found his brother, in the harbour far from home, they could see that everything was going well for him. Why had he left him? He could have come with him. But nobody wanted him. Not his mother, not his father and not his brothers. He was alone.
first, Laguz didn't want to come with them, but eventually he caught them
when they had travelled for weeks and were almost home.
and Laguz did all the talking, and he stayed on the background. He didn't
want to interfere. He just wanted to get out of this house and leave it.
army, that would be the best place to lose his cowardness. He felt the
pain when he was hit by a sword, and he loved the pain, because that made
was time to leave for the battleground. He would be happy if he would be
killed there, but a dragon, large and strong as it was, took them to a wonderful
place. He felt happy for a moment, perhaps now the time was their to sleep
Inguz impressed at Lantessama
This year's Lantessaman Winter was void of snow, like usual. But
that hadn't stopped Lucas from using all the draconic abilities he had to his
disposal to decorate his holiday cavern. The inside of the smaller one
of the two hatching caverns in the middle mountain was plastered with ice. Snow
crackled below his feet and his breath made little clouds in the air. It didn't
matter that a few winter season and a couple of assembled winter-type dragons
were grumbling and sending out bad karma when the end result looked like this.
It was snow!