| |
| Rank |
Second
Aett, a common warrior with loads of energy |
| age |
25
years |
| looks |
Black
curly hair that he keeps long, and light blue eyes.
He has large hands, and well trained arms. |
| attitude |
He
doesn't see the harm in certain situations and he doesn't understand
the world completely. But he is very loving and caring.
Perhaps he is too gullible too. But that flatters him |
| history |
He
has always been a special boy with lots of energy and rather small attention period,
but he was a sweet child and turned into a loving young man.
He loved the army and has trained there for almost 10 years now. He
visited his parents occasionally and then he tells them everything
he had learned and had done. |
The soft
spring sun had chased the chill of winter away these past days. Though the
nights still warranted coats and scarves, the days, especially at noon
were pleasant and warm. It was at one such noon that the eggs on the sands
started showing signs of hatching. A small tremor started in one egg and
seemed to ripple through the others, forming a very noticeable stirring.
The silver-winged green dragoness Shezare, protectively shielded her eggs
from view while they hatched, keeping them warm and safe. It didn't take
long for the candidates to arrive as they'd all been training nearby,
waiting for this very moment.
Noticing all her hatchlings had safely hatched and all candidates were in
place, Shezare dropped her wings and allowed for the others to get a
glimpse of her progeny. Unlike the usual hatchings at Lantessama, they
didn't need to wait for separate hatchings or pairings. No, these little
hatchlings all wanted the cake two of the candidates had prepared. So they
wasted no time in going over to the candidates and bonding. They all
seemed to know who they wanted as bond, decisions that had maybe been made
before they'd even hatched as the candidates had been allowed to spend a
lot of time with the eggs by their easy-going mother Shezare and friendly
sire Hashuith.
A more sedate, slow Tiger's Eye brown hatchling, crept up to the warrior Sowulo
and sat down before him.
"My name is Iossith." he
stated and waited for the warrior to reply.
Gobsmacked, the usually boisterous soldier could only pat the head of his
new dragon while the emotions overwhelmed him.
Line is typed with Dwarf
Runes 1 was found here
Titles are written in Duke and was found here
|
|
