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Pink-Purple Goumka (Walter, a Wanderer) | Silver
Taranisleth
(M'Kai of Southern Seahold) Night Bronze Pyrith (R'von of Xanadu Weyrhold) Lightning Blue Reven (Vern of Cy Dragonstake) |
Goumka had tended her three eggs diligently.
She'd kept her focus by playing little games with her bond, Walter, shuffling
the eggs and seeing whether or not Walter could guess which egg was which. She'd
given all of them a little nickname. They were all pretty similar but it was as
if her hatchlings personalities were already making themselves known. One egg
for instance was always just a tad warmer and it was also the one with the most
movement inside. The second was pretty calm and seemed content to just lay
about. The third seemed to enjoy the games she playes as Goumka always noticed
more energy inside when she played. She was getting eager to meet her babies and
wondered if some would stay with her or all would find a bond immediately. The
finders had done their best and it seemed the bond-ratios were pretty high here
at Lantessama.
"Is it wishful thinking or are the eggs moving more than normally?" Walter
interrupted Goumka's musings.
The purple and pink dragoness moved her attention back to the present and saw
that they were indeed more vigorous than usual.
"I think they're hatching!" she said excitedly.
"Finally!" she broadcasted.
The dragons around the isle spread the message and soon everyone nearby flooded
the secluded area in between the three mountains. Among the spectators were the
three actual candidates. There was a friendly artificer, Sybr, who'd spent most
of his time making plans the isle staff about different mechanical contraptions
and amenities. The future might bring some interesting advances. The young
father showed up with some greasy stains and smudges on his skin and clothes,
but the look in his eyes was one of wonder and excitement so his heart was in
the right place. The other male candidate, Luciano, was a different sort
entirely. He was always immaculately dressed and like her bond, he had a flair
for show. He was often surrounded by a cloud of magical properties that had the
ladies -and some of the men- on the isle giggling and whispering. Then there was
Reshmina, the female candidate. She hovered in like usual, looking like she was
just catching fire from her extremities. She too was stylish and fashionable, a
thing Goumka very much appreciated. Being able to control fire was another plus.
Goumka knew just which of her babies would like this lady and she just hoped the
feelings would be mutual.
As if on cue, the first egg of her clutch hatched after the audience had
settled. It was of course the most fiery and passionate of the eggs. Without
much ceremony, the yellow-coloured female hatchling with bright red wings broke
from her shell. She quickly shook her head, got her bearings and made for
Reshmina. As if hypnotised by the fire, the hatchling waited reverently for a
few seconds, taking in the glow and then produced a tiny flame of her own.
Goumka proudly observed that her daughter would go far.
The hatchling dug through her bond's mind and decided on a name:
"I'm Fuerta!"
Not much later, the second egg hatched. Goumka was surpised to see it was the
laid-back egg. An orange male fell out, his horns still carrying parts of his
shell. The hatchling didn't seemed to mind and headed toward Sybr. The
optimistic baby dragon sniffed all around, taking in all those delicious smells:
oils, metals, sweat.... but mostly fire. Snuggling close to Sybr, the hatchling
could just give his name before nodding off: "Barmkor."
All eyes turned to the last remaining egg. Everyone waited. Nothing seemed to
happen for the longest time. After a while worried whispers started to sound and
people started debating whether or not they should help. But Goumka knew this
was all show. Her bond Walter finally gave a secret signal to Luciano and the
Teacher-slash-Superhero finally moved closer. The young man smiled, making quite
a few people swoon and then had his "pets" help create a suitable curtain. In
between shimmering white a flash of pink caught the attention. The clouds
cleared and a quartz-white male hatchling stood proudly on the sands, his pink
wings spread for dramatic effect.
"Enchanté." he spoke to the crowd, but he only
shared his name with his bond: "I'm
Kevynn and I'd
love to join your group."
Sybr (m)
and Amber (orange) Barmkor (m)
Reshmina (f) and Spinel-Citrine
(Red-winged Yellow) Fuerta (f)
Luciano (m) and Rosy
Quartz
(Pink-winged White) Kevynn (m)
Abilities: Flight, Telepathy, Empathy, Verbal Speech,
Teleportation, (unassisted) Firebreath
These hatchlings are Eastern Nazo - Pernese and as such may also claim
either Fire Magic or Glass Magic as an Ability
Size: Ranges from 12 feet from nose to tail tip, to 65 feet nose to
tail tip. (Parents are both medium-sized)