Creative Corner

So my original Nuzlocke fell through. I'm hoping this one goes better! A couple of rule changes, put in bold. Let's see what happens! And my dragons are all lvl 12, so they have something of an advantage to start.

Basic rules:
A death in the coliseum = that dragon must be exalted. This is the most essential rule of a nuzlocke.
All loot obtained in the coliseum is irrelevant, as is the loot obtained from gathering.
There are no restrictions about applying apparel to your dragons. Do whatever makes sense to you. Same goes for familiars.
Ping or message me if you take the challenge ;p (you don't actually /have/ to but I'd love to see how it goes!)
And, most crucially, all nuzlocke activity corresponds with the loot you obtain daily from Pinkerton's plundered pile!
Any Unhatched Egg scavenged for or found in the Coli may be either hatched immediately and worked into the story or placed in the Vault to be part of the familiar drops. Once placed in the Vault, it may not be removed EXCEPT as part of the familiar drops.

Optional sentimental rule:
If a dragon reaches level 25 it "retires". It can join the ranks of your main lair.

Drops of Fate:

Food: Coliseum time!
Plants: 10-20 matches
Insects: 20-30 matches
Seafood: 30-40 matches
Meat: 40-50 matches

Easymode: Choose whichever team and venue you want and go for it. Running from battles, using health pots, and ending the battle streak is fine, as I explained above.


Materials and trinkets: Flex your creative muscles!

Note that there is currently a glitch in which Pinkerton mislabels materials as trinkets. If you obtain a "trinket" from Pinkerton, double check to make sure its not actually a material!

Materials: Do some writing for your nuzlocke. How does your new nuzlocke clan change and develop? What are your dragons like personality-wise? How do they get along? How do they die? Is there an antagonist in this nuzlocke, or are they merely struggling against the forces of nature? Write dragon bios! Make a blog, or a thread for your challenge in the creative forums! Write short stories or paragraphs, or add to one big one adventure!

Trinkets: Make or update a dragon's bio.

Obviously, you might not have time in your day to do something creative. If that's the case, don't worry about it. This challenge is meant to be fun and heartwrenching, not a chore.

Rare drops: Wildcards

Familiars: Buy the cheapest dragon in the auction house of a specific breed. Use a random number generator (between 1-15) to determine which breed you will get! (Optionally: attach the familiar to the new dragon.)

1. Fae
2. Guardian
3. Mirror
4. Pearlcatcher
5. Ridgeback
6. Tundra
7. Spiral
8. Imperial
9. Snapper
10. Wildclaw
11. Nocturne
12. Coatl
13. Skydancer
14. Bogsneak
15. Hatch one of the eggs from the Vault

Apparel: Breed two of your dragons. The dragons you pick are up to you. You can also change one of the genes on a dragon, or use a scatterscroll if you are rich and crazy. Breed changes are also acceptable

Note: You must flip a coin for each hatchling once they hatch. If tails, the dragon is dead and you must exalt it. This is in keeping with the origional Nuzlocke thread's rule, because I really like it.

Battle items: Uh-oh!!!

Flip a coin.
Heads = DEATH STREAK
Tails = Nothing happens

DEATH STREAK rules: Randomly select three dragons using a random number generator. Fight in the coliseum using the "food" rules 10 rounds consecutively (ie. you cannot leave that arena), quitting midway if a dragon dies. If you are using the easymode rules, switch to the hardmode rules for battlestones.

[center][b]Characters[/b][/center] [columns] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=94221&tab=dragon&did=6927671][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/69277/6927671p.png[/img][/url] [color=8FBC8F]Sengar[/color], the gentle [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=94221&did=6927672][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/69277/6927672p.png[/img][/url] [color=B8860B]Malari[/color], the suspicious [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=94221&did=7461476][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/74615/7461476p.png[/img][/url] [color=3CB371]Altan[/color], the grounded [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=94221&tab=dragon&did=24088135][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/240882/24088135p.png[/img][/url] [color=darkviolet]Lailyn[/color], the timid [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/267202/26720133p.png[/img] [color=#AC59FF]Luckymint,[/color] the Teacher [/columns] [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/aa5c0d11068f10de92c1e34daaefd766/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo1_400.png[/img] [columns] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=94221&tab=dragon&did=24580714][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/245808/24580714p.png[/img][/url] [color=#7DA0FF]Alanii[/color], the prodigy [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=94221&tab=dragon&did=24789854][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/247899/24789854p.png[/img][/url] [color=#250066]Zahira,[/color] the stubborn [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=94221&did=24789855][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/247899/24789855p.png[/img][/url] [color=#00DDFF]Viruk,[/color] the beastmaster [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=94221&tab=dragon&did=25065200][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/250653/25065200p.png[/img][/url] [color=#524D6B]Tyrion,[/color] the scout [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=94221&did=24130998][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/241310/24130998p.png[/img][/url] [color=#AB8D72]Oti,[/color] the Visitor [/columns] [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/aa5c0d11068f10de92c1e34daaefd766/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo1_400.png[/img] [columns] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=94221&did=25421188][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/254212/25421188p.png[/img][/url] [color=#004A14]Bentar,[/color] the first patient [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/257523/25752257p.png[/img] [color=#FF5542]Raijin,[/color] the changeling [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/261926/26192534p.png[/img] [color=#042E12]Zanica,[/color] the remainder [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/259762/25976187p.png[/img] [color=#0E4599]Vatrel,[/color] the shaman [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/259640/25963927p.png[/img] [color=#4C5B75]WHY,[/color] the Nature Mercenary [/columns] [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/aa5c0d11068f10de92c1e34daaefd766/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo1_400.png[/img] [columns] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/267065/26706484p.png[/img] Kesi, the Gardener [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/273591/27359077p.png[/img] Elanee, the brute [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/273058/27305715p.png[/img] Pebble, the Stonesmith [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/265713/26571294p.png[/img] Lemsiel, the Soulblade [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/277943/27794283p.png[/img] Asimov, the Heir [/columns] [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/aa5c0d11068f10de92c1e34daaefd766/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo1_400.png[/img] [columns] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/277943/27794284p.png[/img] Fangorn, the Secret Keeper [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/277943/27794285p.png[/img] Absinthe, the Wanderer [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/281760/28175910p.png[/img] Kyndall, the rescue

The Lost [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/aa5c0d11068f10de92c1e34daaefd766/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo1_500.png[/img] [columns] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/247899/24789853p.png[/img] Trysta [nextcol] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/weel51ym447fcmo/plaguevs1.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/259762/25976186p.png[/img] Ginny [nextcol] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/if8rekk224v3o8r/lightningvs1.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/247100/24709900p.png[/img] Lyran [/columns] [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/aa5c0d11068f10de92c1e34daaefd766/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo1_400.png[/img] [columns] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/259762/25976188p.png[/img] Diran [nextcol] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/weel51ym447fcmo/plaguevs1.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/261926/26192531p.png[/img] Julianna [nextcol] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/weel51ym447fcmo/plaguevs1.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/261926/26192532p.png[/img] Kaja [/columns] [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/aa5c0d11068f10de92c1e34daaefd766/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo1_400.png[/img] [columns] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/261926/26192533p.png[/img] Ishara [nextcol] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/kg98x560j9974df/watervs1.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/242883/24288220p.png[/img] Kauri [nextcol] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/weel51ym447fcmo/plaguevs1.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/267065/26706481p.png[/img] Quinlan [/columns] [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/aa5c0d11068f10de92c1e34daaefd766/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo1_400.png[/img] [columns] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/267065/26706483p.png[/img] Berylla [nextcol] [img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/dt47wjb88mgwvgj/naturevs1.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/261387/26138646p.png[/img] Kaladin

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Prologue: Reconcile [item=mobile stick] @VoxxVoleur (Sorry for all the pings tonight. Last one, I promise. XD) He woke to the smell of rot and ruin. Oddly, it was comforting, a normal smell. He flicked his wings and eyelids at the same time, shifted and rose and stretched as though he did it every day. But as he did, panic rose. He remembered nothing. Not the look of the room around him, not his name, not the other dragon who was sleeping nearby, nor the fluttery, frilled creature perched in the other dragon's mane. As he shifted, the fluttery creature did, too, its wings a brighter green than his own, but its scales as dark as his own fur. [color=B8860B]"What is going on?"[/color] Its voice was level, flat, devoid of emotion, but its frills flicked quickly, here and there, along with its eyes. [color=B8860B]"Who are you?"[/color] As she--there was something in her voice that told him the creature was female--asked, she seemed to realize she was perched in the mane of another, and lifted to settle against the wall. [color=B8860B]"Who is that?"[/color] [color=3CB371]"I don't know."[/color] [color=B8860B]"What do you mean you don't know?"[/color] Her voice, though flat, was starting to shrill, and the other dragon shifted toward wakefulness. [color=B8860B]"How can you not know?"[/color] [color=3CB371]"Do you know?"[/color] For the first time since waking, she fell still. Then she began to tremble, and her frills to flick again, first this way, then that. [color=B8860B]"Nnnnno."[/color] Her wings drooped, and he felt a surge of sorrow for her, though he didn't know her at all. [color=8FBC8F]"Mmmm, you smell like family."[/color] Unnoticed by either of them, the other dragon had awoken. [color=8FBC8F]"You smell like safety."[/color] Both looked back at the new one, puzzled, but he couldn't help but realize that the other male was right. These two smelled safe. Smelled like home. A slither caught all three dragon's attention, and they whipped their heads toward it. A snake creature was there. 'Serthis,' whispered his memory. The Serthis paused, wary. [color=228B22]"You have awoken. We were worried. We wondered if you would wake at all."[/color] [color=B8860B]"You know us?"[/color] He got the impression the female was skeptical, though how he knew he wasn't sure. Perhaps her fins told him so. [color=228B22]"Of courssse. Altan isss my friend."[/color] The Serthis slithered closer to him, and he didn't feel the need to shy away. This creature, too, smelled safe, though somehow he knew other Serthis would not be. His speech was precise, intellegent, though he hissed his 's'es a bit. The creature's expressive face fell. [color=228B22]"It isss as he sssaid, then. Pessstilencsse. You were correct."[/color] [color=8FBC8F]"Pestilence?"[/color] the other male asked and at the same time he said [color=3CB371]"Is that my name? Altan?"[/color] [color=8B0000]"Yes. It is."[/color] This voice was new, and again they jumped to look at it. An odd creature, made of the same green and red webbing as the environment with glowing white-red eyes seemed to melt out of the wall. [color=8B0000]"You are Altan. She is Malari."[/color] It performed an odd half bow to the fluttering female.[color=8B0000] "He is Sengar. I am Pestilence. And the snake is Ilon. And you have all lost your memories. The Lady sent a pestilence--"[/color] it gave an ironic smile [color=8B0000]"--to test you. It seems she found you lacking in some respect, and did not allow you to recover completely."[/color] [color=228B22]"But we could tell them--"[/color] Ilon began, but the soldier--Altan could not help but think of it as a soldier--made a sharp chopping gesture. [color=8B0000]"No."[/color] Its voice was firm. Final. [color=8B0000]"The Lady took their memories for a reason. She will return them when she sees fit. We must not interfere."[/color] The Serthis glowered at him, but said nothing. They stared at one another in silence for a moment. None of them asked who the Lady was. Altan, at least, did not want to know, just yet, who this creature was that had toyed so with their lives. He knew, one thing, though. While the other dragons and Ilon smelled like home, this creature, this Pestilence, did not. It smelled like danger. [color=8FBC8F]"Who, then, is this?"[/color] They all turned to look at Sengar, who was nuzzling a large, glowing creature that had crawled out of a tunnel too small for either male dragon. [color=228B22]"That is Jewel. Ssshe isss your pet, Sssengar,"[/color] Ilon said quickly, as though afraid the soldier would cut him off again. [color=228B22]"Ssshe isss loyal, but not asss intelligent asss Pessstilencsse or I, or any of you."[/color] [color=8B0000]"We have to go."[/color] Pestilence was suddenly melting out of a different wall, near the tunnel where Ilon had come in. [color=8B0000]"We've been in one place too long already. The Packs will be closing."[/color] [color=228B22]"He isss right. And we will have to fight our way out."[/color] Pestilence glanced at him, and he shrugged. [color=228B22]"While I was putting sssome Mobile Sssticks in my cauldron, I noticssed the creaturesss gathering. They rarely attack me, asss I am keen to avoid their noticsse, but they will noticsse the three of them, white and green asss they are. They do not exssactly blend in."[/color] Pestilence gave what Altan could only describe as a sigh. [color=8B0000]"At least the three of you fight well together."[/color] [color=228B22]"At leassst they usssed to,"[/color] Ilon muttered, earning him a glare from the soldier. [color=8B0000]"We'll see if they still do. Come."[/color] Ilon glared back, but followed when Pestilence oozed along the wall of the exit tunnel. The three dragons glanced at one another, but followed, Malari settling into Sengar's mane almost absentmindedly, and Jewel bringing up the rear. [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/aa5c0d11068f10de92c1e34daaefd766/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo1_400.png[/img] They finally broke through the circling creatures. They had plenty of new food tucked into packs that Sengar had found in the tunnels. They traveled in silence after, not wanting to attract more attention. After a short time, however, Ilon slithered about and stopped them all. [color=8B0000]"What is it, snake?"[/color] Pestilence demanded, coolly arrogant. [color=228B22]"We are being followed."[/color] Ilon was just as cool, matter-of-fact and calm. He looked up and away, past and behind the dragons to an outcropping of rock and webbing.[color=228B22]"Show yourself."[/color] From top of the rock slithered another Serthis, this one a rosy pink to Ilon's pale green. [color=BC8F8F]"I mean no harm."[/color] Her accent was not like his, a different sort of lisp, though the same hissing quality. [color=BC8F8F]"I sssaw that they guarded you from my sssistersss, and I thought they might guard me alssso. For a time. I want only to get away from the Packsss and the Plague."[/color] Ilon looked down again, not to Pestilence, who clearly expected and thought it was leading, but to Malari, and then to Altan. [color=228B22]"You fought them to allow my presssencsse once. I cannot vouch for her conduct, but will you fight for one of my kind again?"[/color] [color=8FBC8F]"There is no need,[/color]" Sengar replied before Altan could. [color=8FBC8F]"She can come, if she'll be nice."[/color] When Malari flicked her fins angrily in his direction, he shrugged. [color=8FBC8F]"She smells good."[/color] [color=228B22]"Do you have a name, Carmine?"[/color] Ilon inquired dryly as the female Serthis drew closer, though she avoided the dragons. [color=BC8F8F]"My sisters called me Cori,"[/color] she answered, quiet and meek. [color=3CB371]"Then Cori it is."[/color] ((Please let me know if the colored text is annoying, or if any particular color is hard to read. Thanks!))

@Moonlitmage

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@VoxxVoleur
I'll make it so. ♥

Chapter 1: Eerie Familiarity [item=painted clay pot] @VoxxVoleur Malari disliked the feeling of being pulled along by these creatures. She didn't trust the Serthis, and she certainly didn't trust Pestilence. Oddly, she did trust the two Tundras, and the two were strangely familiar to her, like she had known them for many years. But that couldn't be. She would remember. She didn't trust Pestilence's story of how they'd lost their memories, and she didn't like the smug smile he'd warn when he said that it was a 'pestilence' that had taken their memories from them. Still, she had to admit that they had fallen into an easy combat routine, dispatching the creatures that had gathered without much trouble. Even the Greatshells had been no problem as they passed waterways. Fighting as a team was not something that just happened. It took practice, it took time. Her frills flicked in agitation from her position in Sengar's pale green mane. Why she was comfortable there, she didn't know, but it seemed like the only place for her to be. She could not keep up with the running Tundras in flight, and so it was more sensible to tuck herself into Sengar's mane. Yes, that was it. [color=3CB371]"Here."[/color] Altan had skidded to a stop in a depression in the landscape, and Sengar halted behind him. They were breathing heavily, but Pestilence, who seemed to move as part of the land as much as anything else, and the two Serthis merely stopped and looked back, Pestilence glaring. [color=3CB371]"We stop here."[/color] [color=8B0000]"Why here, pray tell?"[/color] Pestilence asked, impatient arrogance in every syllable. Clearly it was not what it wished. [color=8FBC8F]"I know this place."[/color] No one expected Sengar's words, as he spoke little except to his cave jewel. They were a good match, both quiet, both kind. The cave jewel, as big as Malari herself, had brought her a moth wing when she had mentioned being hungry earlier. [color=8FBC8F]"It smells familiar."[/color] Malari took her eyes off her unwanted companion--for Pestilence had made it clear that, while Jewel was Sengar's, and the Serthis trusted Altan most, it, Pestilence, was hers--to look around and realized that Sengar was right. She knew, somehow, the twist of the rock, and the tree above. She leapt from his mane and ignored Pestilence's hiss of annoyance as she landed on the lowest branch of the tree...one that would have been at head height for Sengar, she could not help but notice. She settled there, and it felt right. It took her a few moments to realize that there were parts of the bark shined from much wear...in just the places that her belly, legs and arms had settled. [color=B8860B]"I, at least, have been here before."[/color] The two Tundras looked up at her, and she couldn't help but notice the pleased look on Ilon's face. Why would he be happy about that? [color=B8860B]"This tree bears the mark of me, as though I have lain here often."[/color] [color=3CB371]"And if you have been here, we have also."[/color] She looked down at the darker Tundra, his two Serthis beside him. He had accepted too quickly the soldier's story. Was he part of this? A plant, working with Pestilence in whatever this mockery was that was being made of her life? And yet, she could not honestly distrust him, despite her doubts. Why was that? [color=228B22]"It is past time to rest anyway. Let us stay the eve here, then,"[/color] Ilon decided, looking puzzledly at Pestilence, as though wondering if he would object. The soldier merely glared, however, and faded into the webbing. That was an uncanny ability, and Malari didn't like it, either. [color=228B22]"Malari, would you come here, please?"[/color] He slithered over to the cliff under her tree, and she peered down at him, frills shifting uncertainly. He waited there patiently, looking up at her, as though expecting her distrust. When she finally fluttered down to the level of his face, he smiled. [color=228B22]"Thank you."[/color] He pressed his hand to the cliff face, where a thick membrane grew. [color=228B22]"Your magic sealed this place. Your magic can let us in. We will be safer in the caverns."[/color] [color=B8860B]"I have no such magic,"[/color] Malari scoffed in answer, flipping to perch against the membrane he had touched. As she settled on it, it dissolved away, and the Serthis ducked his head. The female, Cori, hid a smile as Malari startled and had to catch herself mid-air. [color=228B22]"It remembers you, even if you do not remember it. Please, be the first within. Nothing dangerous can have gotten in, or the membrane would not be solid. You seal all your sleeping places that way."[/color] [color=B8860B]"You seem to know more about me than I am comfortable with, Serthis,"[/color] Malari muttered as she flitted inside. It was very dark, but a light followed her. When she looked back, Ilon was holding a glowing bottle. [color=228B22]"I have known you and they for some time. I am sorry that it discomfits you."[/color] When he saw her looking at his bottle, he smiled again. [color=228B22]"One of the benifits of being an alchemist."[/color]

Chapter 2: Scared of Shadows [item=lux spectre] @VoxxVoleur ((I completely lost yesterday's draw, but look at today's! EEEEEE! Also, we are ignoring the fact that Lailyn is a hatchling. According to the story, she's an adult. :P)) [color=darkviolet]"Wisp, come on!"[/color] She was terrified. The Sea of a Thousand Currents was dark and twisted, but it was nothing like this place. She was at home there, and even with her pale colors, she blended in. Everything blended in in the reefs. [color=darkviolet]"Why does my charge have to be in this wasteland?"[/color] The Spectre she was speaking to merely floated along, slow and inexorable. Lailyn wasn't fooled. She knew that Wisp could be fast as thought when it wanted to be. It simply saw no reason to hurry at present. She wished she could be as calm as her friend. Why the spirit had decided to follow her home into the sea after her Ordeal when she first became an adult, she didn't know, but she was glad. Its glow was a comfort on the darkest nights, or in the scariest of places. Such as this. Wisp floated up sedately to pause near her face, and its glow expanded to encompass her. It was a warm light, and she sighed. Among other things, Wisp was good at telling when there were dangers nearby, and if it was behaving this way, it sensed none. [color=228B22]"Why have we ssstopped here?"[/color] the sudden voice made Lailyn whirl, nearly tripping on her own tail in her fright. The hissing quality put her in mind of Serthis, and that was never good. [color=228B22]"We are exssposssed!"[/color] [color=8B0000]"Just wait."[/color] She didn't like that voice any more than the first. It was cold, almost cruel. It seemed to fit the landscape about her, and that was terrifying. [color=8B0000]"Something is nearby."[/color] Her heart thudding in her chest, the pale Guardian looked around for somewhere to hide, but found nothing. Wisp had dulled his glow to the barest whisper of light. Out of the shadows crept something, and she lashed out at it in fear, but missed, and was glad she did. It was only a Cave Jewel, pale yellow and timid looking. It flinched from her swipe. [color=darkviolet]"Oh, I'm sorry,"[/color] she whispered. [color=darkviolet]"You startled me."[/color] Behind the Jewel, however, came a lighter blotch within the nightly shadows, pale fur and pale wings. Lailyn shrank from this, but the Tundra was smiling when it came into the small pool of light that Wisp and the Cave Jewel made between them. [color=8FBC8F]"So you're what Jewel found,"[/color] the Tundra said cheerfully. [color=8FBC8F]"And look, you're pale as me. Now there'll be two of us pale and two dark. You will come with us, won't you? We'll feed you. You look hungry."[/color] [color=darkviolet]"I'm not used to finding food here,"[/color] Lailyn grumbled, stung by the insult to her pride. [color=8FBC8F]"Well, we are,"[/color] the Tundra continued, just as cheerful. [color=8FBC8F]"I'm Sengar, and this is Jewel, and Malari--"[/color] Lailyn started as he gestured to a dark Fae nestled in his mane that she hadn't even noticed. [color=8FBC8F]"--and that's Altan coming over the hill there."[/color] Lailyn shrank further at the sight of the creatures accompanying the dark Tundra named Altan; two Serthis slithered in his wake, eyeing her curiously. [color=3CB371]"These are my friends,"[/color] Altan told her quietly. [color=3CB371]"Ilon and Cori. They will not hurt you."[/color] The temperature of his voice dropped about a hundred degrees. [color=3CB371]"And you will not hurt them."[/color] [color=darkviolet]"I don't want to hurt anyone,"[/color] Lailyn replied, and she was embarrassed to hear the whine in her voice. [color=8B0000]"Good. Then we should all get along splendidly."[/color] This, then, was the source of the cruel voice, and its form matched their surroundings as much as its voice did. [color=8B0000]"I am Pestilence. Can we please get out of the open now? And make sure that ghost of yours keeps his light down at night."[/color] Altan turned to regard the Plague creature with a cool reserve, but spoke to Lailyn. [color=3CB371]"We have told you our names. Perhaps you could tell us yours? Even if you do not wish to travel with us, the safest place to be in the Plaguelands at night is a guarded cavern, and that is where we are headed. You can always go your own way in the morning. And Sengar is correct. We have plenty of food, even for one so large as you."[/color] [color=darkviolet]"I...I am Lailyn. This is Wisp. And he's a [i]spectre[/i], not a ghost."[/color] [color=8FBC8F]"Welcome to the group, Lailyn,"[/color] Sengar told her cheerfully, leading the way past her. The rest followed and, not sure, really, why she did it, Lailyn followed.

[item=shattered reading spectacles] Dragon's Bio Updated: Sengar