[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/4G8zDGm.png[/img]
[i]There's a disease going around. Some are immune, most are not, all are struggling.
Dragons die daily, and while they're few and far between in clans, it happens all over.
The fittest to the weakest, the youngest to the oldest, none are safe.
However, despite this, families are formed and thrive. People stick together, and one would almost think everything is fine if not for the distinct smell of death everywhere.
In this plague-ridden world arrives three dragons, separate, but who come together in the Hewn City, and try to make something good out of a terrible situation[/i][/center]
Hello! Welcome to my Pinkerlocke, [i]Blights & Blessings[/i]! This is a lore Pinkerlocke aimed at helping me to write more / better. Nothing serious going on here.
I'm going to be doing most of the rules explained on the [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/1904162]main thread[/url], however [b]instead of dragons fainting in the coliseum as dying, I'll be rolling a 20-sided die for every dragon. If the die lands on a one, the dragon is weaker and more susceptible, and any number below a 10 after that for 3 days means the dragon has succumbed to the disease and is either exalted or sold[/b] (or kept, if I like them a lot), and all trinkets (art) will be treated as materials (writing)! Otherwise, everythings the same.
Let's meet the starting cast, shall we?
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=49718027]
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/497181/49718027.png[/img]
[/url][i]Hemera[/i]
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=51934947]
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/519350/51934947.png[/img]
[/url]
[i]Nesoi[/i]
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=52086470]
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/520865/52086470.png[/img]
[/url][i]Eros[/i]
[center][quote=Pinglist]@/Pyrouge[/quote][/center]
There's a disease going around. Some are immune, most are not, all are struggling.
Dragons die daily, and while they're few and far between in clans, it happens all over.
The fittest to the weakest, the youngest to the oldest, none are safe.
However, despite this, families are formed and thrive. People stick together, and one would almost think everything is fine if not for the distinct smell of death everywhere.
In this plague-ridden world arrives three dragons, separate, but who come together in the Hewn City, and try to make something good out of a terrible situation
Hello! Welcome to my Pinkerlocke, Blights & Blessings! This is a lore Pinkerlocke aimed at helping me to write more / better. Nothing serious going on here.
I'm going to be doing most of the rules explained on the main thread, however instead of dragons fainting in the coliseum as dying, I'll be rolling a 20-sided die for every dragon. If the die lands on a one, the dragon is weaker and more susceptible, and any number below a 10 after that for 3 days means the dragon has succumbed to the disease and is either exalted or sold (or kept, if I like them a lot), and all trinkets (art) will be treated as materials (writing)! Otherwise, everythings the same.
These packs are nearly empty; a few fragments of parchment are all that remain inside.
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Scarlet Satin Tunic
Apparel
The perfect garment for if you want to keep warm when you are feeling chill, but you do not want to raise your lair's heating bill.
2400
Ruby Brooch
Trinkets
Metalworkers from the Ashfall Waste use cold lava and rubies from Dragonhome to make brooches like this one. Merchants like to wear these to show their wealth. (Special thanks to Duveteux!)
20
Flametail Loach
Seafood
This bottom feeder will inhale nearly everything that fits in its mouth.
42
4
Clipper Chitin
Organics
This natural armor is useful in the creation of dyes.
34
Black Iron Spider
Insect
The only thing more terrifying than a spider is a squish-proof armored spider.
42
4
Display Plumes
Organics
A scarlet trail in the sky intimidates and impresses, if you're into that sort of thing.
20
Shattered Reading Spectacles
Trinkets
A pair of wire spectacles. The lenses have been broken, and the arms are bent. These are probably beyond repair.
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[center][size=6][color=#c6890f]Day 1[/color][/size]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/ooTA9Hf.png[/img]
[item=travel gear of the wanderer]
[size=3]Trinket: Write some lore![/size]
[color=#c6890f][s]----[/s][/color]
When Nesoi had met the pair, she had felt awkward. They were the only people she had seen after she was kicked out of her old Clan a week ago, and they were already so close.
[i]"She's infected," the shaman said, staring at the young dragon. "She must leave immediately. She is a risk to everyone if she stays."[/i]
Eros and Hemera had an interesting relationship, Nesoi found. While the latter was older than both, Eros was much younger, and was the most reckless of the bunch.
Hemera was like a mother to him-- to them both, really. She made sure they ate enough, made sure they slept enough, made sure they were okay. It was comforting.
[i]"I'm sorry, dear," Nesori's mother said. She didn't look sorry. "It's for the best. We don't want anyone in the clan getting sick, do we?"
The plague wasn't contagious like that.[/i]
As Nesori settled in one night, a few days after the trio had met, she felt content.
Maybe she could find a family in this, she thought. After all, they were nice. Eros reminded her of her baby brother, Hemera reminded her of her best friend, and together they reminded her of home.[/center]
[b]Day one rolls:[/b]
Hemera - 16
Nesori - 20
Eros - 6
These packs are nearly empty; a few fragments of parchment are all that remain inside.
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Trinket: Write some lore! ----
When Nesoi had met the pair, she had felt awkward. They were the only people she had seen after she was kicked out of her old Clan a week ago, and they were already so close.
"She's infected," the shaman said, staring at the young dragon. "She must leave immediately. She is a risk to everyone if she stays."
Eros and Hemera had an interesting relationship, Nesoi found. While the latter was older than both, Eros was much younger, and was the most reckless of the bunch.
Hemera was like a mother to him-- to them both, really. She made sure they ate enough, made sure they slept enough, made sure they were okay. It was comforting.
"I'm sorry, dear," Nesori's mother said. She didn't look sorry. "It's for the best. We don't want anyone in the clan getting sick, do we?"
The plague wasn't contagious like that.
As Nesori settled in one night, a few days after the trio had met, she felt content.
Maybe she could find a family in this, she thought. After all, they were nice. Eros reminded her of her baby brother, Hemera reminded her of her best friend, and together they reminded her of home.
Day one rolls:
Hemera - 16
Nesori - 20
Eros - 6
[center][size=6][color=#c6890f]Day 2[/color][/size]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/ooTA9Hf.png[/img]
[item=scarlet satin tunic]
[size=3]Apparel: Breed some dragons![/size]
[color=#c6890f][s]----[/s]
@Pyrouge[/color]
[center]Unfortunately, [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=257239&tab=dragon&did=52086470]Eros[/url] isn't quite ready to breed yet. Instead, I'll be geneing him!
Noxtide was rolled and purchased, and now he's pinker and snazzier than ever![url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=52086470]
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/520865/52086470_350.png[/img]
[/url][/center]
[left]Edit: forgot to roll, whoops!
Hemera - 11
Nesoi - 4
Eros - 8[/left]
Unfortunately, Eros isn't quite ready to breed yet. Instead, I'll be geneing him!
Noxtide was rolled and purchased, and now he's pinker and snazzier than ever!
Edit: forgot to roll, whoops!
Hemera - 11
Nesoi - 4
Eros - 8
Ooh, Eros is a beautiful dragon! Also, I really love the lore you've written for this so far. I'm looking forward to keeping an eye on this pinkerlocke!
Ooh, Eros is a beautiful dragon! Also, I really love the lore you've written for this so far. I'm looking forward to keeping an eye on this pinkerlocke!
[center][size=6][color=#c6890f]Day 3[/color][/size]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/ooTA9Hf.png[/img]
[item=ruby brooch]
[size=3]Trinket: Write some lore![/size]
[color=#c6890f][s]----[/s]
@Pyrouge[/color]
The three had settled in quickly, but not quick enough, or at least that's what Hemera believed. The oldest was scared for her two new friends. Nesoi had told the pair when she had arrived that, according to her clan shaman, she was infected, but when days passed with no sign of the disease, they thought it was fine.
It wasn't.
The shaman in Nesoi's clan had told the truth, apparently, as by day three of them being settled in the Hewn City, she began coughing. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, even with the constantly looming plague, but it came quickly, suddenly, and wouldn't stop.
Eros stayed away. Hemera stayed close.
She had been trained in medicinal herbs in her old clan before she left. She knew how to help Nesoi, even if all of them were scared out of their minds in fear, that only after a few days their small family would be torn apart. Hemera prayed to any of the Eleven to save Nesoi, but ultimately, she knew.
It was the diseases' decision, not any of theirs.
[left][b]Day three rolls:[/b]
Hemera - 18
[b]Nesoi - 1[/b]
Eros - 12
Updated the rules a bit [s]because i didnt wanna lose Nesoi[/s] to make it more interesting. Also Pinkerton where is my food they gotta fight in the coli some time[/left]
Metalworkers from the Ashfall Waste use cold lava and rubies from Dragonhome to make brooches like this one. Merchants like to wear these to show their wealth. (Special thanks to Duveteux!)
The three had settled in quickly, but not quick enough, or at least that's what Hemera believed. The oldest was scared for her two new friends. Nesoi had told the pair when she had arrived that, according to her clan shaman, she was infected, but when days passed with no sign of the disease, they thought it was fine.
It wasn't.
The shaman in Nesoi's clan had told the truth, apparently, as by day three of them being settled in the Hewn City, she began coughing. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, even with the constantly looming plague, but it came quickly, suddenly, and wouldn't stop.
Eros stayed away. Hemera stayed close.
She had been trained in medicinal herbs in her old clan before she left. She knew how to help Nesoi, even if all of them were scared out of their minds in fear, that only after a few days their small family would be torn apart. Hemera prayed to any of the Eleven to save Nesoi, but ultimately, she knew.
It was the diseases' decision, not any of theirs.
Day three rolls:
Hemera - 18 Nesoi - 1
Eros - 12
Updated the rules a bit because i didnt wanna lose Nesoi to make it more interesting. Also Pinkerton where is my food they gotta fight in the coli some time
[center][size=6][color=#c6890f]Day 4[/color][/size]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/ooTA9Hf.png[/img]
[item=flametail loach]
[size=3]Seafood: 30-40 matches![/size]
[color=#c6890f][s]----[/s]
@Pyrouge[/color]
I only just now realized that Nesoi is, in fact, level 10, so she'll be replaced by a different [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=257239&tab=dragon&did=51934947]Nesoi[/url]. This is fine.
It was a few days after grouping up that the trio knew they needed to find food. So, with Nesoi still weak but getting better, they headed off to hunt.
It went... fine, for the most part. Both Eros and Nesoi had to back out a time or two, exhausted and young and one still sick. But Hemera? She kept fighting, never backed out, stayed strong for her younger companions. And that was that.
Overall, a successful day, with Nesoi seeming a little better than the day before. She would be fine. They would all be fine.
They had to be.
[left][b]Day four rolls:[/b]
Hemera - 6
Nesoi - 20
Eros - 4[/left]
This bottom feeder will inhale nearly everything that fits in its mouth.
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4
Seafood: 30-40 matches! ----
@Pyrouge
I only just now realized that Nesoi is, in fact, level 10, so she'll be replaced by a different Nesoi. This is fine.
It was a few days after grouping up that the trio knew they needed to find food. So, with Nesoi still weak but getting better, they headed off to hunt.
It went... fine, for the most part. Both Eros and Nesoi had to back out a time or two, exhausted and young and one still sick. But Hemera? She kept fighting, never backed out, stayed strong for her younger companions. And that was that.
Overall, a successful day, with Nesoi seeming a little better than the day before. She would be fine. They would all be fine.
They had to be.
Day four rolls:
Hemera - 6
Nesoi - 20
Eros - 4
[center][size=6][color=#c6890f]Day 5[/color][/size]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/ooTA9Hf.png[/img]
[item=clipper chitin]
[size=3]Trinket: Write some lore![/size]
[color=#c6890f][s]----[/s]
@Pyrouge[/color]
After the groups brief hunting adventure, everyone was tired. Nesoi was getting better by the day, though, which certainly helped. It had only been a few days since they all had come together, and Eros was not losing them now.
Despite the fact it had only been a few days with Nesoi, and only two more with Hemera, Eros felt at home. Both of them were older with Hemera acting more like a mother than his actual mother-- not that he had one, of course.
But Nesoi? Something about her reminded him of his sister, and he didn't know how to feel about that. On one hand, his sister was one of the toughest dragons in his previous clan, practically the leader. On the other hand... his sister was one of the toughest dragons in his previous clan, with no time for her only living relative.
But Eros had a good feeling about Nesoi. She had braved the hunting trip, after all, when she had symptoms of the sickness.
She was better than his sister had any right to be.
[left][b]Day five rolls:[/b]
Hemera - 12
Nesoi - 18
Eros - 7
we're gettin' backstories, bois[/left]
After the groups brief hunting adventure, everyone was tired. Nesoi was getting better by the day, though, which certainly helped. It had only been a few days since they all had come together, and Eros was not losing them now.
Despite the fact it had only been a few days with Nesoi, and only two more with Hemera, Eros felt at home. Both of them were older with Hemera acting more like a mother than his actual mother-- not that he had one, of course.
But Nesoi? Something about her reminded him of his sister, and he didn't know how to feel about that. On one hand, his sister was one of the toughest dragons in his previous clan, practically the leader. On the other hand... his sister was one of the toughest dragons in his previous clan, with no time for her only living relative.
But Eros had a good feeling about Nesoi. She had braved the hunting trip, after all, when she had symptoms of the sickness.
She was better than his sister had any right to be.
