Nightfear

Dragons are taking a relaxing bath in the big pool. Imperials, Tundras, Spirals, all with a towel on thier heads. Steam rises lazily, curling in the slight breeze coming from the ventilation shafts. You look around, at this picture of relaxation and suddenly -

"Hello", says a strange dark blue Spiral, sitting next to you at the pool. When did he get here and who is he, anyway?!
"Call me Nightfear", he says. That is not his real Name, right? It sounds more like a title. What kind of title is that?

He is a thief, but in polite society he calls himself a scavenger. He stole himself into our lair, the sly Noodle. He is rumored to run a shady pub called "The LaughingSpiral" somewhere outside the lairgrounds. From there he supposedly runs a criminal network. And now he has chosen to live here. Because every lair needs a criminal element, right? Right? Help!

Hatchlings are told to stay away from him, but that only makes them more curious. He is very good with them and likes telling them stories. But those are usally a bit scary, even if they are fun and full of adventures.

He does contribute to the hoard, but you better not ask where he got those things from.



{Melody from the Dayman song, originally from the show It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, in this version from the Maodka AMV}





"Hello there, pretty. Out and about all alone? What a shame that is", said the Spiral suddenly appearing out of nowhere. The Coatl gave him a look of disdain.

"Don't be like that, pretty. I just saw you and had to make your aquintence. Where are you off to at this time of the night? It's the hour of thiefs and all kinds of dangerous folk and you're glowing so brightly in the dark you can be seen from miles away."

"That is in no way your concern", answered the Coatl and walked on.

"Now, now, pretty, no reason to be offended. You see I might be a bit of a shady character, but I wouldn't want for anyone to get mixed up with things they don't know about.", continued the Spiral and followed him.

"And how can you tell I don't know about these things?", asked the Coatl coldly.

"Really now, pretty, you have to ask? Have you seen yourself? These are not coulours you go maraudering with at night."

"Funny that you of all people should say that."

"I know how not to be seen. And the importance of not to be seen. There was a time when people were blown up when seen. You wouldn't want that to happen to you, now would you, pretty?"

"Will you stopp calling me that!", snapped the Coatl.

"Stopp calling you pretty, pretty. Just calling it as I see it."

"It's offensive, stopp it"

"Well, what am I supposed to call you, then?"

"Call me Nightshade"

The Spiral looked at him for a moment, then he burst out laughing. A laughing Spiral is a thing to behold. Sometimes they laugh like normal people, all giggles, moving mough and chest, quivering wings. Sometimes their whole bodys shake, quiver and wriggle, either still in the air or even on the ground. This Spiral did just that, wriggle on the ground laughing.
The Coatl called Nightshade was not amused.
"What is so funny?", he snapped.

"It's just", the Spiral swallowed a few last laughs, then launched himself back up, "such a coincidence. I'm called Nightfear."

Nightshade blinked. His toung darted out nervously.
"Oh", ha said and blinked again, "that is a coincidence."

Where had he heared that name before?
"Well, Nightshade, since we are name buddys and you seem to be up to no good even though not in an appropriate getup and lacking the skills to compensate for it, let me assist you with whatever you are planning."

Nightshade narrowed his eyes. "And what would you get out of it?", he asked.

"Oh, nothing much, just your lovely company. And a prmise for a shared drink after all is said and done. I know a great pub"

Nightshade looked Nightfear over agian. Oh, whyever not. They were name buddys after all.
"Okay then", said Nightshade to Nightfear. A beautiful relationship of a still undetermined nature was born.