Enmural

start: blood / tomato / lavender
the Number's Founder
She is Our Mother
Our Founder
She goes beyond Zero
Beyond Null

It was she who sensed the coming of change within Sornieth days before it happened, when she reappeared out of nowhere...

And that was when We returned.

Enmural for an ancient word meaning Numbers.

1 - Teal / Mist / Jade
2 - Dirt / Grape / Coal
3 - Caribbean / Tan / Rose
4 - Midnight / Bronze / Yellow
5 - Ice / Peacock / Mantis
6 - Auburn / Mauve / Twilight
7 - Ginger / Lemon / Cobalt (ew)
8 - Blush / Steel / Platinum
9 - Spruce / Storm / Mantis
10 - Copper / Amethyst / Pistachio
11 - Aqua / Hickory / Grey
12 - Camo / Bronze / Honey
13 - Spruce / Amber / Mist
14 - Oilslick / Charcoal / Eggplant
15 - Camo / Flaxen / Grey
it is my policy to never scatter over a camo/flaxen combo lol
or so I said but |V that grey is hard to work with
16 - Splash / Latte / Periwinkle (really though)
17 - Beige / Overcast / Maroon
18 - Slate / Coal / Terracotta (faux xxy)
19 - Metals / Peach / Wisteria
20 - Jungle / Camo / Rose (woof)
\ o - o /

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From Helianthus and Passiflora

The odd thing about Helianthus is the warmth that radiates from his pearl. This small little pearlcatcher can always be found lending his Pearl to the newcomers of Istaeoria to help them acclimate to the cold, and seems to be a favorite playmate of Lavandula. The patterns of his wings and mane seem to constantly be shifting, glimmering with the intensity of the burning stars from millions of light-years away.

True to his name, Helianthus always follows the sun, and seems to bring it with him...



From this kid:
'cuz I hatched a primal 8|

"YEAH, NOT LIKE I WANTED A LUFFY FANDRAGON.

start: lapis / oilslick / fuchsia
1 - Sable / Indigo / Metals
2 - grapefruit / peach / berry (this is what we call a fruit bowl dragon)
3 - Peridot / gold / cerulean (why couldn't you be the other way around, cerulean / gold / peridot)
4 - eldritch / ruby / fog
5 - cherry / flint / splash
6 - fire / crocodile / coral
7 - coral / periwinkle / cottoncandy
8 - pearl / pearl / mint

//cries
Me crying
So hard
So hardcore
"

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Passiflora.
She's a small, spunky little friend who never knows when to give up. Her bright colors inspire others into action and with her many eyes she says she sees all and will therefore never miss an opportunity to bring sunshine to the dragons of Istaeoria. It seems her statement holds some truth, as well... She's a new playmate of Lavandula and Helianthus, and it seems nigh impossible for any one dragon to be down when they look upon the three Cherubs of Istaeoria.

start: caribbean / eggplant / tomato
1 - Rust / Grape / Driftwood
2 - Berry / Overcast / Heather
3 - Teal / Jungle / Coal
4 - Antique / Royal / Coral
5 - Green / Blue / Grape
6 - Blue / Orange / Lead
7 - Fern / Oilslick / Camo
8 - Mantis / Soil / Shadow
9 - Rose / Crimson / Moon (why are you female)
10 - Fire / Caribbean / Midnight
11 - Tarnish / Lapis / Banana
Screw me and my inability to stop myself from scattering more
12 - blue / grapefruit / pearl
13 - Heather / Shadow / Soil
14 - olive / shamrock / aqua
15 - sky / saffron / sanguine
16 - sanddollar / avocado / camo
17 - wine / magenta / watermelon (hrk)
18 - shadow / cinnamon / lead
19 - cottoncandy / ruby / emerald
(I'm doing it again)
20 - twilight / denim / fire
21 - gloom / nightshade / avocado
22 - marigold / coral / shadow (why does shadow keep showing up)
23 - tangerine / dirt / robin (dirt like my soul)
24 - crocodile / amber / lavender
25 - ginger / pumpkin / fern
26 - metals / storm / jade
27 - sanddollar / sky / grape
Yep. I've done it again.
I'm lost now.
28 - peacock / bronze / banana
29 - stonewash / fog / coal
30 - cinnamon / purple / overcast (wow I didn't even register this one almost)
31 - cinnamon / moon / fire (cmon)
32 - tangerine / periwinkle / thicket
33 - slate / sable / spruce
34 - Abyss / chartreuse / blush (I actually really love this.) I'm keeping her.

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OG Noveno

start: clay / cinnamon / strawberry

1 - Obsidian / Sable / Antique (wow)

one and done boi

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OG Decimo
It was a festive day, and not long ago the clan celebrated the return of the Istaeorian troupe to the icelands. As such, it was a day when many eggs hatched, and Enmural kept her eyes peeled, in case one showed the signs of being one of the two remaining Numbers.

The time went by, and none showed up.

Two days later, she notices a brilliant light shine through the snow, before she's greeted by a small wildclaw directly to her face. When she pulls the wildclaw away, her eyes widen and her heart pounds in her ears...

"Decimo!" she cries, to which the wildclaw smiles. She was Decimo, the Bearer of the Purest of Light Magic. "Were you born elsewhere, similar to your brother, Noveno?" she asks as she lets the dragon down, to which the wildclaw nods.

"Yes. They were kind people, Mother, but I knew my heart did not belong there... It has been so long..." she says, smiling softly.

"Shall we go meet your new king before we celebrate your arrival?" Enmural asks, gently stroking the wildclaw's head feathers.

"Of course. Let's."

start: cornflower / pear / emerald

1 - Platinum / Orca / Bronze (what is up with these one and dones...)
or so I said but that bronze is impossible to work with ; - ;''''' sorry RNG, please don't hate me
2 - Honey / Splash / Rose (there's the RNG I know |'D)
3 - Raspberry / Saffron / Aqua
4 - Raspberry / Marigold / Olive (what is that, wow)
5 - Blue / Metals / Berry (typical mean rng wow)
6 - Sanddollar / Blue / Nightshade (lol)
7 - Auburn / Cantaloupe / Twilight (aaand this is RNg getting back at me)
8 - Camo / Blue / Grey (lol again)
time to grind for shinies I guess
9 - Brown / Sunshine / Maize (this might work)
nope nvm
10 - Royal / Cerise / Latte
11 - Sunset / Tan / Pumpkin (you really want to be fire huh)
12 - Pearl / Silver / Black (thaaat works okay sure yes)


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OG Onceavo
And so, as we celebrate the new year, I smile at the festivities as they occur. It has been so long since I got here, and it has been nothing but wonderful memories.

I look upon my Numbers, my beautiful children, and smile, although a part of me feels saddened by the fact that there is still one left...

And yet, as though the deities are answering my prayers, Amica, one of the clan’s hatchling caretakers, comes running towards me hurriedly. My eyes widen as he beckons me and I follow...

And there, I see him: a small coatl with burning eyes..

He is Onceavo... The bearer of the purest of Fire Magic.

“He-?” I begin, before the Coatl stops me and looks up at me.

“My heart led me here,” he says. “I was born among the nests of another, but my heart led me here. This is my home, isn’t it... Our home...” He looks around, and I can feel myself wanting to cry.

“It is... It is, indeed, my boy,” I say, bringing a claw to him. “... Welcome back, Onceavo. Let’s go meet your new King... And say hello again to your family...”

The Numbers were complete once again.

Start: Amethyst / Dirt / Honeydew

1 - Strawberry / Cherry / Lapis (talk about rude)
2 - Aqua / Shale / Tomato
3 - Dust / Brick / Amethyst
4 - Navy / Tarnish / Caramel
5 - Banana / Soil / Cherry

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She, who was lost to time, lost to history. She, whom everyone knew and yet didn't know...
She, my other half, she, the one who is me and who I am.

She arrives again, at last, after so long.

We

Are Null.

The arcane storms. (Null 2)

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After many months, the first one after zero arrives: the bearer of the purest of Water magic, Primero. Enmural looks upon the child with an expression difficult to describe, before she turns to the Nulls and bows her head.

"It seems slowly, the Numbers will return to us, my children... Welcome back to Neo Istaeoria, Primero. And prepare yourself to meet your new King." (Primero)

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It had been many-a-year since another Primal appeared in the lands of Istaeoria, and his arrival brought forth the coming of the others. He was Segundo, the bearer of the purest of Nature magic, and a spirit of nature, he who exudes a soft fragrance of lavender wherever he goes.

Enmural smiled softly at the small snapper before she gently caressed his face.
"Let us ensure our Neo Istaeoria can always face the sun."
well. That's a thing.
me: let's hatch egg
Buys nature egg: -egg is gross-
Me buys another egg after exalt egg
Egg:
Me:
Egg:
Me:
Egg:
Me: ... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA

(Segundo)

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The arrival of the purest of Nature Magic seemingly brought forth the news of a newcomer... And so, Tercero, the bearer of the purest of Arcane magic finally arrived. Upon his birth, what could only be described as a smile made its way onto Enmural's maw.

"Welcome to the new age, little one," Enmural says with a short bow. "Shall we take a stroll upon our Neo Istaeoria?" (Tercero)

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And a few months later, the third one after arrives: the bearer of the purest of Ice magic, Cuarto. Enmural welcomes the child with a bow.

"The new age is among us, Cuarto. I hope you are ready to face what the new days have in store for us." (Cuarto)

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And not much later, the fourth arrives: the bearer of the purest of earth magic, Quinto, who seems to have formed quite a strong bond with a normal dragon, Pyrite.

Enmural looks at the earth magic bearer who is seemingly inseparable from this normal dragon with an inquisitive look, but simply exhales and allows it in the end.

"So long as you pursue the righteous act of defending your kingdom, you are free to form whichever bonds you so choose," she says. Quinto simply gives a smile in return. (Quinto)

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A few days later whilst Sornieth is celebrating the day of Love & Friendship, a single egg hatches a presence that can only belong to the bearer of the purest of Lightning Magic: Sexto.

Looking over to the newly-hatched dragon, Enmural perks up at his interesting colors. Tercero slithers over to smile at the small fae and smirks.

"You match the day's theme perfectly," he remarks at the quiet dragon who's busy removing the shells from his scales.

"Welcome to the present," Enmural speaks up at last, removing one final shell from his maw. "Shall we go meet your new King?" (Sexto)

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As the days go on and life moves onwards, Enmural keeps her eyes on the many eggs that hatch in the territory of Istaeoria. It has been some time since the last Number, but considering the large gap between the Nulls and the others, well... Maybe she should not get so impatient.

Not long after that thought runs through her mind, however, she notices out of the corner of her eye a nocturne egg shake and crack. At first she tells herself not to get to excited, but once the shell of the egg scatters to the ground to reveal the dragon within, she perks up.

They bear the purest of Plague magic......

"Septimo," she whispers, and the small nocturne looks up at her, each of his many eyes blinking one after the other. "You have arrived!" she says as she approaches the young nocturne.

"I do not remember having so many eyes..." Septimo says, looking down at his claws as he cleans the final shells from his scales, to which Enmural simply smiles softly.

"Times have changed, my dear Number. Come, accompany me so that I many introduce you to your new King." (Septimo)

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Time has passed, and Enmural keeps watch over the hatchlings of Istaeoria whilst Calemvir is off with the Wasteland Entourage visiting the Plaguelands. They receive occasional letters from the High Alpha, ensuring all is still well, however.

Much time has passed since Septimo had been born, and the previous birth boon of the Numbers had raised her hopes that more would come soon.

But they did not.

She watches, daily, as the eggs hatch, and none have yet born the mark of the purest of magic-bearers, until the Festival Of Light arrived...

As the festivities are well under way, a curious abandoned Wind egg begins to shake once the first pieces of shell fall, Enmural's hopes are immediately raised. My...

The swirling wind aura around their eyes--at long last they are here. The bearer of the purest of Wind Magic: Octavo.

Smiling at the small obelisk--a new breed of dragon that has blessed the land of Sornieth in these recent times--Enmural gives the small dragonlet a gentle pat. "Welcome, little one, to the New Age. Our King is not here at the moment, but once she returns, be sure to introduce yourself, yes?"

Blinking up at the large ridgeback, Octavo grins.

"Of course!" (Octavo)

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So much time has passed, and Enmural watched over the nests as the Istaeorian troupe, which included the High King, were away. Much to her dismay, no Numbers had been born for many months, which made her worry, even though the original time gap had been several years...

But her worries ceased when she notices a strange hatchling approaching through the deep snow. She perks up and quickly runs over to pick them up before the cold engulfs the small hatchling. Stunned, the small nocturne looks up at her and smiles.

This is him... Noveno: The Bearer of the Purest of Light magic.

"I- When-?" Enmural begins, as she hurries back into the lair with the hatchling in tow.

"I... Do not recall but... This is it, isn't it? Our old home?" the nocturne asks, looking up at the large ridgeback through its dripping eyes.

Enmural smiles softly and nods. "Yes... This is our original home. We welcome you back. I'll send a letter at once to let your new king know." (Noveno)

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