Azelle

There was this one night that Quan, Ishtar and I were out. We were roaming about in the Ashfall Waste. It was pretty dark, but the glow of the embers and distant lava was enough to keep us from walking into a tree. Quan was walking along, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw this little cave and a strange noise coming from it. The three of us went over to check it out. Carefully, of course. We had no idea what was going on over there. Ishtar flew up and look down into the cave to find… five hatchlings. Four girls and one boy, all different colors and clearly not related except for two.

These five hatchlings were crying, didn’t seem to have any food or water, and probably shouldn’t be kept in a little hole with barely any cover in the middle of the night alone. Hatchlings can be surprisingly capable of defending themselves, but this was the Ashfall Waste after all. I just… I couldn’t help myself. Those poor hatchlings had to be saved. I swooped down into the cave, and grabbed as many as I could, and passed the others to Quan. They looked so happy to be taken away from that evil place.

Nils and Geitz worked on some scrys for the newfound cuties. Although we were able to establish their parents, we couldn’t figure out their location with out small little machine. So, we have them some names, they had none, and adopted them into our clan. Zetta, Azelle, Verdant, Netsky, and Quark… I love you. You were a joy to raise. I'm sorry I never told you how we found you.