@Newtinmpls
So I hear you like yellow dragons... and he's not from an official lineage, but he is part of a failed legacy, lore-wise...
"Oasis had been hatched in a bed of fluffy fungus and only the softest of infection-laden silt. The temperature and humidity had been kept just right, and the eggs hadn’t had less than two sets of eyes keeping watch over them at all times. The clan had done everything just right to ensure the highest chance of even the most picky of pathogens to take root. However, when the eggs hatched and only clear, normal-looking eyes peered out from the shells, the pampering quickly stopped.
With both of the parents bearing the marks of the Plaguebringer’s Blessing across their faces, the entire clan had hoped that careful tending would encourage the coveted pathogen to pass from parent to child. Oasis would be the first of many disappointments in this regard.
However, despite the clan’s ambivalence, his mother still loved him very much. She named him for the sand and water that his muted colors reminded her of, and for the hope that he would somehow serve as a proverbial bright spot in an otherwise bleak landscape–whatever that meant.
He didn’t feel as though he would find this destiny in a clan that only saw him as another mouth to feed, without the special blessing that both his parents had been born with, so he headed for the horizon as soon as he was old enough to do so."
So I hear you like yellow dragons... and he's not from an official lineage, but he is part of a failed legacy, lore-wise...
"Oasis had been hatched in a bed of fluffy fungus and only the softest of infection-laden silt. The temperature and humidity had been kept just right, and the eggs hadn’t had less than two sets of eyes keeping watch over them at all times. The clan had done everything just right to ensure the highest chance of even the most picky of pathogens to take root. However, when the eggs hatched and only clear, normal-looking eyes peered out from the shells, the pampering quickly stopped.
With both of the parents bearing the marks of the Plaguebringer’s Blessing across their faces, the entire clan had hoped that careful tending would encourage the coveted pathogen to pass from parent to child. Oasis would be the first of many disappointments in this regard.
However, despite the clan’s ambivalence, his mother still loved him very much. She named him for the sand and water that his muted colors reminded her of, and for the hope that he would somehow serve as a proverbial bright spot in an otherwise bleak landscape–whatever that meant.
He didn’t feel as though he would find this destiny in a clan that only saw him as another mouth to feed, without the special blessing that both his parents had been born with, so he headed for the horizon as soon as he was old enough to do so."
_
It's been eleven years and I still don't have a signature...
It's been eleven years and I still don't have a signature...
