Quests & Challenges

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/hp56gdizp19uqry/plaguetop.png[/img][/center] [columns][nextcol][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/n57uhsz96zee5mk/plaguel.png[/img][color=transparent]...........................[/color][nextcol][center][size=6][color=#BF0303][b]» Prologue «[/b][/color][/size][color=transparent]..........................[/color][/center][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/c4m9i4zeyzsml3r/plaguer.png[/img][/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]https://i.imgur.com/Yv4Esre.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QPYohLp.png[/img][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=83183628][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img][/url][img]https://i.imgur.com/iyTDSIw.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/hAV8Yu8.png[/img][nextcol]A head would shoot up from the thick fog, the spiral looking around almost as if startled. She hoped to figure out where she was, to remember how she came here...but no luck. The Spiral wondered if investigating this unknown place would be a good idea or her downfall...and yet, something in the back of her mind told her that staying idle wouldn't be wise. Luckily (?) for her, as she moved almost blindly through the fog, she would soon crash into something...or someone...[/columns] [columns][img]https://i.imgur.com/Yv4Esre.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QPYohLp.png[/img][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=82377486][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img][/url][img]https://i.imgur.com/iyTDSIw.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/hAV8Yu8.png[/img][nextcol]A hiss would leave her lips at the sudden collision of the smaller dragon. Confused and unsure of her surrounding, the mirror was quick to move and pin down the spiral, fangs bared [i]"Who are you? Where am I? Did you bring me here?"[/i] The words were hard to tell apart from hiss, something in the back of her head told her that the spiral was no enemy, but she felt wary of trusting a gut feeling so blindly...especially when her memories were so foggy...[/columns] [columns][img]https://i.imgur.com/Yv4Esre.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QPYohLp.png[/img][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=81597235][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][/url][img]https://i.imgur.com/iyTDSIw.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/hAV8Yu8.png[/img][nextcol]Heavy stomping only a couple inches from the two dragons would make them freeze, looking at the narrowed eyes of the Obelisk that came out from the fog without previous warning, a deep rumbling voice greeting them...commanding... [i]"Enough! Based on your little quarrel, I'm guessing neither of you knows how we got here as well...fighting won't help, and as strange as this might sound...part of me feels that our meeting today was no coincidence"[/i][/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [center]As the dragons tried to make heads or tails of their foggy past and where were they, they would eventually find out each of them held a tiny piece of paper, torn in three, when put together would read... [i]“To: Sirel, Argai and Thicket Fight to survive, learn to thrive. If luck shines upon you, perhaps one day, we’ll meet again”[/i] The three dragons recognized their names, but nothing more...looking at each other with confused glances. It seemed like they were allies from now on as they tried to figure out how to survive in this awful place[/center] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/pcdper929atye3v/plaguebottom.png[/img][/center]

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/hp56gdizp19uqry/plaguetop.png[/img][/center] [columns][nextcol][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/n57uhsz96zee5mk/plaguel.png[/img][color=transparent]................................[/color][nextcol][center][size=6][color=#BF0303][b]» Log 1 «[/b][/color][/size][color=transparent]................................[/color][/center][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/c4m9i4zeyzsml3r/plaguer.png[/img][/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol]How long have they walked for? Time seemed to lose meaning in this mysterious place, and they couldn't tell for sure they hadn't been going in circles as the fog was so thick they had to stick within touch distance of each other just to make sure they wouldn't get separated and lost, even the idea of trying to fly up and out of the fog was quickly dismissed...and yet none dared to say a thing nor stop to take breaks...in their gut, they knew that if they did they wouldn't see another morning. After what felt like forever, they would break through the fog, finding a cave that seemed to have been inhabited at one point or another...but based on the debris and scents, whoever lived here once was long gone. The fog seemed to stop a couple of feet away from the cave entrance, it felt...oddly safe-ish. Better than braving the strange fog and whatever might lurk in it during the night anyways. And so, using the debris, they quickly put together a small barricade as they moved into what would be their new home for the time being...while not a luxurious place by any means, it at least had enough space to house them comfortably and several rooms that, once cleaned, could prove to become lairs for each of them. ]In the main room, a large weathered yet perfectly usable cauldron rested on its side, Thicket quickly moved towards it and put special care to clean it...for some reason, he knew that in the future, it would become important...and somehow, he knew exactly how to use it.[/columns] ------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------ [center][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/static/layout/baldwin/cauldron_loading.gif[/img] [size=5][b][font=papyrus]The Dragons can now melt down items to get transmutation ingredients using the cauldron[/font][/b][/size][/center] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [center][img]https://www.flightrising.com/html5/coliseum/images/venue/training_fields/_thumbnail.png[/img] After cleaning out the cave they would now call home, they knew they would need to find food and supplies should they want to survive...their wings carried them as if they knew the way better than their owners, and within minutes, the fog once more parted to show some green fields... [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"You know, maybe we could move in here, it's a lot nicer and probably safer than-"[/i][/columns] And just like that, the onslaught began. Creatures heavily corrupted by a force unknown, eyes unfocused and maddened beyond repair would attack the dragons, forcing them into the defense, and immediately making them realize that no, this place was not safe enough to build a home... [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"They may be mad, but they smell just fine...prey? Prey! We need food and this is the best we have! And some are carrying interesting items on them! Don't get picky! But to take anything back we need to down them first!"[/i][/columns] Much to the surprise of the dragons, though, as they fought on, some of the creatures they encountered were not only not insane but were even friendly...something that if it wasn't for Thicket stopping Argai before she could hunt them down they probably would've never found out. By the time they returned, they not only had the supplies they were looking for but also some new allies that decided to escape the seemingly cursed plains with them...much to the Mirror's annoyance... [size=5][font=lucida handwriting][b][u]Notable Drops[/u][/b][/font][/size] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Apparel[/b][/font] [item=Green Lace Tail Ornament][item=Teardrop Citrine Tail Ring][item=Winterwatcher's Arctic Goggles] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Specialty[/b][/font] [item=Vista: Training Fields II] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Familiars[/b][/font] [item=Emerald Webwing][item=Coral Carpenter][item=Primrose Mith][item=Brown-Spotted Mith][item=Frosted Pocketmouse][item=Ragepuff][item=Silky Webwing][item=Bluelight Chipskink] +Repeats ------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------ [img]https://www.flightrising.com/html5/coliseum/images/venue/woodland_border/_thumbnail.png[/img] Call it recklessness, call it curiosity, call it anything you desire, but the group of dragons decided to push further and in their travels they came across a wooded area not far from the fields...the positioning made no sense, they felt like they should be so far apart from each other, yet they were so close...it didn't felt natural. The creatures in this area were far stronger than the last, yet the same pattern as before repeated itself. However, after some time...things started to change... [columns] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol]Put a paw before the two other dragons, preventing them from going forward, eyes narrowing as he looked around carefully [i]"Hold on...something is not right...I have a bad feeling about this..."[/i][/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"The fog! The fog! Is closing in! Not Safe! Not Safe! Retreat! Retreat! Ruuuuuun!!!!"[/i] And like that, the spiral rushed away, the familiars guiding her way back to their cave, to safety[/columns] The other two dragons didn't need to be told twice, they too noticed the same as their serpentine friend and made hast to leave the area after her. Something in the back of their head told them that sooner or later they would need to return...but for now, it was no longer safe... [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img][nextcol]Argai's voice drops to barely a whisper, a whisper only Thicket would be able to hear [i]"The familiars...they noticed it first. There were eyes in the fog, we were being watched, and whatever that was, they fear it..."[/i][/columns] [size=5][font=lucida handwriting][b][u]Notable Drops[/u][/b][/font][/size] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Apparel[/b][/font] [item=Date Plumed Anklets] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Specialty[/b][/font] [item=Scene: Woodland Path][item=Primary Gene: Python (Aether)] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Familiars[/b][/font] [item=Clown Charger][item=Winter Glade Lord] +Repeats ------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------ [size=5][b][font=papyrus]Sirel, Argai and Thicket have reached Level Cap for the current Clan Stage[/font][/b][/size][/center] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img][nextcol]The Spiral was curled up on herself, too still...too quiet... [i]"I don't like it here...I want to go back home...but...where is home? Do we have a home?"[/i][/columns] [columns] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol]With a sigh, the Obelisk would sit next to her, pulling her closer with a paw in a comforting manner [i]"I wish I had an answer for you...but while I agree, we both know just as much as the other does. Someday, though...someday we will find home...or make our own."[/i][/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img][nextcol]As the shed conversation continued, and comforting motions turned into playful ones, the mirror would narrow her eyes and huff, moving out of the room and ensuring the familiars would do the same, giving the two some privacy...she didn't need to see what happened after to know how this would end. For some reason, she knew...she just knew...[/columns] ------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------ [center][img]https://flightrising.com/images/nests/2/3healthy_0dead.png[/img] [size=5][b][font=papyrus]Sirel and Thicket have 3 new eggs![/font][/b][/size][/center] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/pcdper929atye3v/plaguebottom.png[/img][/center]

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/hp56gdizp19uqry/plaguetop.png[/img][/center] [columns][nextcol][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/n57uhsz96zee5mk/plaguel.png[/img][color=transparent]................................[/color][nextcol][center][size=6][color=#BF0303][b]» Log 2 «[/b][/color][/size][color=transparent]................................[/color][/center][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/c4m9i4zeyzsml3r/plaguer.png[/img][/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol]When the dragons woke, they would find some notes right outside their den, nailed to the ground through what seemed to be some kind of fang...or splintered bone...each one, with the exact same handwriting that came from the mysterious ripped note they found on their first day, with odd quests written on them. That's not where the surprise would end, though, as they would find out that the familiars had somehow started to give life back to the outside of the cave they found shelter in, expanding the territory that the fog refused to roll into and giving new life to the area... They looked at the familiars, then at the quests...after some time of contemplation, they nodded at each other before preparing to leave...[/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [center][img]https://www.flightrising.com/html5/coliseum/images/venue/training_fields/_thumbnail.png[/img] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"Do you have any idea of how they made it? The...uh..."[/i][/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"Fixing of the territory? Nope! But it's neat, uh?"[/i][/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"Guess it is...I only wish I could speak their language to ask them directly..."[/i][/columns] As the dragons talked, they would continue their travels through the strange fields, looking for the still sane familiars the list on their claws claimed they had yet to find...as well as some apparel pieces for...some reason? Was this some kind of joke? [size=5][font=lucida handwriting][b][u]Notable Drops[/u][/b][/font][/size] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Apparel[/b][/font] [item=Green Lace Anklet] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Familiars[/b][/font] [item=Bumble][item=Mith Bruiser][item=Satin Pocketmouse][item=Sweetpuff] +Repeats [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/pcdper929atye3v/plaguebottom.png[/img][/center]

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/hp56gdizp19uqry/plaguetop.png[/img][/center] [columns][nextcol][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/n57uhsz96zee5mk/plaguel.png[/img][color=transparent]................................[/color][nextcol][center][size=6][color=#BF0303][b]» Log 3 «[/b][/color][/size][color=transparent]................................[/color][/center][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/c4m9i4zeyzsml3r/plaguer.png[/img][/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol]Days have gone by since the arrival of the dragons to these cursed territories. What at first seemed to be an unhospitable land has slowly started o become home as they expand their lair and everything inside. And as the fog slowly recedes due to the efforts of their slowly growing number of familiars, more suitable lairs have started to be uncovered, as well as a nice, cold underground cave void of visible infection where they have started to store food and other potential perishables, preventing their decay. The three dragons are managing to slowly yet surely adapt to the ups and downs of the world that surrounds them, and it's best they did so as quickly as they managed, because one of the downsides of their slow expansion and prosperity, is that now they are turning eyes their way...[/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [center][img]https://www.flightrising.com/html5/coliseum/images/venue/training_fields/_thumbnail.png[/img] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img][nextcol]The mirror would usher some of the newly gathered familiars into the newly constructed pen they had made for those that showed no signs of sentience...not like she could complain, as this finally kept them away from bothering them as they slept, or piling on them as if it was some kind of annoying game [i]"Thicket! Your zoom-noodle got into the apparel again!"[/i][/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"Sirel, careful with those...you know that they are not easy to come by"[/i] As the Mirror handles the more animalistic familiars, the Obelisk tried to make those that showed signs of sentience welcomed, showing them around and trying his best to communicate with them...he couldn't tell for sure if his words were understood by them, but so far, they seemed to at least catch the basics of what he was trying to tell them[/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"But they are so PRETTY!!!"[/i] A happy chuckle leaves her lips as she raises some apparel pieces with both hands, causing an eye-roll from the Mirror, and a chuckle from the Obelisk[/columns] [size=5][font=lucida handwriting][b][u]Notable Drops[/u][/b][/font][/size] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Apparel[/b][/font] [item=Copper Steampunk Scarf][item=Pauper's Brown Fez][item=Teardrop Pearl Ring][item=Teardrop Citrine Anklet][item=Green Lace Waist Frill][item=Green Lace Waist Frill][item=Nebula Starsilk Shawl] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Skins[/b][/font] [item=Accent: Bluelight Chipskink] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Specialty[/b][/font] [item=Secondary Gene: Sugarplum (Banescale)][item=Scene: Training Fields][item=Primary Gene: Diamond (Aberration)] [font=lucida handwriting][b]Familiars[/b][/font] [item=Luna Mith][item=Glowing Pocket Mouse][item=Amaranth Moth][item=Ember Mouse][item=Ruby Webwing][item=Dark-Tufted Sparrowmouse][item=Ceanothus Brawler][item=Webwing Alpha] +Repeats [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] The sound of tiny muffled chirps and cracking would make the trio and some familiars rush into the den, surrounding the nest with expectation as the eggs resting there would soon reveal the little dragons inside, ready to be welcomed into these cursed lands... [columns][img]https://i.imgur.com/Yv4Esre.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QPYohLp.png[/img][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=85667048][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/856671/85667048p.png[/img][/url][img]https://i.imgur.com/iyTDSIw.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/hAV8Yu8.png[/img][nextcol]The first egg would almost burst open as an energetic, chirping little spiral basically jumped out of it, making a mess all around him. After looking around for a bit, he would start to look around with great curiosity, forcing the adult dragons to keep him from leaving the nest...much to the little one's very vocal displeasure[/columns] [columns][img]https://i.imgur.com/Yv4Esre.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QPYohLp.png[/img][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=85667049][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/856671/85667049p.png[/img][/url][img]https://i.imgur.com/iyTDSIw.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/hAV8Yu8.png[/img][nextcol]A head was not the first thing to come out from this egg, but a set of four paws...the small hatchling inside would try to walk before even being fully out, only to slip on the mess left behind by its sibling and roll forward, ending up in an upside down turtle situation of sorts, flailing her paws as small distressed meowls came from the inside of the shell[/columns] [columns][img]https://i.imgur.com/Yv4Esre.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QPYohLp.png[/img][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=85667050][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/856671/85667050p.png[/img][/url][img]https://i.imgur.com/iyTDSIw.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/hAV8Yu8.png[/img][nextcol]A small head would eventually peek out from the egg with a small [i]"Peep"[/i] sound, looking around for a bit in a shy way before noticing her flailing sibling. Without much thought, she would basically slither out much like a snake would, sniffing the egg before using it's tiny needle-like teeth to help the newborn Obelisk free herself from the shell completely[/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/pcdper929atye3v/plaguebottom.png[/img][/center]

[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/hp56gdizp19uqry/plaguetop.png[/img][/center] [columns][nextcol][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/n57uhsz96zee5mk/plaguel.png[/img][color=transparent]................................[/color][nextcol][center][size=6][color=#BF0303][b]» Log 4 «[/b][/color][/size][color=transparent]................................[/color][/center][nextcol][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/c4m9i4zeyzsml3r/plaguer.png[/img][/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [center][item=Magi Casting Rod] [b]Pinkerton = Trinket >>> Art Time!!![/b][/center] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"Ah, there you are, Enya, we were worried about- Did you just paint all over the wall?"[/i] [/columns][columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/856671/85667049p.png[/img][nextcol]A happy mewl would be the answer received by the older Obelisk as he stared at the work of art made by the hatchling against the stone walls that acted as an improvised canvas, full of happiness and pride[/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol]Thicket would stare...and stare...and stare some more, part of him wanted to congratulate the talent of his daughter, the other scold her for using their home as canvas...in the end, he lets out a deep sigh and smiles down at the hatchling [i]"It's really good, but you can't paint here...however, if you are willing to wait, I'll...figure something out, ok?"[/i] [/columns] Father and daughter would leave the area between mewls and laughter...the new drawing left behind to be discovered by the rest of the dragons not long after... [center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1099285788312748033/1099285897188479147/The_First_Three.png[/img][/center] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [center][item=Lumen Wiring] [b]Pinkerton = Material >>> Writting Time!!![/b][/center] ------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------ [center][size=5][b][font=papyrus]Missed an update due to busy times + how long the drawing took, but I did take the Pinkerton Draw, so I'll put two in one![/font][/b][/size][/center] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"Thicket! Sirel! Put the hatchlings in a safe zone and come to meet me outside, no time to explain!"[/i] The Mirrow would basically yell, but wouldn't give any chances for anyone to reply before slithering away...[/columns] Both dragons looked at each other in confusion, but would do as the mirror commanded. She rarely showed any emotion beyond her stoic mask and occasional sneer and snarl...but this time...this time she seemed worried...so this was serious. By the time the two of them would leave the den after putting the hatchlings in their room with some familiars to keep them entertained, they would come out, only for their jaws to drop when they noticed what the Mirror had under her claws. [center][item= Unhatched Bogsneak Egg][/center] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/831837/83183628p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"EGGY!!!"[/i] The spiral would rush forward to basically wrap herself in a protective and adoring way around the strange green egg, to wich the Mirror didn't complain, letting the egg in the care of the spiral before approaching the Obelisk[/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/815973/81597235p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"H-How...and where? This egg is not like any-"[/i] His questioning was cut short as a parchment was shoved into his chest by the Argai[/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/823775/82377486p.png[/img][nextcol][i]"This came with it, none was around when I found it...and believe me, I searched...carefully. I was right...we are being watched..."[/i][/columns] All three dragons would gather around the note, Sirel still full-body-hugging the strange egg... [center]“If you are reading this, it means your first nest hatched with two or more eggs! Congratulations! The place where you live now is unforgiving in more than one way, and things will only get harder from now on, as a growing clan might draw unwanted attention, and even if none of the dangerous creatures lurking in the fog approach you, the diseases they carry might. You all should be ready to fight those without noticing, but unhatched eggs might not be as lucky. You will need to learn to adapt and overcome this obstacle in time. Alongside this letter, I’ll send a Bogsneak egg I brewed myself. It should be ready to hatch at any moment, so keep an eye out! Hopefully, it didn’t hatch before arriving to you, that would be...unfortunate. This is a new start for you guys, take it! I know it’s hard right now, but it will get better, trust me on this one, ok? You will soon get a visit, a Traveling Merchant! Not only they will give you the option to trade, buy and sell goods, but hand you new quests! I’m not sending you all in a crazy senseless chase, all these quests are imperative for your survival, believe it or not. If you read their descriptions, you’ll see why. I’ll give the Merchant items every week before he visits you, and if you complete any of those quests, he’ll give you what I sent as a reward, all those items will fit your current situation and help you survive. You can also ask to see the minor quests, which my clan will send to you as…kinda like hiring you to run errands of sorts, and they will reward you with items, apparel, money…that’s out of my jurisdiction, to be honest, as I’m not the one giving them to you. You’ll be able to see the name of the quest givers at the bottom for those! I hope to talk to you later, please keep being careful, and remember, the trading merchant will help you get items that would be very hard to near impossible to get for any of you otherwise, so please, don’t let this chance get away. -:)”[/center] All the dragons would look at each other with confused glances for a second or two...this was strange yet none of them felt surprised for reasons currently unknown to them...as if they knew this was going to happen...somehow. And yet, they had no time to ponder about this before the egg on Sirel's claws started to crack... ------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------ [center][size=5][b][font=papyrus]The Clan has reached Stage 1![/font][/b][/size][/center] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/s3jzrny53dz7pnh/plaguemid.png[/img][/center] [columns][img]https://i.imgur.com/Yv4Esre.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QPYohLp.png[/img][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=85667402][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/856675/85667402p.png[/img][/url][img]https://i.imgur.com/iyTDSIw.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/hAV8Yu8.png[/img][nextcol]The odd egg would break and crack for a while before finally, a tiny bogsneak would peek her head out, wide eyes looking at all the dragons around her before letting out a mix of a hiss and a long high-pitched gurgly sound...but not out of fear or even to appear menacing...it was more like some kind of happy greeting...albeit an odd one...[/columns] [center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/pcdper929atye3v/plaguebottom.png[/img][/center]