[center][item=sinew net][item=warbeast tusk][item=wildwood moss]
[size=7][color=lightblue]The Shoreline[/color][/size][/center]
[right][color=darkblue]A Pinkerlocke Challenge[/color][/right]
Three guardians wash ashore on an uncharted island after a massive storm derails their separate travels. Faced with no choice but to band together against the less than hospitable creatures that call the island home, they must learn to trust one another and face the remains of their past lives in order to survive.
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[item=toridae mythology][item=fluted seashell][item=fisher's companion][/center]
The tusk of a great carnivore. Blood is still present on the edge, meaning that its owner may still be nearby, suffering from some nasty pain..
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Wildwood Moss
Organics
Some moss took a lichen to a tree. (Special thanks meenahray.)
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The Shoreline
A Pinkerlocke Challenge
Three guardians wash ashore on an uncharted island after a massive storm derails their separate travels. Faced with no choice but to band together against the less than hospitable creatures that call the island home, they must learn to trust one another and face the remains of their past lives in order to survive.
Toridae Mythology
Trinkets
Ever heard the one about the Toridae with three riddles? Or the one about the Toridae and the overly large hammer? Neither have we... until now.
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Fluted Seashell
Dragonmade
A satchel full of cleaned-out shells makes a pleasing sound when jostled.
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Fisher's Companion
Trinkets
Ridgeback dragons are known to string hooked feathers along nets and drag them through the water, gathering up hundreds of smaller fish while taking care not to fall in.
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[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Rules[/color][/size]
[item=historical text][/center]
[color=darkblue][b]General Rules[/b][/color]
[LIST]
[*]Dragons taking part are located [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/lair/32201/1741833/1]here[/url], and their lore will be recorded in their bios.
[*]If a dragon faints in the coliseum, they are considered dead and must be removed from the challenge. These dragons will be exalted or sold.
[*]If a dragon reaches level 25, they will remain in the challenge but "retire", and are exempt from all coliseum battles.
[*]All randomized decisions will be made using [url=https://www.random.org/]random.org[/url].
[/LIST]
[color=darkblue][b]Pinkerton Drops[/b][/color]
Food:
Plants: 10-20 matches
Insects: 20-30 matches
Seafood: 30-40 matches
Meat: 40-50 matches
[b]Medium Mode:[/b] Select the venue one tier down from you highest level dragon. You may stay in that venue if your dragons level up, you may stay there the whole day. You cannot refresh the page, you must flee and take the energy loss if your dragons need to regain health.
[b]Materials:[/b] Write and continue the story.
[b]Trinkets:[/b] Create or buy art for the clan.
[b]Familars:[/b] Buy a new dragon using RNG to pick the breed then choose one under 10k.
1. Fae
2. Guardian
3. Mirror
4. Pearlcatcher
5. Ridgeback
6. Tundra
7. Spiral
8. Imperial
9. Snapper
10. Wildclaw
11. Nocturne
12. Coatl
13. Skydancer
14. Bogsneak
15. Gaoler
16. Banescale
[b]Apparel:[/b] Breed two of your dragons. Flip a coin for the hatchlings. Heads=Survived. Tails=Died. Alternatively, give a gene to one of your dragons.
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Battle Items:[/b] Flip a coin.
Heads: DEATH STREAK
Tails: Nothing happens
DEATH STREAK rules: Randomly select three dragons (dragons only in the Pinkerlocke) using a random number generator. Fight in the coliseum using the "food" rules 10 rounds consecutively (ie. you cannot leave that arena), quitting midway if a dragon dies.
[color=darkblue][b]Additional Rules[/b][/color]
[b]Familiar Rule[/b]: Dragons are allowed to have familiars gathered during the challenge. Each dragon's familiar may "die" in place of it (given to Baldwin) in order to save their life. This may only be done once per dragon, and will be noted for each.
[b]Losing:[/b] When all but one dragon dies, one new dragon may be purchased from the AH using familiars rules.
Medium Mode: Select the venue one tier down from you highest level dragon. You may stay in that venue if your dragons level up, you may stay there the whole day. You cannot refresh the page, you must flee and take the energy loss if your dragons need to regain health.
Materials: Write and continue the story.
Trinkets: Create or buy art for the clan.
Familars: Buy a new dragon using RNG to pick the breed then choose one under 10k.
Apparel: Breed two of your dragons. Flip a coin for the hatchlings. Heads=Survived. Tails=Died. Alternatively, give a gene to one of your dragons.
Battle Items: Flip a coin.
Heads: DEATH STREAK
Tails: Nothing happens
DEATH STREAK rules: Randomly select three dragons (dragons only in the Pinkerlocke) using a random number generator. Fight in the coliseum using the "food" rules 10 rounds consecutively (ie. you cannot leave that arena), quitting midway if a dragon dies.
Additional Rules
Familiar Rule: Dragons are allowed to have familiars gathered during the challenge. Each dragon's familiar may "die" in place of it (given to Baldwin) in order to save their life. This may only be done once per dragon, and will be noted for each.
Losing: When all but one dragon dies, one new dragon may be purchased from the AH using familiars rules.
[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Updates[/color][/size]
[item=forgotten poet's tools][/center]
[b]Day 1[/b] - the original trio forms a team and [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=32201&tab=dragon&did=52326293]Malti[/url] takes over as leader.
[b]Day 14[/b] - one of Malti's lost eggs, a hatchling they name [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=32201&did=59506202]Koyane[/url], washes ashore.
[b]Day 20[/b] - The clan meets the cave dwelling spiral, [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=32201&did=59506851]Hari[/url].
[b]Day 29[/b] - A wandering warrior, [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=32201&did=59820706]Nax[/url], joins the clan.
[b]Day 42[/b] - A skeletal nocturne, [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=32201&did=60214623]Omari[/url], washes ashore.
The tough leather of this limb seems more suited to the waves than the winds.
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[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Prologue[/color][/size]
[item=sand][/center]
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[center][b][color=darkblue]MALTI[/color][/b]
[item=cerith shell][/center]
The guardian wakes to the scent of brine and the bitter tang of salt on her tongue. She lifts her head, feeling the world tilt as she does, and lowers it once more. Slowly, she becomes aware of the rest of her body, the aching bruises and salt-stung scrapes littering her legs and sides. Her wings unfurl, mercifully unscathed, and they shake water and sand from themselves as she flaps them cautiously back and forth.
More alert, she raises her head once more, the vertigo fading, allowing her to climb to her feet. Her claws sink into sugar soft sand, clipping against the odd pebble or shell as she begins to make her way along the shore, picking carefully around debris, piles of seaweed and broken branches mostly, remnants of a rough night on the shoreline.
The ocean is deceptively quiet, a brilliant blanket of blue stretching as far as her eyes can see, scarcely a cloud in the sky. A far cry from the black turmoil of the night before, the ferocious storm that sent her crashing into the beach, a desperate effort to escape the howling winds and thunderous surf below her.
In the silence of the storm's passing she looks down the length of the beach, eyes squinting as she catches movement.
There is another dragon up ahead.
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[center][b][color=darkblue]AUDA[/color][/b]
[item=clay][/center]
It's been roughly an hour since the dragon woke among the rocks at the water's edge, wings badly bruised but thankfully not torn. In the time since, she's been sitting on a cleaner stretch of the beach, gingerly spreading her wings over the warm sand. Tilting her cheek in a pile of seaweed, she watches the inhabitants of a tidepool (three crabs, a snail, and one forlorn starfish) shift and move through the water of their small home.
She's taking her current situation in stride, considering. She doesn't know where she is. She's likely a long way away from her initial course, though, just judging from the ferocity of the storm that threw her here to begin with. Though she's unsure of where to go beyond the island, her next step, she decides, is actually further inland.
Beyond the beach is a copse of trees, promising a source of fresh water somewhere within them. Finally paying attention to the parched throbbing of her throat, she gently folds her wings and gets to her feet, intending to head into the treeline.
It's then that she sees another dragon coming toward her.
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[center][b][color=darkblue]IESTYN[/color][/b]
[item=strangling vine][/center]
When the dragon woke this morning, rain was still falling on the beach, obscuring the early light of dawn with heavy grey clouds. Though he was hesitant to move forward without being entirely sure of his surroundings, the weather drove him into the trees, leaving the beach behind him. Beneath the dense foliage, he found respite from the rain, soothed by the heady scent of vegetation.
Now he sits in the safety of a massive tree's gnarled roots, listening to the sounds of the jungle around him. The chirp of birds and occasional shriek of a larger animal doesn't suggest there's danger in the immediate area, not for a dragon of his size, but that doesn't mean he can be complacent. He's seen tracks in the muddy forest floor, ones that belong to beasts large enough and smart enough to be a threat if provoked. Or perhaps without provocation at all.
On edge as he is, he spins sharply at the sound of large feet padding toward him, wings spreading in a threatening display, only to droop in surprise as two dragons make their way closer, one hissing in amusement, the other flashing her own wings in a bright greeting.
Some dragons ingest sand to soothe upset stomach, others build castles with it.
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MALTI
Cerith Shell
Organics
A natural treasure and a foundation piece for any hatchling's hoard.
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The guardian wakes to the scent of brine and the bitter tang of salt on her tongue. She lifts her head, feeling the world tilt as she does, and lowers it once more. Slowly, she becomes aware of the rest of her body, the aching bruises and salt-stung scrapes littering her legs and sides. Her wings unfurl, mercifully unscathed, and they shake water and sand from themselves as she flaps them cautiously back and forth.
More alert, she raises her head once more, the vertigo fading, allowing her to climb to her feet. Her claws sink into sugar soft sand, clipping against the odd pebble or shell as she begins to make her way along the shore, picking carefully around debris, piles of seaweed and broken branches mostly, remnants of a rough night on the shoreline.
The ocean is deceptively quiet, a brilliant blanket of blue stretching as far as her eyes can see, scarcely a cloud in the sky. A far cry from the black turmoil of the night before, the ferocious storm that sent her crashing into the beach, a desperate effort to escape the howling winds and thunderous surf below her.
In the silence of the storm's passing she looks down the length of the beach, eyes squinting as she catches movement.
There is another dragon up ahead.
AUDA
Clay
Minerals & Ores
Clay is used in making bricks, pottery, and reinforcing dens. On occasion, dragons will ingest clay to soothe upset stomachs.
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It's been roughly an hour since the dragon woke among the rocks at the water's edge, wings badly bruised but thankfully not torn. In the time since, she's been sitting on a cleaner stretch of the beach, gingerly spreading her wings over the warm sand. Tilting her cheek in a pile of seaweed, she watches the inhabitants of a tidepool (three crabs, a snail, and one forlorn starfish) shift and move through the water of their small home.
She's taking her current situation in stride, considering. She doesn't know where she is. She's likely a long way away from her initial course, though, just judging from the ferocity of the storm that threw her here to begin with. Though she's unsure of where to go beyond the island, her next step, she decides, is actually further inland.
Beyond the beach is a copse of trees, promising a source of fresh water somewhere within them. Finally paying attention to the parched throbbing of her throat, she gently folds her wings and gets to her feet, intending to head into the treeline.
It's then that she sees another dragon coming toward her.
IESTYN
Strangling Vine
Organics
Moving through a patch of these vines is a slow process.
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When the dragon woke this morning, rain was still falling on the beach, obscuring the early light of dawn with heavy grey clouds. Though he was hesitant to move forward without being entirely sure of his surroundings, the weather drove him into the trees, leaving the beach behind him. Beneath the dense foliage, he found respite from the rain, soothed by the heady scent of vegetation.
Now he sits in the safety of a massive tree's gnarled roots, listening to the sounds of the jungle around him. The chirp of birds and occasional shriek of a larger animal doesn't suggest there's danger in the immediate area, not for a dragon of his size, but that doesn't mean he can be complacent. He's seen tracks in the muddy forest floor, ones that belong to beasts large enough and smart enough to be a threat if provoked. Or perhaps without provocation at all.
On edge as he is, he spins sharply at the sound of large feet padding toward him, wings spreading in a threatening display, only to droop in surprise as two dragons make their way closer, one hissing in amusement, the other flashing her own wings in a bright greeting.
