Quests & Challenges

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Thirty-nine[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Food - Insect [/i][/center] [center][item=false leaf][/center] [b]Venue:[/b] Blooming Grove 30/30 battles fought

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Forty[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Food - Seafood [/i][/center] [center][item=seabed pincher][/center] [b]Venue:[/b] Blooming Grove 40/40 battles fought [b]Koyane[/b] reached level 13. [b]Hari[/b] reached level 13. [b]Hari and Koyane[/b] leave the Blooming Grove behind.

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Forty-one[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Trinket[/i][/center] [center][item=crocheted tadhop hat][/center] [center] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/4ca35e10304ce7cd3aad22679611db27/911fc62271322cf0-3c/s540x810/afe15c2f3c7d839b5d00309657b625b46cd611f6.png[/img] [b]Classic MLP style Koyane[/b] by [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=userpage&id=416881]medipanda[/url] [emoji=guardian love size=1][/center]

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Forty-two[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Familiar [/i][/center] [center][item=zalis][/center] [b]RNG:[/b] 11 - nocturne [center][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=60214623] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/602147/60214623_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] "And that's that! Beautiful!" Hari croons, running her claws gently over the lever mechanism on one of Iestyn's latest traps. She's outfitted it with a heavy piece of moss agate pendulum, adding a certain level of charm to the otherwise utilitarian device. She looks up at him with a brilliant smile, finding a small one of his own waiting for her in return. "Certainly an improvement," he agrees, shuffling his wings. "I should get the rest of these traps set out...do you want to join me?" She bobs her head in a nod, sweeping the rest of her assorted rocks into a bag at her side. "Of course, of course, I'd love to- oh...what's that over there?" She nods in the direction of the shoreline. A small, dark figure shuffles out of the waves, stumbling into the sand. The two dragons share a glance, and in the next moment Hari is looped into Iestyn's wings as he hurries toward the surf. A nocturne flaps her wings frantically, coughing up sea water. She raises bright, arcane eyes to meet theirs, croaking and dribbling water down her chin. "We need to get her to Koyane," Hari decides immediately, slithering down Iestyn's neck to press reassuring claws onto the nocturne's back, "He'll have a better idea of how to help her." The nocturne looks between them, bewildered, and Iestyn offers a reassuring ruffle of his wings. "We're here to help," he says quietly. She looks back and forth once more, then nods, lowering her head to the sand, eyes closing. "Quickly," Iestyn says, pressing his chin to the sand so that Hari can help him raise the nocturne up onto his back.

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Forty-three[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Material [/i][/center] [center][item=black wolf pelt][/center] [center][color=darkblue][b]HARI[/b][/color] [item=fulgurite][/center] Rain pelts the sand as Hari hops from tidepool to tidepool, watching the blackened sky and the jagged bolts of lightning streaking across the sky. Back home, and it is home now, isn't it, Koyane, aided by Auda and a watchful Malti, is tending to their newest arrival, the nocturne Omari, but Hari has a most pressing task, one that she won't give up, even if she's no longer living in hermitage. She shelters under a familiar rock ledge, eyes bright as she listens to the clap of thunder, shuffling her drenched wings to get more comfortable in her hiding place. Her body fizzes with an excitement as electric as the bright lights crackling in the sky, and she's so caught up in the show the storm puts on that she misses the light footsteps of a trained hunter. "Hari?" She jumps, banging her head on the rock above her and hissing in surprise. "Oh! Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I-" "Iestyn! It's okay, it's okay. What are you doing all the way out here during a storm though? You're getting soaking wet," she points out in an attempt at Malti's sternness, which she fails miserably. Iestyn gives her a pointed look. Water drips off of her snout. Okay, fair. "I'm here on important business. Collecting," she elaborates. The expression on his face suggests she wasn't as forthcoming as she attempted. "The lightning," she tries again, "When it hits the sand, it makes glass. Fulgurite. I always come out to watch the storms, see if any hits. You know, for my collection." "Aren't you afraid you're going to get hit?" he asks, looking toward the sea as another boom of thunder sounds. "Oh no. First of all, I'm under my rocks. Second of all, spirals are very slippery. I'm harder to hit than you'd think." Iestyn doesn't look like he entirely buys her logic, but after a long moment in which she gets distracted by the rain dribbling off of his horns and into his beard, he heaves a sigh and nudges her over with his head. She squeaks in confusion, scrambling over as he wedges himself up under the rocks as well. "I'll watch with you," he offers, suddenly looking almost bashful as he considers his actions. "I mean...if that's alright with you of course-" She beams at him, nodding quickly. "I'd like that!" Without further preamble, she twines herself into a circle in the sand beside him, resting her chin on one of his large clawed forefeet to watch the sky stretched out before them.

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Forty-four[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Trinket[/i][/center] [center][item=gladiator's warhorn][/center] [center] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/c2991a8f7589f7d3e3dae87b40dd6bc2/147f648fc1467360-b9/s540x810/bde40ad6112da4099976dce74632b539a558f019.png[/img] [b]Koyane's Garden[/b] by [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=userpage&id=62308]AuroraOra[/url] [emoji=guardian love size=1][/center]

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Forty-five[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Apparel [/i][/center] [center][item=swallow's tail guard][/center] [b]Iestyn[/b] and [b]Hari[/b] decide to nest a clutch of eggs together.

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Forty-six[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Material [/i][/center] [center][item=small ribcage][/center] [center][color=darkblue][b]OMARI[/b][/color] [item=dark creeper][/center] Born in a realm where magic flows freely and omens are to be heeded with upmost severity, Omari did not have a fortuitous start to life. On the eve of her birth, her mother, a powerful clairvoyant, received a vision that her egg would hatch into a harbinger of death. Born with skeletal markings and too bright eyes, Omari could do little to dissuade her clan's belief in the portent. Despite their caution, her clan did not want to take the life of a hatchling that had done no wrong to them. Instead, they allowed Omari to remain with them for a time, secluded on the outskirts of the clan, though she always knew that her days there were numbered. Unable to form connections with the other members of her clan, she lived through a lonely childhood, tending her garden and studying the magic of her plants. When she was old enough, her clan sent her on her way, packed down with supplies for survival and given good wishes that felt hollow even as they were spoken. Eager to be rid of her. She didn't blame them. She didn't really know them well enough to miss them either. She made her way into the world, keeping to herself despite her newfound freedom, unaccustomed to company. Her travels took her to the sea, where she set out for uncharted waters and unexplored lands, hoping to find a place to call home.

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Forty-seven[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Trinket[/i][/center] [center][item=black rook][/center] [center] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/9a6c04f12a80cce945bef8d66cd746ad/ca18e27a1272097a-66/s400x600/38c7569c1d620863bb98854022fb445f2b19ccdb.png[/img][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/73aba98fa1f7fe68f2a225365b453184/ca18e27a1272097a-da/s400x600/135d18f569f139a054154f3dbc6647b3efdf2e51.png[/img] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/3a448af7d035e5796d357ecc3b5a43c1/284e63e2db08edc6-01/s400x600/a6a31ded7c9d4656bf08c5a82beacc63074d2ecd.png[/img] [b]Koyane, Nax, and Omari[/b] by [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=userpage&id=491503]HollowedRabbit[/url] [emoji=guardian love size=1][/center]

[center][size=7][color=lightblue]Day Forty-eight[/color][/size][/center] [center][i]Material[/i][/center] [center][item=iron nugget][/center] [center][b][color=darkblue] --Omari's Hoard-- [/color][/b][/center] [center][item=black queen][item=chimera fangs][item=moor thistle][item=lilac time sempervivum][item=butcher's fig][item=raptor effigy][item=dusk jadevine][/center]