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Quests, Challenges, and Festival games.
TOPIC | Engines of fate [LOW]
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Intro + Rules [center][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/9a36a09247aad6af7473a5dfa76d1b1e/7e4cc886e1c0fffd-c1/s250x400/68a4e3b9a17833a1e358cfd70e56bd4f44ca79ac.png[/img] [/center] Junebug seems innocuous as first glance-- A simple seamstress with a magical flair to her creations. She may seem a little cold-hearted, with a flair for the dramatic, but overall harmless, yes? A dazzlingly eloquent and witty speaker, she can without fail even sell ice to dragons in the Fortress of Ends. Harmless. Akrail is her unsuspecting mate, and ignorant to just how deep the madness runs in Junebug. He goes about his day without direction, finding his own little hobbies to occupy his time, but something about the mirror he's chosen gets under his skin. Little does he know, Junebug's discovered a [i]machine[/i] from the Second Age. What it does, exactly, and what will be used to power it? Well-- Junebug intends to find out. [center][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/3f8f8236bf4ad4b4fc78ca3468af3894/7e4cc886e1c0fffd-14/s250x400/5a6d54335488769ff79f3b9173753642fb90be8f.png[/img][/center] [quote=Pinkerlocke][b]Drops of Fate[/b] [indent]Food: Coliseum time! [indent]Plants 10-20 matches Insects 20-30 matches Seafood 30-40 matches Meat 40-50 matches[/indent] Materials: Writing! Mostly working on story elements - either new posts, catching up on the Cast blurbs, editing/designing biographies, etc Apparel: New dragon! If I have dragons for sale, first choice is rescuing one of those- RNG decides which. If I have no dragons for sale, it's off to the AH/discord servers. Familiar: Nest those dergs - if there are non-heir dragons still in play to nest. Alternatively, purchase/brew genes to be applied when dragons level up. If none of the above is applicable, buy something [i]nice[/i] with legacy funds. Trinkets: Open Chests! Any chests and other openable containers can be opened and their contents recorded and added to the warlocke funds. Containers cannot be opened on any other day. Battle item: Death Streak! [indent]Flip a coin. Heads: nothing happens. Write a story update instead. Tails: RNG a coli team and play 10 consecutive rounds [i]OR[/i] go until a dragon dies. Potions are OK, retreat is not! [/quote] [quote=Legacy of War][LIST] [*]When a dragon faints in the coliseum, that dragon shall be exalted. [*]Unless otherwise specified, coli teams will be chosen via RNG and the venue will be one tier lower than the highest level dragon. [*]When an heir is chosen via the usual method in the legacy challenge, it will join the locke. [*]When a dragon reaches level 10, it can get a primary gene. 15, a secondary gene. 20, a tertiary. At level 25, the dragon can be retired from the challenge. [/LIST][/quote] [quote=All from Nothing] Instead of having a ten-generation limit, your Legacy of War lives on until you have bred a dragon with a rare breed (Coatl or Wildclaw) and triple gem genes who can trace their lineage back to your triple-Basic and plentiful founder. [/quote] [quote=The Chosen One]If you bought a mate that has a rare breed (Coatl or Wildclaw) and/or any number of gem genes, it's unlikely that those traits will pass down even if your current heir has a limited breed or gene in their corresponding slots. If such a dragon is born against all odds, they are declared "the chosen one" for that generation and are automatically made heir, regardless of whether or not you prefer their siblings (for any reason) over them. [/quote] [quote]-After the initial battle(s) to determine who is heir, 1d6 is rolled for every sibling that didn't make it. If it lands on 1, that dragon must be killed in the lore and must be exalt-trained.[/quote] [right][url=https://ggfrcd.tumblr.com/post/64805441005/some-windy-stuff]art credit[/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2377220/1]lorelocke credit[/url] by @fenshae [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/frd/2590343/1]eye magic credit[/url][/right]
Intro + Rules
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Junebug seems innocuous as first glance-- A simple seamstress with a magical flair to her creations. She may seem a little cold-hearted, with a flair for the dramatic, but overall harmless, yes? A dazzlingly eloquent and witty speaker, she can without fail even sell ice to dragons in the Fortress of Ends. Harmless.

Akrail is her unsuspecting mate, and ignorant to just how deep the madness runs in Junebug. He goes about his day without direction, finding his own little hobbies to occupy his time, but something about the mirror he's chosen gets under his skin.

Little does he know, Junebug's discovered a machine from the Second Age.

What it does, exactly, and what will be used to power it? Well-- Junebug intends to find out.

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Pinkerlocke wrote:
Drops of Fate
Food: Coliseum time!
Plants 10-20 matches
Insects 20-30 matches
Seafood 30-40 matches
Meat 40-50 matches

Materials: Writing! Mostly working on story elements - either new posts, catching up on the Cast blurbs, editing/designing biographies, etc

Apparel: New dragon! If I have dragons for sale, first choice is rescuing one of those- RNG decides which. If I have no dragons for sale, it's off to the AH/discord servers.

Familiar: Nest those dergs - if there are non-heir dragons still in play to nest. Alternatively, purchase/brew genes to be applied when dragons level up. If none of the above is applicable, buy something nice with legacy funds.

Trinkets: Open Chests!
Any chests and other openable containers can be opened and their contents recorded and added to the warlocke funds. Containers cannot be opened on any other day.

Battle item: Death Streak!
Flip a coin.
Heads: nothing happens. Write a story update instead.
Tails: RNG a coli team and play 10 consecutive rounds OR go until a dragon dies. Potions are OK, retreat is not!
Legacy of War wrote:
  • When a dragon faints in the coliseum, that dragon shall be exalted.
  • Unless otherwise specified, coli teams will be chosen via RNG and the venue will be one tier lower than the highest level dragon.
  • When an heir is chosen via the usual method in the legacy challenge, it will join the locke.
  • When a dragon reaches level 10, it can get a primary gene. 15, a secondary gene. 20, a tertiary. At level 25, the dragon can be retired from the challenge.
All from Nothing wrote:
Instead of having a ten-generation limit, your Legacy of War lives on until you have bred a dragon with a rare breed (Coatl or Wildclaw) and triple gem genes who can trace their lineage back to your triple-Basic and plentiful founder.
The Chosen One wrote:
If you bought a mate that has a rare breed (Coatl or Wildclaw) and/or any number of gem genes, it's unlikely that those traits will pass down even if your current heir has a limited breed or gene in their corresponding slots. If such a dragon is born against all odds, they are declared "the chosen one" for that generation and are automatically made heir, regardless of whether or not you prefer their siblings (for any reason) over them.
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-After the initial battle(s) to determine who is heir, 1d6 is rolled for every sibling that didn't make it. If it lands on 1, that dragon must be killed in the lore and must be exalt-trained.
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Cast [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/61878151][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/618782/61878151.png[/img][/url] [center][b]Junebug[/b] [nextcol]Junebug's Boutique has some of the loveliest clothing around! They're a little pricey, but the quality of the fabric and care put into the sewing makes it worthwhile, at least in Junebug's opinion. She even specializes in wares with little enchantments or charms stitched into the seams. Boots that give the wearer a little extra spring in their step, gloves that offer high resistance to chill or heat, little baubles that bring the bearer good fortune... Junebug's damn proud of her establishment. She came from nothing and built it up with her own clawed hands. Her success has come from her own hard work, and she has no intention of squandering it. Her business practice could be described as ruthless, especially after she drove the other clothier in town out of business, but she's always believed its important to take care of one's own self first and foremost. [/columns] [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/63486994][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/634870/63486994.png[/img][/url] [center][b]Morgan[/b] gen 1 heir[/center] [nextcol]Sadistic and cold-hearted, Morgan was born being the weakest of his siblings but overthrew them in a display of arrogance that made his mother proud. His mate gave him 3 eggs but stole off in the middle of the night with one, leaving him with two daughters which disappointed him greatly. He made it his mission to make his daughters as cruel and callous as he is, that they would know the hardships that life had for them. [/columns] [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/63812155][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/638122/63812155.png[/img][/url] [center][b]Wednesday[/b] gen 2 heir[/center] [nextcol]After a childhood accident left her heir victorious, Wednesday found she had to prove herself twice as hard to her father as he believed she had been handed the honour of being heir- she'd never actually earned it and so he tested her relentlessly. Deep down Wednesday was cold, it was true, but she was also a loving soul, whose spirit was never broken despite her father's cruelty. She went through hell when she was young, and came through the storm + darkness still able to look for rainbows and count the stars. [/columns] [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/64255014][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/642551/64255014.png[/img][/url] [center][b]Ezra[/b] gen 3 heir[/center] [nextcol]Arrogant and bookish, Ezra always knew from a very young age that he would be favoured to win at his family's hunger games, given his hide being triple-gened. And win the games, he did, securing himself a mate and a future within the lineage. [/columns] [rule]
Cast
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Junebug
Junebug's Boutique has some of the loveliest clothing around! They're a little pricey, but the quality of the fabric and care put into the sewing makes it worthwhile, at least in Junebug's opinion. She even specializes in wares with little enchantments or charms stitched into the seams. Boots that give the wearer a little extra spring in their step, gloves that offer high resistance to chill or heat, little baubles that bring the bearer good fortune...

Junebug's damn proud of her establishment. She came from nothing and built it up with her own clawed hands. Her success has come from her own hard work, and she has no intention of squandering it. Her business practice could be described as ruthless, especially after she drove the other clothier in town out of business, but she's always believed its important to take care of one's own self first and foremost.
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Morgan
gen 1 heir
Sadistic and cold-hearted, Morgan was born being the weakest of his siblings but overthrew them in a display of arrogance that made his mother proud. His mate gave him 3 eggs but stole off in the middle of the night with one, leaving him with two daughters which disappointed him greatly. He made it his mission to make his daughters as cruel and callous as he is, that they would know the hardships that life had for them.
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Wednesday
gen 2 heir
After a childhood accident left her heir victorious, Wednesday found she had to prove herself twice as hard to her father as he believed she had been handed the honour of being heir- she'd never actually earned it and so he tested her relentlessly.

Deep down Wednesday was cold, it was true, but she was also a loving soul, whose spirit was never broken despite her father's cruelty. She went through hell when she was young, and came through the storm + darkness still able to look for rainbows and count the stars.
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Ezra
gen 3 heir
Arrogant and bookish, Ezra always knew from a very young age that he would be favoured to win at his family's hunger games, given his hide being triple-gened. And win the games, he did, securing himself a mate and a future within the lineage.

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Pinglist + Affiliates [emoji=ping size=1] @CobaltMoon @Weredogalism [rule] [b][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2899921]Destiny Calls[/url][/b] by @FlutteringClaws [center][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/fe1178675ae64258a143c7cec6027d5d/7e4cc886e1c0fffd-0e/s250x400/998d5662d33c2152ea7ae6339f25f9475b1c2045.png[/img][/center]
Pinglist + Affiliates

@CobaltMoon @Weredogalism


Destiny Calls by @FlutteringClaws
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[center][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/f9b64fab4bf5b47b8057fc4a01fee30f/7e4cc886e1c0fffd-d3/s500x750/cbd2730de204642886ecf8c7ac71d3c5257e70b7.png[/img][/center] [right][i]Day 00 Prologue[/i][/right] In the beginning, there were only two dragons: Junebug and her mate Akrail. They were still on their honeymoon when Junebug purred into her mate's ear while the curled up together to sleep. "We're expecting," she said omniously. "What? Where are the eggs?" Akrail looked around himself, confused and unsure. He checked underneath his tail, and then looked back at June. "No, it will happen soon. When we return from this holiday, during the Flameforger's Festival - I've seen it foretold in the dinnerflames. Did you see it?" she blinked her four eyes at her new husband. "Oh... Oh yes, of course! Totally saw it." Junebug looked at him flatly. And blinked again. He was stupid, but he would serve. He had good genes. [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/61878151][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/618782/61878151.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/63108784][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/631088/63108784.png[/img][/url] [/center] Two days until Akril is RTB! Giving me time to write out some more starter lore. [emoji=ping size=1] [size=2][/size]
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Day 00
Prologue

In the beginning, there were only two dragons: Junebug and her mate Akrail. They were still on their honeymoon when Junebug purred into her mate's ear while the curled up together to sleep.

"We're expecting," she said omniously.

"What? Where are the eggs?" Akrail looked around himself, confused and unsure. He checked underneath his tail, and then looked back at June.

"No, it will happen soon. When we return from this holiday, during the Flameforger's Festival - I've seen it foretold in the dinnerflames. Did you see it?" she blinked her four eyes at her new husband.

"Oh... Oh yes, of course! Totally saw it."

Junebug looked at him flatly. And blinked again. He was stupid, but he would serve. He had good genes.

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Two days until Akril is RTB! Giving me time to write out some more starter lore.

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[right][item=Contrast Rogue Hood] [i]DAY 01 new dragon[/i][/right] They conducted interviews on the last day of their honeymoon. Akrail could've thought of better ways to spend their time... snorkelling, selling seashells on the seashore, exploring. Eating frozen yogurt! Watching the sunset together and enjoying a picnic with blackberry wine! The new couple did none of those things. Sitting before them now was a young and inexperienced spiral, whose yellow tail flicked nervously. "This is my first time outside the Veridian Labyrinth," she chittered in an adolescent squeak. "And your name is ... Inkspot?" Akrail was trying to remember, but they had interviewed [i]so many[/i] teenage girls for this position. "Mhm! My mother named me. She wanted me to go out and explore Sornieth, find my calling, make something of myself," the spiral smiled brightly. "And you've chosen to watch hatchlings as your calling, it's simply wonderful. We're delighted to be a part of your soul search. Consider yourself hired." Junebug had a flat tone that Akrail didn't like though he couldn't put his fingertip on why. "Really!" Inkspot squeaked. "Where are your children? I'm so excited to meet them!" "The clutch will be laid tomorrow," Junebug replied, and began to gather up her things. "You'll return with us to the Reedcleft Ascent this evening. You'll be given your own wing of our estate, and no expense will be spared on your comfort." "Oh?" confusion crossed Inkspot's features, her green goateyes squinting in quickly calculating thought. "Oh! You like to be prepared! Nothing wrong with that!" There was everything wrong with that, but the little spiral had no idea just what she was signing up for. Carrying on, "Thank you, Ms Junebug!" she shook the mirror's forehands, and then the pearlcatcher's excitedly. "I'll go collect my things, and I'll be back soon!" she flitted away on the wind. Akrail regarded his mate, shifting the satchel that carried his pearl over his shoulder. "Beloved?" "Yes?" "What are you going to do to that sweet girl?" [i]Maybe he wasn't so stupid after all.[/i] "...." Junebug didn't answer. She simply kissed her mate quickly on the cheek and slithered off to make arrangements for their return to the Windswept Plateau. [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/63385373][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/633854/63385373.png[/img][/url][/center] [center][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/234984546e4d07fcf08fc9c7e2018c7c/7e4cc886e1c0fffd-5b/s250x400/cee17641e75fbebfb576ffc7d087adb1ef34bdd1.png[/img][/center] Is this really how we're starting things off? Well, I wanted a hatchling wrangler/tutor to watch over the heir potentials as they're young, so little Inkspot will do-- She's just a young thing herself, so she's really more of an [i]au pair[/i]... and you better believe Junebug has some sort of nefarious plan for our colourful noodle... [emoji=ping size=1] [size=2][/size]
Contrast Rogue Hood
DAY 01
new dragon

They conducted interviews on the last day of their honeymoon. Akrail could've thought of better ways to spend their time... snorkelling, selling seashells on the seashore, exploring. Eating frozen yogurt! Watching the sunset together and enjoying a picnic with blackberry wine!

The new couple did none of those things.

Sitting before them now was a young and inexperienced spiral, whose yellow tail flicked nervously.

"This is my first time outside the Veridian Labyrinth," she chittered in an adolescent squeak.

"And your name is ... Inkspot?" Akrail was trying to remember, but they had interviewed so many teenage girls for this position.

"Mhm! My mother named me. She wanted me to go out and explore Sornieth, find my calling, make something of myself," the spiral smiled brightly.

"And you've chosen to watch hatchlings as your calling, it's simply wonderful. We're delighted to be a part of your soul search. Consider yourself hired." Junebug had a flat tone that Akrail didn't like though he couldn't put his fingertip on why.

"Really!" Inkspot squeaked. "Where are your children? I'm so excited to meet them!"

"The clutch will be laid tomorrow," Junebug replied, and began to gather up her things. "You'll return with us to the Reedcleft Ascent this evening. You'll be given your own wing of our estate, and no expense will be spared on your comfort."

"Oh?" confusion crossed Inkspot's features, her green goateyes squinting in quickly calculating thought. "Oh! You like to be prepared! Nothing wrong with that!" There was everything wrong with that, but the little spiral had no idea just what she was signing up for. Carrying on, "Thank you, Ms Junebug!" she shook the mirror's forehands, and then the pearlcatcher's excitedly.
"I'll go collect my things, and I'll be back soon!" she flitted away on the wind.

Akrail regarded his mate, shifting the satchel that carried his pearl over his shoulder.
"Beloved?"
"Yes?"
"What are you going to do to that sweet girl?" Maybe he wasn't so stupid after all.
"...." Junebug didn't answer. She simply kissed her mate quickly on the cheek and slithered off to make arrangements for their return to the Windswept Plateau.
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Is this really how we're starting things off? Well, I wanted a hatchling wrangler/tutor to watch over the heir potentials as they're young, so little Inkspot will do-- She's just a young thing herself, so she's really more of an au pair... and you better believe Junebug has some sort of nefarious plan for our colourful noodle...

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[right][item=Blood Acorn] [i]DAY 02 coli: 10-20 matches[/i][/right] The first night back in the Wind domain, Akrail was tormented by nightmares. Terrible, horrible visions of his own death. How he might meet his doom, from a myriad of different scenarios, each worse and more vicious than the last. At dawn he woke with a cold sweatshine across his scales, and to his shock, he saw his mate curled around a nest she must have built overnight. He could see one swirled egg securely clutched between her sharp foreclaws. Were there more hiding in the bamboo shoots? Their progeny. He was to become a father. [i]Why was he so terrified to disturb Junebug, to disturb the nest?[/i] [center][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/5d894c8e77670777da3315246dc3be52/7e4cc886e1c0fffd-35/s250x400/534fd7bf775069b90ab4e429ce29e4d38eb3f3bc.png[/img][/center] Our starters are RTB tomorrow! I [i]mayyy[/i] have bought a boon so I can immediately hatch their nest and get this whole shebang moving. [emoji=bogsneak winking size=1] [emoji=ping size=1]
Blood Acorn
DAY 02
coli: 10-20 matches

The first night back in the Wind domain, Akrail was tormented by nightmares. Terrible, horrible visions of his own death. How he might meet his doom, from a myriad of different scenarios, each worse and more vicious than the last.

At dawn he woke with a cold sweatshine across his scales, and to his shock, he saw his mate curled around a nest she must have built overnight. He could see one swirled egg securely clutched between her sharp foreclaws. Were there more hiding in the bamboo shoots? Their progeny. He was to become a father.

Why was he so terrified to disturb Junebug, to disturb the nest?
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Our starters are RTB tomorrow! I mayyy have bought a boon so I can immediately hatch their nest and get this whole shebang moving.

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[right][item=Centipede] [i]DAY 03 coli: 20-30 matches[/i][/right] There were three eggs that had been laid overnight, and as Akrail watched during the early dawn hours, just as the sun began to creep over the bamboo flats, the eggs began to stir. The first was a pearlcatcher like him, but it's scales were basic and plain, no discernible pattern to them at all... Its golden hide still wet with slime, it broke free from its shell and began the ritual of consuming that which had held it. The second to hatch... was another pearlcatcher?! and Akrail could not help but chuckle with pride. Even moreso when it pecked and pushed free from its shell, revealing swirled and mottled patterns across its body and wings, like his. Akrail beamed, and the hatchling too began to consume its egg. Last to hatch, a mirror squawked as it broke its eggshell, and slithered out... the colourings similar to the previous and mottled markings on its wings as well, it seemed to be trying to learn to hiss immediately. [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/63486992][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/634870/63486992.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/63486993][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/634870/63486993.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/63486994][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/634870/63486994.png[/img][/url][/center] Three boys. "They're so good! They'll be so strong!" Akrail felt an overwhelming surge of pride. [i]His sons.[/i] He beamed at Junebug, but her expression was impossible to read - her four eyes seemed to be ... assessing the newborn hatchlings already. They zeroed in on one. "This one," she pet the swirled pearlcatcher, and he purred at the touch of his mother. Akrail didn't understand what she meant, choosing one of the children over the others? How could she so blatantly favour one? "He will be Rhaegar. The other pearlcatcher will be called Vale. And the mirror, Morgan," Junebug said flatly, and she was not to be argued with. Akrail nodded. Junebug clutched her favoured progeny, and Rhaegar regarded his mother with wide chartruese eyes, Akrail couldn't help but think the little swirled dragon was assessing his mother as much as she assessed him. Akrail coddled the other two hatchlings to keep them warm. Something wasn't right, here. He would do everything to keep his sons safe from their mother. Or die trying. [center][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/9a36a09247aad6af7473a5dfa76d1b1e/7e4cc886e1c0fffd-c1/s250x400/68a4e3b9a17833a1e358cfd70e56bd4f44ca79ac.png[/img][/center] This is an amazing hatch!!!! Upgrades on all the babs!! There's nothing I'm disappointed about here [emoji=bogsneak love size=1] Genes and breed upgrades everywhere! Fab! Waiting for them to grow up is going to be terrible. Speaking of growing up, little Inkspot grew up overnight, and just in time, as her charges have hatched, and something tells me they're going to be a handful. [emoji=ping size=1]
Centipede
DAY 03
coli: 20-30 matches

There were three eggs that had been laid overnight, and as Akrail watched during the early dawn hours, just as the sun began to creep over the bamboo flats, the eggs began to stir.

The first was a pearlcatcher like him, but it's scales were basic and plain, no discernible pattern to them at all... Its golden hide still wet with slime, it broke free from its shell and began the ritual of consuming that which had held it.

The second to hatch... was another pearlcatcher?! and Akrail could not help but chuckle with pride. Even moreso when it pecked and pushed free from its shell, revealing swirled and mottled patterns across its body and wings, like his. Akrail beamed, and the hatchling too began to consume its egg.

Last to hatch, a mirror squawked as it broke its eggshell, and slithered out... the colourings similar to the previous and mottled markings on its wings as well, it seemed to be trying to learn to hiss immediately.
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Three boys. "They're so good! They'll be so strong!" Akrail felt an overwhelming surge of pride. His sons.
He beamed at Junebug, but her expression was impossible to read - her four eyes seemed to be ... assessing the newborn hatchlings already.

They zeroed in on one.
"This one," she pet the swirled pearlcatcher, and he purred at the touch of his mother.

Akrail didn't understand what she meant, choosing one of the children over the others? How could she so blatantly favour one?

"He will be Rhaegar. The other pearlcatcher will be called Vale. And the mirror, Morgan," Junebug said flatly, and she was not to be argued with. Akrail nodded. Junebug clutched her favoured progeny, and Rhaegar regarded his mother with wide chartruese eyes, Akrail couldn't help but think the little swirled dragon was assessing his mother as much as she assessed him.

Akrail coddled the other two hatchlings to keep them warm. Something wasn't right, here. He would do everything to keep his sons safe from their mother.

Or die trying.
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This is an amazing hatch!!!! Upgrades on all the babs!! There's nothing I'm disappointed about here Genes and breed upgrades everywhere! Fab!

Waiting for them to grow up is going to be terrible.

Speaking of growing up, little Inkspot grew up overnight, and just in time, as her charges have hatched, and something tells me they're going to be a handful.

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OMG, what a strong start! I am in love with Rhaegar
OMG, what a strong start! I am in love with Rhaegar
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