Please be gentle with me, I get stressed and anxious easily, and don't always pick up on meanings or social cues. I'm very detail-oriented & like to have all information possible before proceeding.
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"Do you have what I sent you for?" Marmara asked the aberration before her. She felt disgust deep in her bones, but she set it aside. This was what she had to do to win this wretched war and drive out any hint of plague within the clan.
"I have them right here," One head nodded while the other moved to pull away the flap of a bag, revealing three sprouting eggs within.
"And they are the result of the guardian and that diseased bogsneak?" Marmara asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Of course, do you think we are stupid?" One of the heads snapped.
"They were the only nest within the clan, as far as I can tell," The other head observed.
"Perfect. These gembond-tainted scum should never see the light of day, but before we do away with them, why not use them as bait?" She eyed the aberration up and down, in all of his revolting glory. "We've talked about what comes next."
"I look after the eggs, far from you and the others, make it seem like I stole the eggs." Bubo recited.
"Exactly," the wildclaw grinned. If killing their clanmates only spurned them on more, then it was time to see what having such a clearly plague-born antagonist would do to their precious belief that plague dragons could be good. And what worse a crime than the stealing of the innocent?
Of course, Marmara would never hurt any pure nature born children, but those touched by illness and disease? Those were fair game, imposters amongst all that was good.
Maybe, after all her time pent up in her office with paperwork and angry bosses, it was time for her to have some fun.
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Sage and Burns are on another nest!!! Very exciting stuff!!!
Ring bling for your wings. These bangles seem to absorb the light.
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Sentence: Breed a Dragon
"Do you have what I sent you for?" Marmara asked the aberration before her. She felt disgust deep in her bones, but she set it aside. This was what she had to do to win this wretched war and drive out any hint of plague within the clan.
"I have them right here," One head nodded while the other moved to pull away the flap of a bag, revealing three sprouting eggs within.
"And they are the result of the guardian and that diseased bogsneak?" Marmara asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Of course, do you think we are stupid?" One of the heads snapped.
"They were the only nest within the clan, as far as I can tell," The other head observed.
"Perfect. These gembond-tainted scum should never see the light of day, but before we do away with them, why not use them as bait?" She eyed the aberration up and down, in all of his revolting glory. "We've talked about what comes next."
"I look after the eggs, far from you and the others, make it seem like I stole the eggs." Bubo recited.
"Exactly," the wildclaw grinned. If killing their clanmates only spurned them on more, then it was time to see what having such a clearly plague-born antagonist would do to their precious belief that plague dragons could be good. And what worse a crime than the stealing of the innocent?
Of course, Marmara would never hurt any pure nature born children, but those touched by illness and disease? Those were fair game, imposters amongst all that was good.
Maybe, after all her time pent up in her office with paperwork and angry bosses, it was time for her to have some fun.