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TOPIC | [BSJ 2022] Crown Adventures
[columns] [size=6][color=#960014][font=Cambria]Yix's Journey[/font][/color][/size] [size=5][color=#9c896a][font=Corbel]Day 1[/size] [size=2][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/15#post_51607473]Day 1[/url] . [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/22#post_51616750]Day 2[/url] . [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/28#post_51621668]Day 3 [/url]. [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/43#post_51638759]Day 4 - Day 4.5[/url] .[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/51#post_51649743]Day 5.[/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/58#post_51658829]Day 6[/url]. [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/63#post_51673643]Day 7[/url][/color][/font][/size] [color=#075f6b]==============[/color] Yix takes in the scene before her. There were so many other worthy dragons around her fit for crowns. Clearly, she's not ready for one just yet. The six chosen seem to be good candidates, which she relates to her companion, Swiatla. "But Yix, you're more deserving them at least [i]one[/i] of them, surely!" He responds. "hmm...we shall see. I'm still unsure as to how you all convinced me to go through with this." Swiatla's look softens, "because we know you, Yix. We've known you a long time and know how important this could be for you." The tundra rose with a sigh, still feeling unsure of herself, but a new determination was brewing in her. "Very well, let's head to Mirrorlight Promenade, the others seem like too much trouble right now. You see how many are headed off to the emperor's wake and I have little desire to try the Hewn City. Though, I'm sure you'd be more interested in that for your studies," she said with a chuckle, "Let us go see who we can meet and greet there." "Yes, your highness!" He said with a soft smirk. An eye roll is all he received from the tundra before she began her journey to the next point. [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/33836][img]https://i.imgur.com/ZiuM5bH.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/33836][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/7914/791380p.png[/img][/url] [/columns] [size=5][color=#9c896a][font=Corbel]Notes[/font][/color][/size] [color=#075f6b]==============[/color] [b]Destination: [/b]Mirrorlight Promenade [b]Interactions: [/b]Swiatla (own companion), fellow travelers on the way to Mirrorlight [b]Rolling for a crown:[/b] no Other/OOC: Pings welcome! I'm not a huge RP-er but I've been trying to do more so any practice is cool by me. [size=5][color=#9c896a][font=Corbel]Daily Question[/font][/color][/size] [color=#075f6b]==============[/color] Clan Farore's leader is Avele. [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/547827][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/5479/547827_350.png[/img][/url] The obelisk matriarch is an understanding and firm ruler. While she is head of the clan, she does run it with the help of her inner circle. Together they run a peaceful home (or as close to one as possible) for all sorts of fellows to join. Avele is particularly protective over her clan. She was the one who suggest Yix should join this celebratory competition. [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/339/33836p.png[/img] [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/5479/547828p.png[/img] [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/7914/791380p.png[/img] [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/2202/220160p.png[/img][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/17077/1707630p.png[/img][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/701464/70146379p.png[/img] [/center]
Yix's Journey
Day 1
Day 1 . Day 2 . Day 3 . Day 4 - Day 4.5 .Day 5. Day 6. Day 7
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Yix takes in the scene before her. There were so many other worthy dragons around her fit for crowns. Clearly, she's not ready for one just yet. The six chosen seem to be good candidates, which she relates to her companion, Swiatla.

"But Yix, you're more deserving them at least one of them, surely!" He responds.

"hmm...we shall see. I'm still unsure as to how you all convinced me to go through with this."

Swiatla's look softens, "because we know you, Yix. We've known you a long time and know how important this could be for you."

The tundra rose with a sigh, still feeling unsure of herself, but a new determination was brewing in her.

"Very well, let's head to Mirrorlight Promenade, the others seem like too much trouble right now. You see how many are headed off to the emperor's wake and I have little desire to try the Hewn City. Though, I'm sure you'd be more interested in that for your studies," she said with a chuckle, "Let us go see who we can meet and greet there."

"Yes, your highness!" He said with a soft smirk.

An eye roll is all he received from the tundra before she began her journey to the next point.
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Notes
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Destination: Mirrorlight Promenade
Interactions: Swiatla (own companion), fellow travelers on the way to Mirrorlight
Rolling for a crown: no
Other/OOC: Pings welcome! I'm not a huge RP-er but I've been trying to do more so any practice is cool by me.

Daily Question
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Clan Farore's leader is Avele.
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The obelisk matriarch is an understanding and firm ruler. While she is head of the clan, she does run it with the help of her inner circle. Together they run a peaceful home (or as close to one as possible) for all sorts of fellows to join. Avele is particularly protective over her clan. She was the one who suggest Yix should join this celebratory competition.
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[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/8#post_51558911][color=olivedrab][b]Day 0[/b][/color][/url] [img]https://imgur.com/a57yp8N.png[/img] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/15#post_51607483][color=olivedrab][b]Day 1[/b][/color][/url] [img]https://imgur.com/a57yp8N.png[/img] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/22#post_51616779][color=olivedrab][b]Day 2[/b][/color][/url] [img]https://imgur.com/a57yp8N.png[/img] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/30#post_51623549][color=olivedrab][b]Day 3[/b][/color][/url] [img]https://imgur.com/a57yp8N.png[/img] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/37#post_51631912][color=olivedrab][b]Day 4[/b][/color][/url] [img]https://imgur.com/a57yp8N.png[/img] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/50#post_51648139][color=olivedrab][b]Day 5[/b][/color][/url] [img]https://imgur.com/a57yp8N.png[/img] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/55#post_51654867][color=olivedrab][b]Day 6[/b][/color][/url] [img]https://imgur.com/a57yp8N.png[/img] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/62#post_51672907][color=olivedrab][b]Day 7[/b][/color][/url][/center] [center][size=5][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/10#post_51601630][color=#E8AF49][b]Question 1[/b][/color][/url][/center][/size] [columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/7107404][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/71075/7107404p.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [color=transparent]____[/color] [nextcol] "I am Clan Leader, However..." [color=transparent]____[/color] [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/6959859][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/69599/6959859.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/6959860][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/69599/6959860.png[/img][/url][/columns] "These are my adoptive parents. Auntie was seen as the clan leader for a long time, but the clan eventually accepted that she did not desire the position. So, to her pride and relief, I took her place. Both of these individuals still stand in close support to me, in their own ways." [columns] [color=transparent]______[/color] [nextcol] [img]https://imgur.com/405n2yt.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]https://imgur.com/dCXeAQj.png[/img] [nextcol] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/8#post_51558448][img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits//71075/7107404.png[/img][/url] [color=transparent]___[/color][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3141488/10#post_51601627][size=5][color=#E8AF49][b]Day 1: Sanctum[/b][/color][/size][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/7001491][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/70015/7001491p.png[/img][/url][item=brilliant psywurm] [nextcol] [img]https://imgur.com/dCXeAQj.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]https://imgur.com/405n2yt.png[/img] [/columns] [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/link?url=https%3A%2F%2Fdocs.google.com%2Fforms%2Fd%2Fe%2F1FAIpQLSdSWE1HfKi3Yrnte9IwX_hWlD5j6W06Glst9040TG5o30P1VQ%2Fviewform][color=olivedrab][b][Question Form][/b][/color][/url][/center] ----- The old Obelisk introduced himself as Bane, and a curt conversion ensued. Murasaki got the impression that now may not be the time for conversation. And she had to admit, the other Skydancers in the room were beginning to make her nervous. She was beginning to spark out of anxiety. She must act. She curtsied and excused herself from where Bane was sitting, calling her Psywurm to her side psychically. Midori is silent. [center][emoji=gold crown size=1][/center] She stiffens as Ramses announces the start of the ceremony. Unfortunately, she is too nervous to appreciate the beautiful dancers. An indignant feeling rises within her as she sees her competition receive the 6 heir crowns, three of the recipients being Skydancers. She works to regain her composure as Ramses explains how other participants can challenge each other for the crown. Her eyes dart to [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/48592596]the foreboding dark Skydancer[/url] holding one of the crowns. Her Psywurm darts over to Cassata, taking a pointed stance and begins to glow softly, but noticeably. Murasaki takes a deep breath. "Cassata, I challenge you for the crown!" ------ I hope we can challenge users this round. If not, Mura made herself look somewhat silly, haha. @cartographic Hi! You're free to roleplay this as you wish ^^
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"These are my adoptive parents. Auntie was seen as the clan leader for a long time, but the clan eventually accepted that she did not desire the position. So, to her pride and relief, I took her place. Both of these individuals still stand in close support to me, in their own ways."


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___Day 1: Sanctum
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The old Obelisk introduced himself as Bane, and a curt conversion ensued. Murasaki got the impression that now may not be the time for conversation. And she had to admit, the other Skydancers in the room were beginning to make her nervous. She was beginning to spark out of anxiety. She must act.

She curtsied and excused herself from where Bane was sitting, calling her Psywurm to her side psychically. Midori is silent.

She stiffens as Ramses announces the start of the ceremony. Unfortunately, she is too nervous to appreciate the beautiful dancers. An indignant feeling rises within her as she sees her competition receive the 6 heir crowns, three of the recipients being Skydancers.

She works to regain her composure as Ramses explains how other participants can challenge each other for the crown. Her eyes dart to the foreboding dark Skydancer holding one of the crowns. Her Psywurm darts over to Cassata, taking a pointed stance and begins to glow softly, but noticeably. Murasaki takes a deep breath.

"Cassata, I challenge you for the crown!"

I hope we can challenge users this round. If not, Mura made herself look somewhat silly, haha. @cartographic Hi! You're free to roleplay this as you wish ^^

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[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/nUkah2H.png[/img][/center] [center][font=century gothic][size=5]Day one[/size][/font] [motto: post sooner edit later][/center] @chatteringbird @raggirare @solanceae @skyserenade @jaykatt @alcatrazsystem A dark colored wildclaw cautiously enters the Grand Hall. It looks like he’s quite fascinated by this ceremony. He listens carefully to the speech of Ramses. While it looks like he has a lot of thoughts about the ordeal, he decides to keep those for himself. One thing is for sure - this competition for the crown… no - for [i]glory[/i] - ought to show a dragon's true nature. Just as he was thinking this, a brilliant colored and cheeky skydancer already questioned a guardian’s authority to own a crown, even though the opponent looked way more seasoned and experienced in combat. He was wondering, was the skydancer already blinded by pride? Or was it just stupidity? After that he even announced he wants to gather allies and take the Emperor head on. [i]“Who in their right mind would follow such a fool?”[/i] [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/57377814][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/573779/57377814p.png[/img][/url][nextcol][quote]- Careful… the path you are on is leading you to your downfall.[/quote][nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/75606358][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/756064/75606358p.png[/img][/url][/columns] Then something interrupted - he could feel a gaze that made him shudder. It came from an imperial of crimson wings. It was the gaze of someone believing themselves to be almighty and in the eyes of such a dragon the life of others is often not of any importance. [columns][i]"Such individual is dangerous. One should not cross ways with them." [/i] [nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/76746361][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/767464/76746361p.png[/img][/url][/columns] After that he spotted a seemingly polar opposite - [columns]one pale blue imperial with the most despicable smile. [nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/78189716][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/781898/78189716p.png[/img][/url][/columns] She was trying to talk sweet to a skydancer who looked like she might be one of the few honest dragons out of the bunch. He decided to intervene. [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/57377814][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/573779/57377814p.png[/img][/url][nextcol][quote]- Words that sound sweet like sugar, yet greed that cuts like a knife. I do not know you, skydancer, bearing the mark of arcane, but do not trust that smile, I feel like she would cut your throat for just the jewels you are wearing. [/quote] [nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/51359419][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/513595/51359419p.png[/img][/url][/columns] [i]“Oh Goddess, not yet did the first day set and I’ve seen so much pride, greed and falsehood. I pray and beg thee, please let the sins of these stray souls be cleansed.”[/i] Amids prayers he notices a dark colored (much similarly to himself) skydancer. Despite feather black as night, her soul was radiant and warm as the sun. He couldn’t help but feel that maybe this dragon might be one that could be trusted. He approaches her. [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/57377814][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/573779/57377814p.png[/img][/url][nextcol][quote]- Blessings, honorable skydancer. Name's Laith. If you don’t mind such a stranger’s question - I’m surprised to see such a radiant soul here … I didn’t take you for someone who would care about such a thing as a crown. After all, those who deserve to be crowned, have the authority even without owning such an item … it’s merely something for show… did I perhaps misjudge you?[/quote][nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/76370406][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/763705/76370406p.png[/img][/url][/columns] As he prepares to leave the decorated hall, he turns back and decides to ask one more question from a pitch black dragon with an otherworldly aura. [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/57377814][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/573779/57377814p.png[/img][/url][nextcol][quote]Tell me one thing Anubis. Do you think your own heart would be lighter than that feather?[/quote][nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/68425498][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/684255/68425498p.png[/img][/url][/columns] --------- Day one question: [i]Tell us about your clan's leader. If your clan does not have a leader, talk about who would be most fitting to lead your clan and why![/i] [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/57377814][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/573779/57377814p.png[/img][/url][nextcol][quote]I myself don't have a clan I could call my own. However recently I was called to the Shrieking Wilds by desperate prayers. A lot of dragons - especially young ones tend to get lost and never seen again. I suspect there might be a malicious force at work there. I discovered a strange group of dragons... for an unknown reason no one seems to remember their family or where they originate from. Even when they grow old they keep on playing like hatchlings and they don't have a care in the world. Among these unfortunate souls there is one dragon who seems to have retained some of their sanity. Oberon takes care of all the others even though he's lost all of his memories like them. Makes me wonder what kind of dragon he was before losing everything... [/quote][nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/23407645][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/234077/23407645p.png[/img][/url][/columns] [center]Notes: - Laith is heading towards [i]Hewn City[/i] - If you wish to interact with him, just ping me! Happy Brightshine! [emoji=light rune size=1][/center]
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Day one
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@chatteringbird @raggirare @solanceae @skyserenade @jaykatt @alcatrazsystem

A dark colored wildclaw cautiously enters the Grand Hall. It looks like he’s quite fascinated by this ceremony. He listens carefully to the speech of Ramses. While it looks like he has a lot of thoughts about the ordeal, he decides to keep those for himself. One thing is for sure - this competition for the crown… no - for glory - ought to show a dragon's true nature.

Just as he was thinking this, a brilliant colored and cheeky skydancer already questioned a guardian’s authority to own a crown, even though the opponent looked way more seasoned and experienced in combat.
He was wondering, was the skydancer already blinded by pride? Or was it just stupidity? After that he even announced he wants to gather allies and take the Emperor head on.

“Who in their right mind would follow such a fool?”

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- Careful… the path you are on is leading you to your downfall.
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Then something interrupted - he could feel a gaze that made him shudder. It came from an imperial of crimson wings. It was the gaze of someone believing themselves to be almighty and in the eyes of such a dragon the life of others is often not of any importance.

"Such individual is dangerous. One should not cross ways with them."
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After that he spotted a seemingly polar opposite -
one pale blue imperial with the most despicable smile. 78189716p.png

She was trying to talk sweet to a skydancer who looked like she might be one of the few honest dragons out of the bunch. He decided to intervene.
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Quote:
- Words that sound sweet like sugar, yet greed that cuts like a knife. I do not know you, skydancer, bearing the mark of arcane, but do not trust that smile, I feel like she would cut your throat for just the jewels you are wearing.
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“Oh Goddess, not yet did the first day set and I’ve seen so much pride, greed and falsehood. I pray and beg thee, please let the sins of these stray souls be cleansed.”


Amids prayers he notices a dark colored (much similarly to himself) skydancer. Despite feather black as night, her soul was radiant and warm as the sun. He couldn’t help but feel that maybe this dragon might be one that could be trusted. He approaches her.
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Quote:
- Blessings, honorable skydancer. Name's Laith. If you don’t mind such a stranger’s question - I’m surprised to see such a radiant soul here … I didn’t take you for someone who would care about such a thing as a crown. After all, those who deserve to be crowned, have the authority even without owning such an item … it’s merely something for show… did I perhaps misjudge you?
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As he prepares to leave the decorated hall, he turns back and decides to ask one more question from a pitch black dragon with an otherworldly aura.
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Tell me one thing Anubis. Do you think your own heart would be lighter than that feather?
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Day one question:
Tell us about your clan's leader. If your clan does not have a leader, talk about who would be most fitting to lead your clan and why!
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Quote:
I myself don't have a clan I could call my own. However recently I was called to the Shrieking Wilds by desperate prayers. A lot of dragons - especially young ones tend to get lost and never seen again. I suspect there might be a malicious force at work there. I discovered a strange group of dragons... for an unknown reason no one seems to remember their family or where they originate from. Even when they grow old they keep on playing like hatchlings and they don't have a care in the world. Among these unfortunate souls there is one dragon who seems to have retained some of their sanity. Oberon takes care of all the others even though he's lost all of his memories like them. Makes me wonder what kind of dragon he was before losing everything...
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Notes:
- Laith is heading towards Hewn City
- If you wish to interact with him, just ping me!
Happy Brightshine!
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[center][b]Daily Question, Day One[/b] The leader of our Sanctuary of Outliers is none other than Adeline, the founder of it all. [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/7826329][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/78264/7826329_350.png[/img][/url] She invites all dragons, regardless of age or breed or color, to congregate at her home, whether their purpose is to stay or to make the pilgrimage to the Pillar of the World. She works hard to make all dragons feel at home, and to quell any potential disputes.[/center]
Daily Question, Day One

The leader of our Sanctuary of Outliers is none other than Adeline, the founder of it all.
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She invites all dragons, regardless of age or breed or color, to congregate at her home, whether their purpose is to stay or to make the pilgrimage to the Pillar of the World. She works hard to make all dragons feel at home, and to quell any potential disputes.
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[center][b]Day 1: Daylight Sanctum Grand Hall[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/73617101][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/736172/73617101_350.png[/img][/url][/center] Marsala clapped politely as the six dragons were summoned to the dais. She understood why she wasn’t selected, she’s basically a commoner so she'll just have to prove her worth! [b]She decides to take a trip to Mirrorlight Promenade.[/b] It's near the Sundial Terrace so with her new Compass, she shouldn't worry about getting lost. She needs to have a good impression. She heard it's a peaceful place and home to many dragons, young and old. She’ll take this opportunity to learn about the culture, teach some dragons to take flight, and maybe play a game of hide and seek with any hatchlings! [center][i]{May not be able to chat back and forth, but pings are welcome and Marsala's happy to be involved in anyone's RP!}[/i] [b]Day 1: Daily Questions[/b][/center] Before leaving the grand hall, Marsala stops to listen to General Napoleon, interested in his questions. She thinks about her Wind clan and their leader, Eis. [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/73619970][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/736200/73619970p.png[/img][/url] A Fae of very little words.[/center] She didn’t know how the small Fae became the clan leader and how she continues to stay in that position. While there are only a couple of Guardians, she has seen a large group of Imperials who walk around like they own the place, and there’s that group of Obelisks who desire to move to Dragonhome. Eis seems to be very hands off and just lets the clan members go whereever they like. But when Marsala thinks back to her time in the clan, she had nothing but fond memories. there was always food and familiars for company. She knows the leader works hard to earn currency for the clan. Many dragons had left and never came back, but many have returned and have become good friends with one another. When she approached Eis and told her she had to leave the clan, to find her charge, the Fae just stared at her before nodding her head in agreement. She’s grateful when Eis suggested she takes Lily with her. She even messaged the Fae recently and asked for advice on how to be a leader. She had received a reply saying to [i]'just do the fair thing and be kind.'[/i] She knows that's not as easy as it sounds, but she'll do her best.
Day 1: Daylight Sanctum Grand Hall

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Marsala clapped politely as the six dragons were summoned to the dais. She understood why she wasn’t selected, she’s basically a commoner so she'll just have to prove her worth!

She decides to take a trip to Mirrorlight Promenade. It's near the Sundial Terrace so with her new Compass, she shouldn't worry about getting lost.
She needs to have a good impression.

She heard it's a peaceful place and home to many dragons, young and old. She’ll take this opportunity to learn about the culture, teach some dragons to take flight, and maybe play a game of hide and seek with any hatchlings!
{May not be able to chat back and forth, but pings are welcome and Marsala's happy to be involved in anyone's RP!}

Day 1: Daily Questions

Before leaving the grand hall, Marsala stops to listen to General Napoleon, interested in his questions. She thinks about her Wind clan and their leader, Eis.
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A Fae of very little words.
She didn’t know how the small Fae became the clan leader and how she continues to stay in that position. While there are only a couple of Guardians, she has seen a large group of Imperials who walk around like they own the place, and there’s that group of Obelisks who desire to move to Dragonhome.

Eis seems to be very hands off and just lets the clan members go whereever they like. But when Marsala thinks back to her time in the clan, she had nothing but fond memories. there was always food and familiars for company. She knows the leader works hard to earn currency for the clan.

Many dragons had left and never came back, but many have returned and have become good friends with one another.

When she approached Eis and told her she had to leave the clan, to find her charge, the Fae just stared at her before nodding her head in agreement.

She’s grateful when Eis suggested she takes Lily with her. She even messaged the Fae recently and asked for advice on how to be a leader. She had received a reply saying to 'just do the fair thing and be kind.'

She knows that's not as easy as it sounds, but she'll do her best.
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Crown Adventures Day One
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Prince glides above the rest, moving in maneuvers so graceful, so magnificent, their wings shine in the bright skies. It is almost as if there are two suns.

"With my arrival, none can compare. For who is as brilliant as I? Who shines as brightly?"
"Today my challenge is Vallan! And tomorrow any challengers will find me dazzling the skies in the Hewn City!"
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[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/340883]Serena[/url] always struck him as an odd one, in her own way. Airy, paws off, almost aloof. And yet there was a fire in her, like a warrior of old. If only she could be more like that... His mind wanders to the other elder as he spots the coatl, Ramses, step forward. A leader more like [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/272903]Kaurik,[/url] perhaps... but he was definitely strange. He could see the Imperial as formidable in his own right, akin to a jade statue with golden inlays, but he was too gentle. He sat in an abandoned city, ruins now in the Starwood Strand, and just... reads. He just sits in that old library all day and reads those odd books of his. And he knows so much from that! It reminds Zerah that sometimes you don't need claws and fangs to run a clan. And yet... They both failed, didn't they? They sit, and they watch, and they sometimes advise, but the more powerful scholars still bicker like cats and dogs, proudly sporting ebony and ivory feathers to show just which side they've chosen in this great rift. They even have the students behind them! It might as well be a coup right under their noses, and the two do nothing to stop it! Not to mention the third, that chubby snapper who left so long ago. Always saying she'll be back to help, set things right, remind the scholars that there's more to life than squabbling... No. [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/385890]Meshla[/url] won't return. She's on an adventure all her own, leagues beyond the seas crashing against the Frigid Floes. She's gone. It'll take the work of a true leader, with a crown to prove themselves, to set them straight. And Zerah knows that crown [i]must[/i] be his.[/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=30450&tab=dragon&did=2177898][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/4cwrijo741uf1jb/lightmidsmall.png[/img][/url] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=68405820][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/battlesprites/684059/68405820.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=69984154][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/battlesprites/699842/69984154.png[/img][/url] [size=5][i]The First Task[/i][/size] [size=4]The Imperial stops to listen, watching the display. Such formalities... Useless, in his mind. Those would be better suited for when an heir is known, not guessed upon. How would it look to make such a display, only for all the dragons bearing the title of heir now to lose it on the first day? He sees it as somewhat silly, in his opinion, but he can at least admire the performance. Calling this challenge, and the results, a ruling of fate, however... He shakes his head, standing as he eyes the current heirs. Some are already facing challenges of their own. Some he can see as a wise decision to challenge now. Others, he isn't sure. He can hear his sons debating the topic as their first challenge is presented to them. Challenge an heir now if they wish, then decide where they should go to earn the favor of the drakes in the territory of the Lightweaver. He silences them with a soft hiss, standing up from his seat. "Remember, those who lose their crowns will want them back. It is best for those we feel we cannot face to keep their crowns, and those we can to lose them now. Fate won't always smile on those who cannot make do for themselves." With that, he approaches the pale green and gold skydancer, his sons moving to the side to watch. Not before motioning towards one of the exits with his tail to signal where they would go first. Better to not broadcast their escape if they do successfully win a crown here. He stops before Silva, his head held high. "I apologize for this, little one. But those without challengers shouldn't expect to be ignored in a competition like this."[/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=30450&tab=dragon&did=2177898][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/4cwrijo741uf1jb/lightmidsmall.png[/img][/url] [size=4]@Velkhana Zerah challenges Silva for your crown and title as heir! Feel free to rp if you'd like. I'm gonna be off and on all day with housework, though. XD Zerah and his sons have not yet stated where they will go after this challenge, nor whether they'd like to forge allegiances with the other competitors...[/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=30450&tab=dragon&did=2177898][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/zh57bc4xsa06f9p/lightbottom.png[/img][/url][/center]
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Day One
A Question to Answer
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Zerah whinks carefully on the question presented to them as they wait for the ceremony to begin. Ancient kingdoms, run akin to modern clans? Well, if that was the case, he was certain his current "kingdom" was run by fools. Two rose up as leaders, one a gentle queenly soul watching from her perch in the archives for all to see. Serena always struck him as an odd one, in her own way. Airy, paws off, almost aloof. And yet there was a fire in her, like a warrior of old. If only she could be more like that...

His mind wanders to the other elder as he spots the coatl, Ramses, step forward. A leader more like Kaurik, perhaps... but he was definitely strange. He could see the Imperial as formidable in his own right, akin to a jade statue with golden inlays, but he was too gentle. He sat in an abandoned city, ruins now in the Starwood Strand, and just... reads. He just sits in that old library all day and reads those odd books of his. And he knows so much from that! It reminds Zerah that sometimes you don't need claws and fangs to run a clan. And yet...

They both failed, didn't they? They sit, and they watch, and they sometimes advise, but the more powerful scholars still bicker like cats and dogs, proudly sporting ebony and ivory feathers to show just which side they've chosen in this great rift. They even have the students behind them! It might as well be a coup right under their noses, and the two do nothing to stop it! Not to mention the third, that chubby snapper who left so long ago. Always saying she'll be back to help, set things right, remind the scholars that there's more to life than squabbling... No. Meshla won't return. She's on an adventure all her own, leagues beyond the seas crashing against the Frigid Floes. She's gone.

It'll take the work of a true leader, with a crown to prove themselves, to set them straight. And Zerah knows that crown must be his.


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The Imperial stops to listen, watching the display. Such formalities... Useless, in his mind. Those would be better suited for when an heir is known, not guessed upon. How would it look to make such a display, only for all the dragons bearing the title of heir now to lose it on the first day? He sees it as somewhat silly, in his opinion, but he can at least admire the performance. Calling this challenge, and the results, a ruling of fate, however...

He shakes his head, standing as he eyes the current heirs. Some are already facing challenges of their own. Some he can see as a wise decision to challenge now. Others, he isn't sure. He can hear his sons debating the topic as their first challenge is presented to them. Challenge an heir now if they wish, then decide where they should go to earn the favor of the drakes in the territory of the Lightweaver. He silences them with a soft hiss, standing up from his seat.

"Remember, those who lose their crowns will want them back. It is best for those we feel we cannot face to keep their crowns, and those we can to lose them now. Fate won't always smile on those who cannot make do for themselves."

With that, he approaches the pale green and gold skydancer, his sons moving to the side to watch. Not before motioning towards one of the exits with his tail to signal where they would go first. Better to not broadcast their escape if they do successfully win a crown here. He stops before Silva, his head held high.

"I apologize for this, little one. But those without challengers shouldn't expect to be ignored in a competition like this."


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@Velkhana Zerah challenges Silva for your crown and title as heir! Feel free to rp if you'd like. I'm gonna be off and on all day with housework, though. XD

Zerah and his sons have not yet stated where they will go after this challenge, nor whether they'd like to forge allegiances with the other competitors...


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[columns] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=62194583][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/621946/62194583.png[/img][/url][nextcol] [center][color=transparent]_____________[/color][size=5][font=georgia][color=#3b2f2f][b]Day - 1[/b][/font][/size] [color=transparent]_____________[/color][emoji=gold crown size=1] [/center][/columns] For a time, Silva allowed herself to relax, the intricate display bringing forth memories of a childhood long past; reminding her of her values, the tenets she had been brought up with. Resolve steeling her mind; yet she was not prepared that she may have been amongst the first to have a crown bestowed upon them. In hindsight, it was obvious - her nature, and duties that she undertook made her suitable indeed; resourcefulness, diplomacy, and a gentle hand to guide a hardened blade. Now, standing up upon that podium, the glittering gold of a crown hidden within pale plumage, Silva remaining quiet whilst cheers echoed throughout. Antennae twitched, sensing, collecting the broad spectrum of emotions that wash through - and picking out what she deemed intriguing. A number of drakes seemed guarded, their feelings muted to the world; no doubt wary of the Skydancers that had been selected. Some, such as a towering, darkened imperial made no effort to hide their intent; they would win this, no matter the cost. Others, however, saw this as pointless, as a game. They deemed themselves fit to rule already - but then, why do they need the help of a crown? It was a mere symbol of their authority. It may hold a great power, but power alone isn't what makes one just.. ...Their intent had been sensed long before movement had been made. A life lived around imperials had not left her blind to their naturally withheld ways; as such, even subtle shifts of their body language spoke volumes of their future actions. It would not take long for an approach to be made; so, would they measure up to the standard of an heir? [i]"I apologize for this, little one. But those without challengers shouldn't expect to be ignored in a competition like this."[/i] Halted by the bulk of a [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/62799774] pale dragon[/url] more than triple in her size, the way he spoke - almost edging upon condescending - was enough to earn a ripple of amusement through the Skydancer. Little did he know her plans were to see whom was fit for the crown, a just ruler; an ally, if one was wise enough to see past need to compete. As such, the armoured dragon raised her head, a glinting gaze of steeled intent meeting his. Opening her maw, a question was posed in response to the challenge. "Your kingdom is rich, prosperous after a natural disaster, yet those in the lower echelons suffer due to the aftereffects of said event. To add onto this, refugees from another kingdom have taken up hold nearby, begging for assistance. What do you choose to do?" ----- @ClockworkEclipse Silva does not seem all too concerned, and responds with a question of her own. Fate may decide, but she is curious as to his desire to rule. I'm somewhat unwell, so it I don't reply for long periods, don't worry about it. xP Feel free to ping me for RP's! I need to develop this girl more and not just think about writing- [center]Silva, no matter the outcome, will head for [b]The Hewn City.[/b][/center] ----- [size=5][font=georgia][color=#3b2f2f][b]Daily Question:[/b][/font][/size] [i]Tell us about your clan's leader. If your clan does not have a leader, talk about who would be most fitting to lead your clan and why! [/i] A slowed blink, as a softened smile crossed agross her visage. "Aeonian and her partner, Guardian, are our leaders; whilst they lack the experience, their desire to learn, to do better for others is what holds them in high regard. Aeonian especially, given that she was born to the living deities of ice and water. Leadership was expected from a young age with her kin, but alas, she needed to learn the truth of herself before that.. As for Guardian, she had witnessed a life far harsher, and offers a more realistic view, driving us towards assisting all who remain forgotten, whether it be for weal or woe. Nevertheless, they are both entirely deserving of their position."
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For a time, Silva allowed herself to relax, the intricate display bringing forth memories of a childhood long past; reminding her of her values, the tenets she had been brought up with. Resolve steeling her mind; yet she was not prepared that she may have been amongst the first to have a crown bestowed upon them. In hindsight, it was obvious - her nature, and duties that she undertook made her suitable indeed; resourcefulness, diplomacy, and a gentle hand to guide a hardened blade.

Now, standing up upon that podium, the glittering gold of a crown hidden within pale plumage, Silva remaining quiet whilst cheers echoed throughout. Antennae twitched, sensing, collecting the broad spectrum of emotions that wash through - and picking out what she deemed intriguing. A number of drakes seemed guarded, their feelings muted to the world; no doubt wary of the Skydancers that had been selected. Some, such as a towering, darkened imperial made no effort to hide their intent; they would win this, no matter the cost.

Others, however, saw this as pointless, as a game. They deemed themselves fit to rule already - but then, why do they need the help of a crown? It was a mere symbol of their authority. It may hold a great power, but power alone isn't what makes one just..

...Their intent had been sensed long before movement had been made. A life lived around imperials had not left her blind to their naturally withheld ways; as such, even subtle shifts of their body language spoke volumes of their future actions. It would not take long for an approach to be made; so, would they measure up to the standard of an heir?

"I apologize for this, little one. But those without challengers shouldn't expect to be ignored in a competition like this."

Halted by the bulk of a pale dragon more than triple in her size, the way he spoke - almost edging upon condescending - was enough to earn a ripple of amusement through the Skydancer. Little did he know her plans were to see whom was fit for the crown, a just ruler; an ally, if one was wise enough to see past need to compete. As such, the armoured dragon raised her head, a glinting gaze of steeled intent meeting his. Opening her maw, a question was posed in response to the challenge.

"Your kingdom is rich, prosperous after a natural disaster, yet those in the lower echelons suffer due to the aftereffects of said event. To add onto this, refugees from another kingdom have taken up hold nearby, begging for assistance. What do you choose to do?"
@ClockworkEclipse Silva does not seem all too concerned, and responds with a question of her own. Fate may decide, but she is curious as to his desire to rule.
I'm somewhat unwell, so it I don't reply for long periods, don't worry about it. xP

Feel free to ping me for RP's! I need to develop this girl more and not just think about writing-
Silva, no matter the outcome, will head for The Hewn City.

Daily Question:

Tell us about your clan's leader. If your clan does not have a leader, talk about who would be most fitting to lead your clan and why!



A slowed blink, as a softened smile crossed agross her visage. "Aeonian and her partner, Guardian, are our leaders; whilst they lack the experience, their desire to learn, to do better for others is what holds them in high regard. Aeonian especially, given that she was born to the living deities of ice and water. Leadership was expected from a young age with her kin, but alas, she needed to learn the truth of herself before that.. As for Guardian, she had witnessed a life far harsher, and offers a more realistic view, driving us towards assisting all who remain forgotten, whether it be for weal or woe.

Nevertheless, they are both entirely deserving of their position."
[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/534875][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/5349/534875_350.png[/img][/url][/center] Odin smiled to himself as he entered the Daylight Sanctum's grand hall with his frills fanned out in a display of confidence. He admired the decor as Ramses showed him to his seat at the central table, but as he settled down he made sure to check out his competition. After listening to Ramses' introduction, he was deeply disappointed (and offended) not to be one of the six called forward to receive a crown. What 'outstanding potential' did they have that he was lacking? His frills pulled down into a sneer of disgust, no matter how hard he tried to hide his feelings. One of his Seekers hopped from the back of his chair to his shoulder and offered a supportive croak and a squeeze of his claws, and that reassurance allowed Odin to collect himself. They may have been named heirs to begin with, but that wouldn't be the case for long. One of those crowns was his, and he would compete for it until he had one! He listened to the rest of Ramses' instructions and took stock. Each of the dragons who had received crowns looked formidable in their own way - as did the whole crowd. He would have to be tactical here, and carefully consider who to challenge. 'Where do you think we should go, my eyes?' he asked his Seekers in a murmur when the group was released from the table and began to disperse. They hadn't had time to scope out the other dragons in the competition yet, but his familiars knew Sornieth well and he could take their counsel on this. 'Perhaps we should avoid the Emperor's Wake for now: it may be clogged with warriors, keen to test their skill ...' Huginn chattered at him and tipped his head in what seemed to be agreement. 'So, the Mirrorlight Promenade or the Hewn City,' Odin said, keeping his voice low enough not to be overheard and watching his familiars' reactions. Their bright eyes met with his at the mention of the first location, but the pair looked away at the mention of Light's ruined metropolis: a sure sign. Odin nodded. 'Very well. To the Promenade. But before we leave ...' His eyes drifted to the line of heirs who were still receiving congratulations and challenges from other participants. He had a challenge to make. ----- Before leaving the grand hall, Odin made sure to answer the [b]Daily Question: Tell us about your clan's leader. If your clan does not have a leader, talk about who would be most fitting to lead your clan and why![/b] 'Of course, [i]I[/i] am the leader of the Lundlaevungar!' A reproachful croak from Muninn made him pause and add somewhat recultanctly, 'Alongside my fellow members of the Althing Council: Loki and Angrboda, the founders of the Clan; Thor, who is in charge of our protection; and an Arcane Sprite, Lundlaeva. Loki and Thor are as brothers to me and, though we have our differences, I respect their opinions and decisions.' At an amused chatter from Muninn, Obin broke off to swat at the Seeker's beak and hiss at him to shush. 'As I was saying: though we may not see eye to eye, we ensure the smooth running of the clan's business together. That said, [i]I[/i] am - quite rightly - regarded as the face of the Lundlaevungar, if you will. After all, I am usually the one to welcome important guests and show them our hospitality, and so on. My fellow council members have more proletarian or personal concerns to attend to, and never seem to have the time. It's a responsibility I shoulder with great pride.' ----- OOC: So it begins! I want to apologise in advance for Odin's manner, he is very self-centred and arrogant, haha. (Also take everything he says with a grain of salt.)
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Odin smiled to himself as he entered the Daylight Sanctum's grand hall with his frills fanned out in a display of confidence. He admired the decor as Ramses showed him to his seat at the central table, but as he settled down he made sure to check out his competition.

After listening to Ramses' introduction, he was deeply disappointed (and offended) not to be one of the six called forward to receive a crown. What 'outstanding potential' did they have that he was lacking? His frills pulled down into a sneer of disgust, no matter how hard he tried to hide his feelings. One of his Seekers hopped from the back of his chair to his shoulder and offered a supportive croak and a squeeze of his claws, and that reassurance allowed Odin to collect himself. They may have been named heirs to begin with, but that wouldn't be the case for long. One of those crowns was his, and he would compete for it until he had one!

He listened to the rest of Ramses' instructions and took stock. Each of the dragons who had received crowns looked formidable in their own way - as did the whole crowd. He would have to be tactical here, and carefully consider who to challenge.

'Where do you think we should go, my eyes?' he asked his Seekers in a murmur when the group was released from the table and began to disperse. They hadn't had time to scope out the other dragons in the competition yet, but his familiars knew Sornieth well and he could take their counsel on this. 'Perhaps we should avoid the Emperor's Wake for now: it may be clogged with warriors, keen to test their skill ...'

Huginn chattered at him and tipped his head in what seemed to be agreement.

'So, the Mirrorlight Promenade or the Hewn City,' Odin said, keeping his voice low enough not to be overheard and watching his familiars' reactions. Their bright eyes met with his at the mention of the first location, but the pair looked away at the mention of Light's ruined metropolis: a sure sign. Odin nodded. 'Very well. To the Promenade. But before we leave ...'

His eyes drifted to the line of heirs who were still receiving congratulations and challenges from other participants. He had a challenge to make.


Before leaving the grand hall, Odin made sure to answer the Daily Question: Tell us about your clan's leader. If your clan does not have a leader, talk about who would be most fitting to lead your clan and why!

'Of course, I am the leader of the Lundlaevungar!' A reproachful croak from Muninn made him pause and add somewhat recultanctly, 'Alongside my fellow members of the Althing Council: Loki and Angrboda, the founders of the Clan; Thor, who is in charge of our protection; and an Arcane Sprite, Lundlaeva. Loki and Thor are as brothers to me and, though we have our differences, I respect their opinions and decisions.'

At an amused chatter from Muninn, Obin broke off to swat at the Seeker's beak and hiss at him to shush.

'As I was saying: though we may not see eye to eye, we ensure the smooth running of the clan's business together. That said, I am - quite rightly - regarded as the face of the Lundlaevungar, if you will. After all, I am usually the one to welcome important guests and show them our hospitality, and so on. My fellow council members have more proletarian or personal concerns to attend to, and never seem to have the time. It's a responsibility I shoulder with great pride.'


OOC: So it begins! I want to apologise in advance for Odin's manner, he is very self-centred and arrogant, haha. (Also take everything he says with a grain of salt.)
A two-toned pink eight-pointed compass rose with the Arcane symbol at the centre, with the word 'adept' hand-written in front of the downwards point
The Spire, home of the Lundlaevungar: a crystal island shaped like an inverted mountain floating above the sea in a yellow sky
The Pirate Trials button, linking to the thread: a pink pearl with subtle gold sparkles, with 'The Pirate Trials' handwritten in front; the P is an eye patch with a skull on it House Starseeker Emblem: a navy hexagon with a magenta outline containing bright pink crystals and yellow sparkles
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So, unlike the Guardians, preparing to fight with their claws, this one wishes to fight with her wit. He settles himself before the smaller Skydancer, dipping his head. "You're wiser than some of the others here, it seems." His sons take a moment to watch, their ears turned towards Silva as they wait for their father's answer. Was he right, or is there a better answer than what he'll come up with? It takes him a few moments longer to find the right words. "A difficult problem, to be certain. Hoard the prosperity, and the lower echelons suffer for it, as well as another kingdom that may someday rise in resentment of your decision. Be too generous, and you'll be unprepared for when the prosperity passes, leaving you vulnerable in the difficult times that will likely follow." He nods his head as he smiles to the Skydancer. "So, the best decision, with the information provided, is to use this fleeting prosperity wisely. Don't become complacent, or worse dependent, on the wealth and abundance from this disaster, but use what you can to be ready for what may follow. Aid the lower echelons so they won't revolt, keep what standards you held before this bubble of prosperity for the rest, and use what you must to aid the refugees so their kingdom won't hold animosity towards you when their time of need passes. The rest can be stowed away for when the next disaster strikes, and fortune isn't as favorable as she was this time." His sons mull over their father's response as he tilts his head. It's hard to read Skydancers sometimes, though he's done his best to be just as difficult. He had underestimated her with his approach, though this iss certainly more entertaining than just exchanging blows with drakes. If he'd wanted that, he'd have stayed at home and asked for a rematch with Khashada. Well, if he didn't mind the risk of somehow creating another battle-born creature in the process. Whether he'd passed her test or not, a part of him actually hopes he'll find her going where he planned to flee to. Perhaps she'd even seen his signal he'd given to his sons earlier. "Keeping the standard of living the same, and making sure aid is given to the lower echelons to bring them back to that standard, would allow for resources to be stocked, right? Without too much fuss, that is." Zerah turns his lead to nod to his firstborn, Eos. That one had a mind for the people. It was something that gave Zerah a touch of pride. Eos was a natural at handling those who'd look up to him. "And aiding the other kingdom might even determine whether they'd survive or not. It'd give leverage to allegiances if needed, and provide an ally if you can't support yourself during a future disaster. Natural or not." Zerah nodded his head again. His second born, a twin to Eos, had a more strategic mind. He may not appear as approachable, but he certainly knew how to handle any future conflicts. Hesperus would make a great ruler himself, if only from the shadows. A tactician, at least. "So, Silva, correct? What about you? What would you do in such a situation? Plentiful resources, a hoard of wealth, yet suffering lower classes and refugees from a neighboring kingdom, all in the wake of a tragic natural disaster... Surely you have your own idea on what must be done." He could only hope he didn't sound too condescending. Apparently being judged for your own kin your entire life can lead you to sound just as judgemental, whether it was meant or not. Seeing the skydancer now for what she was, he knew she'd make a better ally than an enemy. The last thing you want to do is offend someone like that.[/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=30450&tab=dragon&did=2177898][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/4cwrijo741uf1jb/lightmidsmall.png[/img][/url] [size=4]@Velkhana Zerah takes the opportunity to teach his sons a lesson on ruling a kingdom. He plans to have them close at hand, after all, if he were to succeed in his endeavor here. He also hopes they catch onto the fact that they should never judge a drake by their appearance. Especially since he'd done just that, and discovered Silva to be more formidable than anticipated. It also appears that Zerah is hoping to encounter Silva again, if only because she's provided such an excellent opportunity to learn to his own kin. He likely isn't aware that encounter will be sooner than he thought... in [b]The Hewn City.[/b] (and yes, I submitted my form to go there before your reply, so my mind just went "She totally saw him motion for the route to the Hewn City and went 'Oh what a coincidence. Guess I'm stuck with him tomorrow as well.' " XD Also, totally chill with long wait times between replies. Gives time to think things over and work on house chores. Goal's to have fun, after all!)[/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=30450&tab=dragon&did=2177898][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/zh57bc4xsa06f9p/lightbottom.png[/img][/url][/center]
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The pale imperial pauses at the question, thinking it over for a moment. So, unlike the Guardians, preparing to fight with their claws, this one wishes to fight with her wit. He settles himself before the smaller Skydancer, dipping his head.

"You're wiser than some of the others here, it seems." His sons take a moment to watch, their ears turned towards Silva as they wait for their father's answer. Was he right, or is there a better answer than what he'll come up with? It takes him a few moments longer to find the right words.

"A difficult problem, to be certain. Hoard the prosperity, and the lower echelons suffer for it, as well as another kingdom that may someday rise in resentment of your decision. Be too generous, and you'll be unprepared for when the prosperity passes, leaving you vulnerable in the difficult times that will likely follow." He nods his head as he smiles to the Skydancer.

"So, the best decision, with the information provided, is to use this fleeting prosperity wisely. Don't become complacent, or worse dependent, on the wealth and abundance from this disaster, but use what you can to be ready for what may follow. Aid the lower echelons so they won't revolt, keep what standards you held before this bubble of prosperity for the rest, and use what you must to aid the refugees so their kingdom won't hold animosity towards you when their time of need passes. The rest can be stowed away for when the next disaster strikes, and fortune isn't as favorable as she was this time."

His sons mull over their father's response as he tilts his head. It's hard to read Skydancers sometimes, though he's done his best to be just as difficult. He had underestimated her with his approach, though this iss certainly more entertaining than just exchanging blows with drakes. If he'd wanted that, he'd have stayed at home and asked for a rematch with Khashada. Well, if he didn't mind the risk of somehow creating another battle-born creature in the process. Whether he'd passed her test or not, a part of him actually hopes he'll find her going where he planned to flee to. Perhaps she'd even seen his signal he'd given to his sons earlier.

"Keeping the standard of living the same, and making sure aid is given to the lower echelons to bring them back to that standard, would allow for resources to be stocked, right? Without too much fuss, that is." Zerah turns his lead to nod to his firstborn, Eos. That one had a mind for the people. It was something that gave Zerah a touch of pride. Eos was a natural at handling those who'd look up to him.

"And aiding the other kingdom might even determine whether they'd survive or not. It'd give leverage to allegiances if needed, and provide an ally if you can't support yourself during a future disaster. Natural or not." Zerah nodded his head again. His second born, a twin to Eos, had a more strategic mind. He may not appear as approachable, but he certainly knew how to handle any future conflicts. Hesperus would make a great ruler himself, if only from the shadows. A tactician, at least.

"So, Silva, correct? What about you? What would you do in such a situation? Plentiful resources, a hoard of wealth, yet suffering lower classes and refugees from a neighboring kingdom, all in the wake of a tragic natural disaster... Surely you have your own idea on what must be done."

He could only hope he didn't sound too condescending. Apparently being judged for your own kin your entire life can lead you to sound just as judgemental, whether it was meant or not. Seeing the skydancer now for what she was, he knew she'd make a better ally than an enemy. The last thing you want to do is offend someone like that.


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@Velkhana Zerah takes the opportunity to teach his sons a lesson on ruling a kingdom. He plans to have them close at hand, after all, if he were to succeed in his endeavor here. He also hopes they catch onto the fact that they should never judge a drake by their appearance. Especially since he'd done just that, and discovered Silva to be more formidable than anticipated.

It also appears that Zerah is hoping to encounter Silva again, if only because she's provided such an excellent opportunity to learn to his own kin. He likely isn't aware that encounter will be sooner than he thought... in The Hewn City.

(and yes, I submitted my form to go there before your reply, so my mind just went "She totally saw him motion for the route to the Hewn City and went 'Oh what a coincidence. Guess I'm stuck with him tomorrow as well.' " XD

Also, totally chill with long wait times between replies. Gives time to think things over and work on house chores. Goal's to have fun, after all!)


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