From the Egg to the Stars (A Dragon Quest)
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Jeboboid
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Huh, I didn't actually know that. Most of my characters actually name themselves, and Sorella is the name she chose for herself. She has a title to go with it, but that will have to wait until you find that out.
Jeboboid
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That's for me to know, and for you to find out, I'm afraid. All I'll tell you is that Jeweltrees are rare. And it's all connected to the plot which I've written/continues to write itself when I'm not looking.
Seriously, it keeps writing itself. I'm starting to think that the plot's alive. I tried to keep it still by trapping it in a glass jar, but it's escaped and I think it's learning. Someone send help.
FullNothingness
Mostly DHMO.
[X] Escape Alaina's embrace. Everybody look out, little dragonling's got stuff to do!
-[X] Hunt for bugs in the surrounding foliage (There aren't any, but you can pretend, damnit!)
I don't think potentially damaging a super special tree is a good idea.
-[X] Hunt for bugs in the surrounding foliage (There aren't any, but you can pretend, damnit!)
I don't think potentially damaging a super special tree is a good idea.
[X] Escape Alaina's embrace. Everybody look out, little dragonling's got stuff to do!
-[X] Hunt for bugs in the surrounding foliage (There aren't any, but you can pretend, damnit!)
-[X] Hunt for bugs in the surrounding foliage (There aren't any, but you can pretend, damnit!)
Omake: To Find a Bloodline
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Omake: To Find a Bloodline
Neptune darted his eyes across the hallway, the steady lights from the torches hiding the fact that it was near midnight. It was likely that he could do this during the day, neither Aliana nor Catherine were likely to deny him the chance to look through the library's tomes... But... Part of his heart rebelled. Humans did see things differently sometimes. And there had been hunters. He wasn't sure if they were there for any dragon egg, or for his parent's clutch specifically. Either way, they likely knew who they were fighting. And that meant someone asking about both his parents names... That was likely to grab their attention in all the worst ways. And... From what mother had said, dreamwalking was a rare skill, much less for one to have it since hatching. And if he wanted to talk to them about this, they would ask how he knew.
And they could always tell when he wasn't perfectly honest on the matter. Better, he rationalized, to do some checking himself on his own first. Especially since he was not likely to find anything.
Which is why he was here, slinking to the library to chase dreams. Quick movements slid him up to the door. A slight nudge to minimize the creek and he was in. Now he had to think, from what he'd heard so far, if he were to start searching for any information, he'd need to look at either information from over two hundred years ago or in books not about history per say. A book of myth and legend might serve his purposes just as well.
Coming to the first shelf, he quickly located a candlestick. With a slight huff of magic he called up some of his Fyre and lit the candle. And now he had light enough to read the titles by. A quick scan of the tomes on the lowest shelf did not immediately reveal anything that seemed to scream, "Answers right here! Read ME, Neppy!" Most were accounts on battles, records of cattle and tax, or even tresties on games of strategy... While they might be able to point him in the direction of some more global issues or clues to what was going on in certain areas... That was time he really didn't have at the moment. And mathematics at higher levels was still something that he had yet to master.
But as he continued down the shelf he found a well worn cover. A sign of use. That was enough to peak his interest. Especially one so low to the ground. That meant it was likely a child whom had constantly taken it out and placed it back. While it was no guarantee, it was a better option than randomly leafing through every single one and then trying to sneak back before the others realized that he had been up.
He carefully slid the book from the others, and mindful of his claws leaving marks, dragged it back to the reading light, he turned it and inspected the side opposite the binding. The edges were dog-eared and worn, another sign that it was a favorite of someone. He slipped a claw into one of the dog-eared pages and eased it open. The illustration grand and glittering as expensive dies and leaf sparkled in flickering candle-light. In the background a forested mountain rose until it became a snowcapped peak. Closer to the front, a shimmering lake... And in center of the frame, an old sage and a mighty dragon staring off. From the illustration it was impossible to tell if the meeting was friendly or the beginning of battle. But he had what he was looking for in some sense. Mythology.
Now, to see if there mentioned were the names Sorella or Vithras. Kithrax the Mighty, Ulther the Righteous, Puck the Glib...
Neptune darted his eyes across the hallway, the steady lights from the torches hiding the fact that it was near midnight. It was likely that he could do this during the day, neither Aliana nor Catherine were likely to deny him the chance to look through the library's tomes... But... Part of his heart rebelled. Humans did see things differently sometimes. And there had been hunters. He wasn't sure if they were there for any dragon egg, or for his parent's clutch specifically. Either way, they likely knew who they were fighting. And that meant someone asking about both his parents names... That was likely to grab their attention in all the worst ways. And... From what mother had said, dreamwalking was a rare skill, much less for one to have it since hatching. And if he wanted to talk to them about this, they would ask how he knew.
And they could always tell when he wasn't perfectly honest on the matter. Better, he rationalized, to do some checking himself on his own first. Especially since he was not likely to find anything.
Which is why he was here, slinking to the library to chase dreams. Quick movements slid him up to the door. A slight nudge to minimize the creek and he was in. Now he had to think, from what he'd heard so far, if he were to start searching for any information, he'd need to look at either information from over two hundred years ago or in books not about history per say. A book of myth and legend might serve his purposes just as well.
Coming to the first shelf, he quickly located a candlestick. With a slight huff of magic he called up some of his Fyre and lit the candle. And now he had light enough to read the titles by. A quick scan of the tomes on the lowest shelf did not immediately reveal anything that seemed to scream, "Answers right here! Read ME, Neppy!" Most were accounts on battles, records of cattle and tax, or even tresties on games of strategy... While they might be able to point him in the direction of some more global issues or clues to what was going on in certain areas... That was time he really didn't have at the moment. And mathematics at higher levels was still something that he had yet to master.
But as he continued down the shelf he found a well worn cover. A sign of use. That was enough to peak his interest. Especially one so low to the ground. That meant it was likely a child whom had constantly taken it out and placed it back. While it was no guarantee, it was a better option than randomly leafing through every single one and then trying to sneak back before the others realized that he had been up.
He carefully slid the book from the others, and mindful of his claws leaving marks, dragged it back to the reading light, he turned it and inspected the side opposite the binding. The edges were dog-eared and worn, another sign that it was a favorite of someone. He slipped a claw into one of the dog-eared pages and eased it open. The illustration grand and glittering as expensive dies and leaf sparkled in flickering candle-light. In the background a forested mountain rose until it became a snowcapped peak. Closer to the front, a shimmering lake... And in center of the frame, an old sage and a mighty dragon staring off. From the illustration it was impossible to tell if the meeting was friendly or the beginning of battle. But he had what he was looking for in some sense. Mythology.
Now, to see if there mentioned were the names Sorella or Vithras. Kithrax the Mighty, Ulther the Righteous, Puck the Glib...
- Location
- Leeds
[X] Escape Alaina's embrace. Errybody look out, little dragonling's got stuff to do!
-[X]Add the Jeweltree to your hoard Create a hoard. Then add the Jeweltree to it.[/S]
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Jeboboid
Draconic GM
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- United Kingdom
My first Omake! Please do not mind me as I fidget in excitement. And well written too! Have 2 experience points to apply wherever you wish!
Jeboboid
Draconic GM
- Location
- United Kingdom
That would be a single point to get it to rank 1. Though you might get it naturally in the upcoming game-day
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Perhaps. But then if we already have it we can just train it.
1 to Stealth and 1 to buy Investigation please.
Jeboboid
Draconic GM
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- United Kingdom
Alrighty! It was about time for me to update the character sheet anyway.
Edit: And done! Go check out the information pages!
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[X] Escape Alaina's embrace. Errybody look out, little dragonling's got stuff to do!
-[X] Hunt for bugs in the surrounding foliage (There aren't any, but you can pretend, damnit!)
-[X] Hunt for bugs in the surrounding foliage (There aren't any, but you can pretend, damnit!)