Introduction
In the Olde Times
Before the era of knights and damsels, before the era of castles and lords, before the era of cattle and sheep, there were dragons. The dragons, the ancient ones, were borne among the First Races and are the lore keepers of times past. They are the collectors of treasures and secrets. They are the greatest beasts that roam the earth. The others borne among the First Races -- humans, bovines, felines, canines, equestrians, and the like -- envied the advancement of the dragons for verily, they were wise. Where the others groveled and writhed in the dirt the dragons took to the sky. Where others stumbled in the darkness of ignorance, the dragons bathed in the glorious warmth of knowledge. And as parents shield their children from the world and its ways, so too did the dragons shield the other races from their wisdom. For the dragons knew that they were not yet ready to receive it. The simple beasts of the First Races were content in their ignorance, happy to stay in the dark. But, there was one Race that sought out knowledge with a curious zeal that rivaled the dragons'. The humans. These two-legged beasts stumbled about in their pursuit of a higher existence, yet they advanced. They tamed the other Races and the land. They learned and grew and with this growth they also gained arrogance. They prided themselves on their superiority and were out-shined by only one Race. The dragons. Over the centuries, animosity grew between these two groups and they went to war. The humans, fleshy, fang-less beasts, were all but powerless in the face of the dragons' fire and claws. So, the humans turned the other Races against the dragons and so began The First War. So destructive was this battle that the land itself was threatened. As such, the elders of the dragons and humans, the most magical of both Races, convened and ended the war. At its end, the dragons were crippled and went into hiding, separating themselves from the humans and rejoicing in the simple pleasures of life with the other Races. And so it was that humans and dragons came to hate one another with a distrust so powerful, it seemed an uncrossable barrier.
The New Times
In the current era, dragons are scarcely seen among the cities of men. They exist throughout the wild lands, but keep their distance from human civilization. This separation is held to be extremely important to both races. As such, a human defiled by a dragon is abandoned and a dragon defiled by a human faces the same fate. Dragons hunt humans unfortunate enough to stray to their dens, and humans hunt dragons to gain glory and prestige.
The Cayretakers
One day, a girl wanders into a cave and discovers a den of dragons. A place where dragons convene and bear or raise young. The draconic caretaker, Gren, is on his deathbed and seeks the aid of the girl he sees to be pure of heart. When he requests of her to take his role, she can not refuse and assumes the role of the Cayretaker. Little does the girl know that the cave harbors divisions, secrets, and dangers that that must be faced and defeated. There is a long road ahead of her that only she and the select few can walk. Times are changing and the divisions between the two races are disappearing. Humans are entering the world of dragons and dragons are entering the world of man. The time has come for the schism to end, and the heroes will be the ones to lead the merge.
(The cave is located in England)
Characters
Acceptable Characters (Races)
Dragons (the most needed)
Humans
(The other Races may come into play as the RP develops)
Characters In Play
Name: Kaspartha | Role: Cayretaker | Gender: Female | Race: Human | Status: Active
Name: Caera | Role: Outcast Princcess | Gender: Female | Race: Human | Status: Active
Name: Kivuli | Role: Youngling | Gender: Female | Race: Dragon (Pillow Dragon) | Status: Active
Name: Marcus | Role: Magyka | Gender: Male Race: Dragon (White Dragon) | Status: Active
Name: Larissa | Role: Youngling |Gender: Female | Race: Dragon (Rosebud Dragon) | Status: Active
Name: Hevel | Role: Youngling | Gender: Male | Race: Dragon (Lumina Dragon) | Status: Active
Name: Izotz | Role: Youngling | Gender: Male | Race: Dragon (Ice Dragon)| Status: Active
Character Skeleton
Name:
Species:
Breed/Race: (Breed for dragons, Race for humans)
Role: (In relation to draconic or human society)
Age: (For dragon characters please add whether they are an egg, hatchling, or adult)
Gender:
Appearance: (Picture or Description is fine)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Personality:
History: (not really applicable is the character is an egg)
P.S. When building your characters please look to the official Dragon Cave website for insight. You can find dragon breeds and habits on http://dragcave.wikia.com/wiki/Dragon_Cave_Wiki. Click on Dragon Types and scroll down the list to see what you like. Make sure to click the dragons' names and read their official breed descriptions (adult). Try to keep as close the those "presets" as you can. I'd really prefer almost all of the characters to be dragons in the beginning. Once things develop we'll add human society to the mix. Also, state whether or not you want your character to start off as an egg that grows up in the RP (the preferable option) or an adult dragon with established roots in the cave. Feel free to ask questions in the OOC area.
P.P.S. This roleplay isn't intended to revolve around one character. Give serious consideration to plot developments with other intertwining storylines
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The sun shined brightly in the azure sky above. The trees swayed in the slight wind that brushed ever so gently through the forest. The birds sang and the woodland creatures scurried. All in all the day was luminescent in its lazy tranquility. Perhaps that's why the cave was so utterly imposing. Its dark mouth looked all the darker with the sun's rays beating down with cheer. It's hollow, soundless core was at odds with the chatter of the forest. The girl noticed these things and began to rethink her decision.
The girl stepped into the cave wondering what treasures lie within. Surely such a wonderous place would hold adventure?
But, how could she? She musn't go back on her word. She'd made a vow on the graves of her parents, a vow that could never be broken.
She hopped rock to rock on a still pond and ducked into a cavern. The first thing she noticed was the beautiful stalagtites hanging from the ceiling like nature's homemade chandeliers... Then she noticed the huge green dragon glaring at her with thinly veiled distaste. Why didn't she notice the dragon first?
The girl took a deep breath. This should be fine right? She obviously had the skills to do this job since the old dragon picked her. But... What if the other dragons didn't feel the same?
At first the dragon was angry at the girl. He demanded things of her. Her name. Her purpose. Blah, blah, blah. The girl stood her ground admirably and apologized for her intrusion. The dragon began to respect her for this. Then they began to talk.
The girl sat down on the lush grass and tried to pull herself together. She could do this. She could do this. She could... Easily die at the hand of vicious taloned dragons... Shoot...
They talked for quite some time and then the old, scarred dragon seemed to grow weary which troubled the girl. "Hey, Sir Dragon. You haven't told me your name." She hoped to re-energize the dragon. She enjoyed making friends.
The dragon smiled at her in the way dragons do and said "I am called Gren, small one..."
"Don't you wish to know my name too?"
Gren seemed thoughtful for a moment and then looked at the girl with an unsettling scrutiny that made the girl feel as if he were looking at her, through her, and around her all at the same time.
The girl began to walk through the forest, hoping to absorb the positive vibe of nature. Surely she could find inspiration.
Gren began to tell the girl a horribly depressing story about the Great War. She knew of the legend, but never had it been described so vividly.
Gren then went on to tell her about his life and experiences. His hopes and dreams. His dreads and worries. Then he told her what he needed of her. Once he finished... The girl could scarcely believe what he'd said.
The girl looked to her arm and saw the ornate mark from which she'd recieved from Gren. "The Cayretaker Emblem" he'd called it. Just because she had the emblem didn't mean she deserved the title...
Gren asked a great duty of the girl. It was an odd thing to do especially after he'd met he that very same day. But the old dragon was quickly approaching his Dying Time and needed someone to fill his position. He'd convinced the girl to take this role and she'd sworn. Upon her parents' graves that she would fulfill her promise. Then he bathed her in ceremonial flames that passed his burden onto her. After he had done this, Gren sank to the ground in exhaustion.
The girl put her head between her knees. She couldn't do this. She was human for goodness sake. What did she know about caring for dragons? She'd never even recieved any training. She only made the promise yesterday!
"Tell me young one, for it is my wish to know. Tell me your name."
"It's Kaspartha."
Gren has said that he saw someting within her. But what could it have been? She didn't know of anything terribly important about herself. Then she suddenly realized how weak she was being. This wasn't about her! It was about Gren and her promise to him!
Kaspartha jumped off the ground and ran to the mouth of the cave. She stared it down and made her first step to the cave that held not only her destiny, but the destiny of thousands of other souls who have entered and exited its walls.
The girl stepped into the cave wondering what treasures lie within. Surely such a wonderous place would hold adventure?
But, how could she? She musn't go back on her word. She'd made a vow on the graves of her parents, a vow that could never be broken.
She hopped rock to rock on a still pond and ducked into a cavern. The first thing she noticed was the beautiful stalagtites hanging from the ceiling like nature's homemade chandeliers... Then she noticed the huge green dragon glaring at her with thinly veiled distaste. Why didn't she notice the dragon first?
The girl took a deep breath. This should be fine right? She obviously had the skills to do this job since the old dragon picked her. But... What if the other dragons didn't feel the same?
At first the dragon was angry at the girl. He demanded things of her. Her name. Her purpose. Blah, blah, blah. The girl stood her ground admirably and apologized for her intrusion. The dragon began to respect her for this. Then they began to talk.
The girl sat down on the lush grass and tried to pull herself together. She could do this. She could do this. She could... Easily die at the hand of vicious taloned dragons... Shoot...
They talked for quite some time and then the old, scarred dragon seemed to grow weary which troubled the girl. "Hey, Sir Dragon. You haven't told me your name." She hoped to re-energize the dragon. She enjoyed making friends.
The dragon smiled at her in the way dragons do and said "I am called Gren, small one..."
"Don't you wish to know my name too?"
Gren seemed thoughtful for a moment and then looked at the girl with an unsettling scrutiny that made the girl feel as if he were looking at her, through her, and around her all at the same time.
The girl began to walk through the forest, hoping to absorb the positive vibe of nature. Surely she could find inspiration.
Gren began to tell the girl a horribly depressing story about the Great War. She knew of the legend, but never had it been described so vividly.
Gren then went on to tell her about his life and experiences. His hopes and dreams. His dreads and worries. Then he told her what he needed of her. Once he finished... The girl could scarcely believe what he'd said.
The girl looked to her arm and saw the ornate mark from which she'd recieved from Gren. "The Cayretaker Emblem" he'd called it. Just because she had the emblem didn't mean she deserved the title...
Gren asked a great duty of the girl. It was an odd thing to do especially after he'd met he that very same day. But the old dragon was quickly approaching his Dying Time and needed someone to fill his position. He'd convinced the girl to take this role and she'd sworn. Upon her parents' graves that she would fulfill her promise. Then he bathed her in ceremonial flames that passed his burden onto her. After he had done this, Gren sank to the ground in exhaustion.
The girl put her head between her knees. She couldn't do this. She was human for goodness sake. What did she know about caring for dragons? She'd never even recieved any training. She only made the promise yesterday!
"Tell me young one, for it is my wish to know. Tell me your name."
"It's Kaspartha."
Gren has said that he saw someting within her. But what could it have been? She didn't know of anything terribly important about herself. Then she suddenly realized how weak she was being. This wasn't about her! It was about Gren and her promise to him!
Kaspartha jumped off the ground and ran to the mouth of the cave. She stared it down and made her first step to the cave that held not only her destiny, but the destiny of thousands of other souls who have entered and exited its walls.
Kivuli was napping, as per usual. This day was different, she woke up sad, Gren had given his position to someone new. She knew that he was old, and knew his time was almost over, but she had to think happy, there was going to be someone new. So, she stayed up for a very long time, like 5 hours, well that was a long time for her, and had imagined what the new Cayretaker would be like. She had only heard it would be a human,so obviously, her parents didn't want her to meet the person until they had, but she wanted to meet the new person badly.
She snuck out while her parents were sleeping, and had gone close to the mouth of the cave, waiting for someone to enter. She had hidden herself from view with soem high rocks she had difficulty getting to, just incase someone else found the cave. She actually fell asleep waiting, but was awoken by the sounds of someone entering the cave. She put her head out, and saw a female human, or at least something that looked like what her parents told her a human girl looked like. Something about this girl seemed trustworthy, so Kivuli got form her hiding spot.
She flew down rather slowly, due to her body only weighing 5 pounds, it took her a while to go down. This proved to be the case when she actually landed behind the person, instead infront of her. She began to run up to the person, and stopped when she was infront of her. She looked up, she felt she as getting tired again, but she wanted to play with the new person.
"Hiya!" She said, moving aorund a bit, her fur somewhat dirty form the rocks, "You must be Gren's replacment, I'm Kivuli, nice to meet you." She said, and then began on a series of questions, "Whats it like outside? How come your scales are so tiny, I can see your viens? Do you like to nap? Want to take a nap?" She said it all very quickly, excited about the new person.
She snuck out while her parents were sleeping, and had gone close to the mouth of the cave, waiting for someone to enter. She had hidden herself from view with soem high rocks she had difficulty getting to, just incase someone else found the cave. She actually fell asleep waiting, but was awoken by the sounds of someone entering the cave. She put her head out, and saw a female human, or at least something that looked like what her parents told her a human girl looked like. Something about this girl seemed trustworthy, so Kivuli got form her hiding spot.
She flew down rather slowly, due to her body only weighing 5 pounds, it took her a while to go down. This proved to be the case when she actually landed behind the person, instead infront of her. She began to run up to the person, and stopped when she was infront of her. She looked up, she felt she as getting tired again, but she wanted to play with the new person.
"Hiya!" She said, moving aorund a bit, her fur somewhat dirty form the rocks, "You must be Gren's replacment, I'm Kivuli, nice to meet you." She said, and then began on a series of questions, "Whats it like outside? How come your scales are so tiny, I can see your viens? Do you like to nap? Want to take a nap?" She said it all very quickly, excited about the new person.
Kaspartha looked down at the hyperactive... Dragon? It seemed kinda small to be a dragon. And she'd never known a dragon to have fluff instead of scales... Then again she'd only know one dragon so far.
The little one- Kivuli was it?- had nearly scared her to death and she had just stopped herself from jumping into a stalagtite that would've impaled her for sure. When Kivuli started her long stream of questions Kaspartha only became more confused. But, she guessed she might as well answer.
"Um, hi Kivuli. Yes I am Gren's... Replacement." Kaspartha hated using that word and scowled a bit when she said it. She could hardly be what Gren must have been to this hatchling. That also meant that Gren must have already passed... The amount of sadness and regret she felt was a bit shocking. "Outside? It's nice actually, really green with plenty of birds. Have you never been outside? I actually don't have any scales because we humans just don't. You can see my veins because I'm kinda pale. And I personally don't take naps. I'd rather do something constructive or fun! Wouldn't you like to play rather than sleep?"
After Kivuli's face paced questionaire, Kaspartha couldn't help but feel encouraged. After all, Kivuli behaved much like the children in her village. The only difference was the fact that she was a dragon.
The little one- Kivuli was it?- had nearly scared her to death and she had just stopped herself from jumping into a stalagtite that would've impaled her for sure. When Kivuli started her long stream of questions Kaspartha only became more confused. But, she guessed she might as well answer.
"Um, hi Kivuli. Yes I am Gren's... Replacement." Kaspartha hated using that word and scowled a bit when she said it. She could hardly be what Gren must have been to this hatchling. That also meant that Gren must have already passed... The amount of sadness and regret she felt was a bit shocking. "Outside? It's nice actually, really green with plenty of birds. Have you never been outside? I actually don't have any scales because we humans just don't. You can see my veins because I'm kinda pale. And I personally don't take naps. I'd rather do something constructive or fun! Wouldn't you like to play rather than sleep?"
After Kivuli's face paced questionaire, Kaspartha couldn't help but feel encouraged. After all, Kivuli behaved much like the children in her village. The only difference was the fact that she was a dragon.
Kivuli listened as the girl spoke, and was surprised by her answers. "How can you not like to nap, napping is awesome! Although most dragons don't like napping, it's something only pillow dragons, like me, do." SHe said it all happily before forcing her wings to move. Her wings were tiny, even for her race, so flying was more difficult, although thanks to her size and weight, she could glide places better.
Once she was around the eye level on the girl, she put her tail around the girl's shoulders, something she did to prove she trusted someone, the tail was the most vaunerable. "I can't really play that much, I need LOTS of sleep, but don't worry. There are a lot of dragons that like to play, like Rosebuds. And I have never been outside, my parents say I am too young, and I can't fly that good yet, so Istay in here. Now follow me, you have to meet everyone." She said and started moving slowly, her tail still on her, but she was moving forward. "By the way," She said turnign around, "What's your name?"
Once she was around the eye level on the girl, she put her tail around the girl's shoulders, something she did to prove she trusted someone, the tail was the most vaunerable. "I can't really play that much, I need LOTS of sleep, but don't worry. There are a lot of dragons that like to play, like Rosebuds. And I have never been outside, my parents say I am too young, and I can't fly that good yet, so Istay in here. Now follow me, you have to meet everyone." She said and started moving slowly, her tail still on her, but she was moving forward. "By the way," She said turnign around, "What's your name?"
Pillow dragon? So the dragons had different names for each other. It must be like how humans divide each other by race.
As Kaspartha watched the little on flap her surprisingly tiny wings, she couldn't help but smile. It seemed she'd created a habit of instantly bonding with dragons she barely knew. Kivuli really struck a chord with Kaspartha. She didn't really know what the tail thing meant, but she was comforted by it anyway.
When she mentioned the sleep requirements of Pillow Dragons, Kaspartha decided to start categorizing the characteristics of the race she would be caring for.
"My name is Kaspartha." She began to follow Kivuli and realized she felt a bit better about what she was getting into... But not by much.
"Kivuli, is flying terribly hard for you? I could carry you if you get tired." She was supposed to be caring for dragon young so she figured she might as well go ahead and be all motherly.
As Kaspartha watched the little on flap her surprisingly tiny wings, she couldn't help but smile. It seemed she'd created a habit of instantly bonding with dragons she barely knew. Kivuli really struck a chord with Kaspartha. She didn't really know what the tail thing meant, but she was comforted by it anyway.
When she mentioned the sleep requirements of Pillow Dragons, Kaspartha decided to start categorizing the characteristics of the race she would be caring for.
"My name is Kaspartha." She began to follow Kivuli and realized she felt a bit better about what she was getting into... But not by much.
"Kivuli, is flying terribly hard for you? I could carry you if you get tired." She was supposed to be caring for dragon young so she figured she might as well go ahead and be all motherly.
Kivuli was very tired, she had spent a lot of energy flying, if it could be considered that, with Kaspartha. When she offered to carry her, she knew she would love this human forever.
"Yes, please." She said and then landed on her shoulder and currled herself up around her neck to hold on. "Sorry, but I am feeling very tired. Ok, to get were we need to go, just go straight ahead, then you should see some other dragons, they will tell you what to do." She said, her eyes getting very heavy. "You seem nice Kaspartha, everyone will love you. Oh yea, when my parents say I can go outside, can you show me were these little blue-berries grow, they are great." She said before closing her eyes and falling asleep on her, making slight snoring sounds, wondeering if her parents were awake by now, she highly doubted it.
"Yes, please." She said and then landed on her shoulder and currled herself up around her neck to hold on. "Sorry, but I am feeling very tired. Ok, to get were we need to go, just go straight ahead, then you should see some other dragons, they will tell you what to do." She said, her eyes getting very heavy. "You seem nice Kaspartha, everyone will love you. Oh yea, when my parents say I can go outside, can you show me were these little blue-berries grow, they are great." She said before closing her eyes and falling asleep on her, making slight snoring sounds, wondeering if her parents were awake by now, she highly doubted it.
It was a great morning and the little dragon was walking around looking everywhere and everyone who were out of their homes, he didn't know much about the world but was eager to pursue every piece of information that his eyes could give him to gain a better understanding of everything around him, Izotz only knew that he was an Ice Dragon, one of the many breeds that are all over the place.
Izotz saw how a furry dragon a little bigger than he flew toward the stranger who left the cave, he tried to hide but failed completely and watch how the strange creature and the dragon chatted happily and then looked surprised how the dragon jumped on the shoulders of the thing, the newly hatched had never seen a creature like this in the world, but hey, he just came out of his egg.
That warranted a closer look, he didn't like to get closer to the people he was watching but longed to know more about the being who had the ability to speak, Small icicles formed all around his body while was waiting but once he began to move they fell from his body and the sound that made when they broke easily betraying his, until then, stealthy advance towards the two figures.
Izotz saw how a furry dragon a little bigger than he flew toward the stranger who left the cave, he tried to hide but failed completely and watch how the strange creature and the dragon chatted happily and then looked surprised how the dragon jumped on the shoulders of the thing, the newly hatched had never seen a creature like this in the world, but hey, he just came out of his egg.
That warranted a closer look, he didn't like to get closer to the people he was watching but longed to know more about the being who had the ability to speak, Small icicles formed all around his body while was waiting but once he began to move they fell from his body and the sound that made when they broke easily betraying his, until then, stealthy advance towards the two figures.
Kaspartha smiled at Kivuli as she nestled on her neck. Wow, her fur is so soft! She might come in handy during the winter" Kaspartha couldn't help but laugh a bit at the idea.
She continued to head forward as Kivuli instructed. She had started to absentmindedly pet Kivuli when she heard something in the cave. It sounded a bit like glass breaking. Surprised at the sound, Kaspartha froze in place and looked around to see what, or who, that sound came from. Then a little blue dragon stepped out in front of them. She couldn't help but notice the temperature drop as the small one advanced.
"Hello little one," Kaspartha said with a gentle smile. She then crouched down, careful not to disturb the sleeping Kivuli, and extended her hand, palm up, to the youngling. She meant to portray her friendliness and show the dragon that she could be trusted.
"My name is Kaspartha. What do your people call you?"
She continued to head forward as Kivuli instructed. She had started to absentmindedly pet Kivuli when she heard something in the cave. It sounded a bit like glass breaking. Surprised at the sound, Kaspartha froze in place and looked around to see what, or who, that sound came from. Then a little blue dragon stepped out in front of them. She couldn't help but notice the temperature drop as the small one advanced.
"Hello little one," Kaspartha said with a gentle smile. She then crouched down, careful not to disturb the sleeping Kivuli, and extended her hand, palm up, to the youngling. She meant to portray her friendliness and show the dragon that she could be trusted.
"My name is Kaspartha. What do your people call you?"
The creature had to be some kind of genius because she was able to sense his presence easily something like that never happened before, well actually happened quite often but they always were other dragons which brought a reasonable doubt, What if she was another kind of dragon?, he didn't know every breed of dragon.
The possible-dragon crouched and her face formed a strange thing that dragons couldn't do then spread one of her extremities toward Izotz, the little dragon couldn't resist the chance to test if she had scales or not, so he lightly bit her.
"You're not a dragon" he said proudly of his discovery and then introduced himself "I'm Izotz, what are you?", Stepped back and looked at her curiously, her body was soft and had brown fur on the head also her body has various colors and he could't tell very well how was formed, at least she didn't have visible wings.
The possible-dragon crouched and her face formed a strange thing that dragons couldn't do then spread one of her extremities toward Izotz, the little dragon couldn't resist the chance to test if she had scales or not, so he lightly bit her.
"You're not a dragon" he said proudly of his discovery and then introduced himself "I'm Izotz, what are you?", Stepped back and looked at her curiously, her body was soft and had brown fur on the head also her body has various colors and he could't tell very well how was formed, at least she didn't have visible wings.
Kaspartha blinked a bit. He'd just bitten her. He hadn't drawn blood or anything, but he'd bit her... So if he didn't have the intention of hurting her, maybe he was greeting her? Was this the dragon version of a handshake... Weird...
When he commented on the obvious, she couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "You're right, I'm not a dragon. It's nice to meet you Izotz."
Kaspartha straightened out and put her hands on her hips. "You know, where I come from, it's very rude to simply come at and say 'what are you' like I'm some kind of hideous creature. You should try to be a bit more tactful Izotz. Ok?" She was in full mothering mode now, and she wasn't sure she had a problem with that. Telling people what to do can get kinda fun.
"But, I'll let it go this time. I'm a human. And I might as well tell you that I don't have fangs, claws, talons, scales, wings, or a tail. Unless you already knew that about humans?"
As Kaspartha listed off the things she didn't have she watched Izotz closely to see how he reacted to her presence. As a hatchling, he was too young to hate her for what she was, at least, that's what she hoped. Kivuli had been nothing but kind to her, but she still had to be cautious around the others.
When he commented on the obvious, she couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "You're right, I'm not a dragon. It's nice to meet you Izotz."
Kaspartha straightened out and put her hands on her hips. "You know, where I come from, it's very rude to simply come at and say 'what are you' like I'm some kind of hideous creature. You should try to be a bit more tactful Izotz. Ok?" She was in full mothering mode now, and she wasn't sure she had a problem with that. Telling people what to do can get kinda fun.
"But, I'll let it go this time. I'm a human. And I might as well tell you that I don't have fangs, claws, talons, scales, wings, or a tail. Unless you already knew that about humans?"
As Kaspartha listed off the things she didn't have she watched Izotz closely to see how he reacted to her presence. As a hatchling, he was too young to hate her for what she was, at least, that's what she hoped. Kivuli had been nothing but kind to her, but she still had to be cautious around the others.
Larissa yawned tiredly and looked up when she heard noise. It sounded different then the other hatchlings she often played wit. Maybe a new friend? She liked that idea- the more friends to play with, the better. She got very lonely easily, having no parents to coddle her.
Exited to meet this new dragon, she shook out her silky petal-like feathers and happily bounded towards the source of the noise, at the mouth of the cave. Her excitement grew when she saw her other dragon friends, Izotz and Kivuli. But with some other strange creature.
"-I'm a human. And I might as well tell you that I don't have fangs, claws, talons, wings, or a tail. Unless you already knew that about humans?"
Larissa bristled and let out a very distressed, urgent sounding whimper. "I know about humans! Izotz, they are the ones that killed my mother and my father!" she growled, backing up quickly.
Exited to meet this new dragon, she shook out her silky petal-like feathers and happily bounded towards the source of the noise, at the mouth of the cave. Her excitement grew when she saw her other dragon friends, Izotz and Kivuli. But with some other strange creature.
"-I'm a human. And I might as well tell you that I don't have fangs, claws, talons, wings, or a tail. Unless you already knew that about humans?"
Larissa bristled and let out a very distressed, urgent sounding whimper. "I know about humans! Izotz, they are the ones that killed my mother and my father!" she growled, backing up quickly.
From within the cave, an empty egg rested against the wall with a silver and gold coloring. The middle of it had been cracked open, pieces of the shell were strewn across the floor, and a tiny, silver-sheened dragon was curling up against the vacant egg. The scales this dragon had were minuscule and he was very ashamed of himself. He hoped that one day, he'd be beautiful, but for now, the most beautiful possession he had was the egg he had hatched out of nearly a week ago. He was very reluctant to leave its side; it gave him comfort, knowing that because he came from that egg, he'd one day be as shiny and brilliant as it.
Hevel opened his eyes and lifted his head when he heard several dragons leaving the cave. He strained his vision to see where they were going, and it didn't take long for him to spot a strange creature. It was perhaps the ugliest thing he'd seen since emerging from his egg, so he snarled as the human came closer. This must be the creature the Gren had been trying to explain to them before he went to forever-sleep.
As the human continued to advance towards the cave, Hevel whimpered and tried to scurry back inside of his shell. Too quickly, he placed one fore-foot into the hole and snapped more of the shell, creating a bigger hole. Continuing to cry softly, he tried to shuffle himself into the cramped egg. One more foot in and he slipped his head in the hole as well, leaving his back end exposed.
He heard footsteps coming closer, and he realized that he couldn't see what was around him and got extremely frightened, so he began to wiggle free of the egg, shaking his head back and forth quickly while he stood on his back legs, but in the midst of his panic, the shell flew off of his head and landed against the cave wall, cracking into several shards.
Hevel gasped and looked at all of the pieces lying on the ground and began to cry, hurrying over to the place where they were scattered, moving them around with his claws, trying to get them closer together so that maybe they would reform the egg.
He scraped them together into a pile, but nothing happened. "Oh, no..." Hevel sighed and laid on top of the pile of egg shells. Then, the human was in full view and he looked down on the ground, unwilling to stare into the face of such a hideous thing.
Hevel opened his eyes and lifted his head when he heard several dragons leaving the cave. He strained his vision to see where they were going, and it didn't take long for him to spot a strange creature. It was perhaps the ugliest thing he'd seen since emerging from his egg, so he snarled as the human came closer. This must be the creature the Gren had been trying to explain to them before he went to forever-sleep.
As the human continued to advance towards the cave, Hevel whimpered and tried to scurry back inside of his shell. Too quickly, he placed one fore-foot into the hole and snapped more of the shell, creating a bigger hole. Continuing to cry softly, he tried to shuffle himself into the cramped egg. One more foot in and he slipped his head in the hole as well, leaving his back end exposed.
He heard footsteps coming closer, and he realized that he couldn't see what was around him and got extremely frightened, so he began to wiggle free of the egg, shaking his head back and forth quickly while he stood on his back legs, but in the midst of his panic, the shell flew off of his head and landed against the cave wall, cracking into several shards.
Hevel gasped and looked at all of the pieces lying on the ground and began to cry, hurrying over to the place where they were scattered, moving them around with his claws, trying to get them closer together so that maybe they would reform the egg.
He scraped them together into a pile, but nothing happened. "Oh, no..." Hevel sighed and laid on top of the pile of egg shells. Then, the human was in full view and he looked down on the ground, unwilling to stare into the face of such a hideous thing.
Kaspartha inhaled a beautiful rosey scent and was delighted to see a gorgeous little hatchling appear. She was about to reach out to the new arrival when the small one hissed and said "I know about humans! Izotz, they are the ones that killed my mother and father!"
Kaspartha started a bit at that. But then she thought about the youngling. If this breed was so beautiful at such a young age, it was certainly they were downright astounding as adults... She was willing to bet many a nobleman would pay for wings such as hers. The thought made her sick. She could barely stand hunting for the sake of sustenance, much less sport. And moreover, these dragons had had young to care for, not that those who struck them down cared...
She thought back to the day her parents were taken from her and winced in sympathy. She'd hated, and still hates, royals for that soul crushing loss. She'd come to believe that all people of noble blood were selfish, ruthless people, so she could hardly blame the pink hatchling for looking at her the way she was. Also, she was expecting hatred from the dragons anyway. Kaspartha started to stroke Kivuli's pelt, happy for the only friend she she was going to make.
She smiled a bitter smile at the hatchling. "Well little one, you and I have something in common. Humans killed my parents as well. I can hardly apologize for the passing of your mother and father, because I myself didn't participate, but I understand your hatred. And you are entitled to it."
Kaspartha then frowned a bit as she heard some mild cracking noises. She decided that they were just Izotz' ice crystals falling and decided to ignore it for the time being.
Kaspartha started a bit at that. But then she thought about the youngling. If this breed was so beautiful at such a young age, it was certainly they were downright astounding as adults... She was willing to bet many a nobleman would pay for wings such as hers. The thought made her sick. She could barely stand hunting for the sake of sustenance, much less sport. And moreover, these dragons had had young to care for, not that those who struck them down cared...
She thought back to the day her parents were taken from her and winced in sympathy. She'd hated, and still hates, royals for that soul crushing loss. She'd come to believe that all people of noble blood were selfish, ruthless people, so she could hardly blame the pink hatchling for looking at her the way she was. Also, she was expecting hatred from the dragons anyway. Kaspartha started to stroke Kivuli's pelt, happy for the only friend she she was going to make.
She smiled a bitter smile at the hatchling. "Well little one, you and I have something in common. Humans killed my parents as well. I can hardly apologize for the passing of your mother and father, because I myself didn't participate, but I understand your hatred. And you are entitled to it."
Kaspartha then frowned a bit as she heard some mild cracking noises. She decided that they were just Izotz' ice crystals falling and decided to ignore it for the time being.
The creature said to be something called 'Human' she also scolded for asking What was her, Izotz put his paws on his head and bent to demonstrate repentance, the Ice Dragon didn't want to upset Ka-Kasp... the human since he didn't know what kind of punishment she could give him, the idea that she had no wings or tail or anything confused him greatly, They would grow once she became an adult?.
To increase the confusion Larissa came saying that humans killed her parents, "What is killing?" he asked curiously, the Hatchling didn't have any specific knowledge about such action but thought for their reaction that was something bad, it meant that humans were bad?, was something quite worrying for the little dragon.
Sounds came from the cave and Izotz just saw something shining, "Kasperita, there's something there," he said proud of his discovery trying to make up for the time he earn a scolding but failed to remember the name of the human.
To increase the confusion Larissa came saying that humans killed her parents, "What is killing?" he asked curiously, the Hatchling didn't have any specific knowledge about such action but thought for their reaction that was something bad, it meant that humans were bad?, was something quite worrying for the little dragon.
Sounds came from the cave and Izotz just saw something shining, "Kasperita, there's something there," he said proud of his discovery trying to make up for the time he earn a scolding but failed to remember the name of the human.
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"Entitled," Hevel repeated. He'd liked the sound of the word even though it came from the human, so he said it again, "Entitled... Entitled," each time, he spoke louder than the last. Then, he rolled onto his back in the pile of shells, crumbling them into smaller bits. When he was finally finished with this outburst, he stood up and craned his neck to see his body which several pieces of shiny eggshell were stuck to him. He seemed happier with this revelation, and now felt confident enough to approach the human himself.
Specks of sunlight caught the shell and decorated the cave's stalagmites with shimmering light. He noticed this and beamed; he was very proud of himself for causing such a beautiful scene. "I haven't seen anyone like you before," he declared to Kaspartha just after climbing to a medium-sized rock and perching on top of it like a lizard would bathe in the sun. He knew it would be extremely rude to call her ugly, so he withheld this accusation. "Gren said you'd be coming. You must be a good human, then," he said softly, noticing the irritability of the other dragons and wanting to ease them with thoughts of their old caretaker.
"He wouldn't send us a bad human. That would be like sending us an Ember Dragon to be our new caretaker. Nobody wants to be taken care of by an Ember Dragon," his eyes were big and blue as he spoke, pondering what it would be like to have an Ember Dragon take care of them. He knew that Ember Dragons would be mean once he met one. He just knew it. The way that fire looked like it would bulge from their skins made them scary to look at. They'd probably have all of the hatchlings living with him in a volcano instead of a nice, lush cave like this one. That would be a terrible place to raise baby dragons, Hevel thought.
Specks of sunlight caught the shell and decorated the cave's stalagmites with shimmering light. He noticed this and beamed; he was very proud of himself for causing such a beautiful scene. "I haven't seen anyone like you before," he declared to Kaspartha just after climbing to a medium-sized rock and perching on top of it like a lizard would bathe in the sun. He knew it would be extremely rude to call her ugly, so he withheld this accusation. "Gren said you'd be coming. You must be a good human, then," he said softly, noticing the irritability of the other dragons and wanting to ease them with thoughts of their old caretaker.
"He wouldn't send us a bad human. That would be like sending us an Ember Dragon to be our new caretaker. Nobody wants to be taken care of by an Ember Dragon," his eyes were big and blue as he spoke, pondering what it would be like to have an Ember Dragon take care of them. He knew that Ember Dragons would be mean once he met one. He just knew it. The way that fire looked like it would bulge from their skins made them scary to look at. They'd probably have all of the hatchlings living with him in a volcano instead of a nice, lush cave like this one. That would be a terrible place to raise baby dragons, Hevel thought.
Kaspartha blinked at the new hatchling's arrival. Honestly, were they just sending them all at her at once? Was this their idea of a welcome party? Moreover, what in all existence was an Ember Dragon? Perhaps it was some kind of evil breed? At least the little hatchling didn't openly despise her... Yet...
"It's Kaspartha Izotz. Ka-spar-tha. Now then-"Kaspartha looked at the pink hatchling and the new hatchling in turn. "-what are your names? I'd like to know all of you in time, if that's ok. "
Then she remembered Izotz' question. She didn't particularly want to answer it. After all the reason why children were so precious, no matter their race, was because of their innocence. But, she thought grimly, in the world we live in it's better to let them understand why evil is wrong at a young age. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to answer him just yet. He should enjoy ignorance while it lasts.
She turned to Izotz and sighed. "One day, Izotz, I will tell you what killing is... But you're not quite old enough yet."
"It's Kaspartha Izotz. Ka-spar-tha. Now then-"Kaspartha looked at the pink hatchling and the new hatchling in turn. "-what are your names? I'd like to know all of you in time, if that's ok. "
Then she remembered Izotz' question. She didn't particularly want to answer it. After all the reason why children were so precious, no matter their race, was because of their innocence. But, she thought grimly, in the world we live in it's better to let them understand why evil is wrong at a young age. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to answer him just yet. He should enjoy ignorance while it lasts.
She turned to Izotz and sighed. "One day, Izotz, I will tell you what killing is... But you're not quite old enough yet."
Larissa held her head low, her gentle blue eyes accusing as she watched his unknown human. When she heard cracking, scraping, and crying she turned to see another hatchling. It was a lovely white color, and was sitting atop a shattered egg. He rolled around in the shell, causing the shards to stick to him. He then approached them, the light bouncing off the egg shards in such a beautiful way.
Larissa turned away from the human, padding over to the fellow dragon as he spoke. "He wouldn't send us a bad human. That would be like sending us an Ember Dragon to be our new caretaker. Nobody wants to be taken care of by an Ember Dragon." he spoke earnestly, causing her to glance back at the human.
"She doesn't look as bad as an Ember Dragon." she muttered, still wary of her. "I still don't trust you. But. . . I am Larissa." she told the human, still sticking close to the new dragon. She trusted him more.
Larissa turned away from the human, padding over to the fellow dragon as he spoke. "He wouldn't send us a bad human. That would be like sending us an Ember Dragon to be our new caretaker. Nobody wants to be taken care of by an Ember Dragon." he spoke earnestly, causing her to glance back at the human.
"She doesn't look as bad as an Ember Dragon." she muttered, still wary of her. "I still don't trust you. But. . . I am Larissa." she told the human, still sticking close to the new dragon. She trusted him more.
In his short time out of his shell he knew that many of the mysteries were hidden under the veil of the age, a veil that only time could remove so the little one decided to wait as the newly hatched spoke words full of wisdom about something along the lines that someone bad wouldn't be in charge of the eggs and of themselves, so that was the job of the human Kasparita, no, Karpasta... was something like that though Kasparita sounds better according to him, maybe he'll call her like that.
Now that his curiosity was satisfied and the mistery about the wingless being Izotz decided to retire to a safe distance and keep watching them hidden from afar, he ran dropping icicles that form every time stands still long enough, these theings were the culprits of most of the times he get discovered, either by sound or by the liquid trail they left when melt.
He hid behind a rock and began to look, he didn't realize that his tail was completely visible from where they were, so he believed that his hideout was perfect.
Now that his curiosity was satisfied and the mistery about the wingless being Izotz decided to retire to a safe distance and keep watching them hidden from afar, he ran dropping icicles that form every time stands still long enough, these theings were the culprits of most of the times he get discovered, either by sound or by the liquid trail they left when melt.
He hid behind a rock and began to look, he didn't realize that his tail was completely visible from where they were, so he believed that his hideout was perfect.
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"I'm called Hevel. I'm a Lumina Dragon. I'm supposed to be one of the most beautiful kinds of dragons... At least that's what my parents told me." The silver-colored dragon looked up at Kaspartha crooked, wondering if she would give him any sort of compliment on his appearance. However, he understood that it seemed strange that he'd be staying in the cave if he had parents somewhere, so he decided to explain a bit further. "They said that it was their job to find food for us since we're too small to go and get it on our own..." Hevel looked down at the ground and clawed lightly at the rock he was standing on. "I hope I'll get to go with them soon. I've only seen them once and I miss them," he concluded softly.
"I don't think the others have met all of their parents yet because they're fighting." Hevel had literally just explained all that he really knew about their situation. It was sad how clueless they all really were. He didn't really know who they were fighting or why. Because Larissa's parents didn't come back around because of the humans, Hevel assumed that all the fighting had to do with them, but he didn't feel it was his place to judge beyond what was his understanding. It wasn't the humans fault that they were born so ugly. They have every right to be jealous of a dragon's beauty- especially a Lumina Dragon's beauty like his parents.
"I don't think the others have met all of their parents yet because they're fighting." Hevel had literally just explained all that he really knew about their situation. It was sad how clueless they all really were. He didn't really know who they were fighting or why. Because Larissa's parents didn't come back around because of the humans, Hevel assumed that all the fighting had to do with them, but he didn't feel it was his place to judge beyond what was his understanding. It wasn't the humans fault that they were born so ugly. They have every right to be jealous of a dragon's beauty- especially a Lumina Dragon's beauty like his parents.
Kaspartha exhaled a breathe she hadn't known she was holding. They may not like her but [i[at least[/i] they had offered their names. That was a start right? ...Right?
Kaspartha listened intently to Hevel's account of his relationship with his parents and began to pity him if only a bit. Did dragons pay attention to their children? Surely they must?
"I don't think the others have met all of their parents yet because they're fighting."
Kaspartha frowned at Hevel's words. Were the hatchlings fighting or were the adults fighting? She decided to ask as much.
"Tell me Hevel, who exactly is fighting, and over what for that matter." She wasn't quite sure Hevel could answer the second question. For some reason she had a feeling he was a bit... Self-absorbed. Not to the point of a detrimental fault, at least not yet.
Kaspartha listened intently to Hevel's account of his relationship with his parents and began to pity him if only a bit. Did dragons pay attention to their children? Surely they must?
"I don't think the others have met all of their parents yet because they're fighting."
Kaspartha frowned at Hevel's words. Were the hatchlings fighting or were the adults fighting? She decided to ask as much.
"Tell me Hevel, who exactly is fighting, and over what for that matter." She wasn't quite sure Hevel could answer the second question. For some reason she had a feeling he was a bit... Self-absorbed. Not to the point of a detrimental fault, at least not yet.
Kivuli was dreaming well, she had drempt of eating blue-berries and playing without getting tired. Then it got sweet-smelling in her dream, and then cold. She didn't know why this was happening, but she was suddenly woken up.
Although it was sudden, she still took a minue to open her eyes. She saw all of her friends: and she got happier when she saw Larissa, she was fun to play with. And Hevel, he was cool.
"Larissa! Hevel!" She shouted, and then saw Izotz, "And Izotz!" She jumped off Kaspartha's shoulders and then began to jump around a little bit, she then remembered that Kaspartha was there. "Hey Kaspartha, I guess you met my friends, yay!" She tackled Larissa and then went back to nudging Izotz. "You have a soft neck, can I sleep there more?" She then remembered she had heard her ask a question while she was half-waking up.
"Our parents are fighting, even mine, and Pillow dragons don't really fight. They don't tell me what they are fighting about, just stay inside, thats what they tell me too do." She said, and began to wrap around her legs, just moving from the burst of energy she got from sleeping.
Although it was sudden, she still took a minue to open her eyes. She saw all of her friends: and she got happier when she saw Larissa, she was fun to play with. And Hevel, he was cool.
"Larissa! Hevel!" She shouted, and then saw Izotz, "And Izotz!" She jumped off Kaspartha's shoulders and then began to jump around a little bit, she then remembered that Kaspartha was there. "Hey Kaspartha, I guess you met my friends, yay!" She tackled Larissa and then went back to nudging Izotz. "You have a soft neck, can I sleep there more?" She then remembered she had heard her ask a question while she was half-waking up.
"Our parents are fighting, even mine, and Pillow dragons don't really fight. They don't tell me what they are fighting about, just stay inside, thats what they tell me too do." She said, and began to wrap around her legs, just moving from the burst of energy she got from sleeping.
Kaspartha frowned slightly. She honestly hadn't expected the young ones to know what was going on, but that bothered her. What were the dragons arguing about? Were they talking about her? The thought of fully grown dragons being angered and upset at her presence did little to ease Kaspartha's spirits... Well at least she had a soft neck. That's something.
"Well it's good to see you hatchlings all get along fine... Maybe I'll talk with your parents a bit. I'm sure they can help me get adjusted and all that.
Kaspartha took a minute to take in her charges. All of them were beautiful and special in their own way, she could already tell. Getting to know them is sure to be an adventure! Whether it's Larissa and her rosey smell, Hevel and his beauty, Kivuli and her sleeping habits, or Izotz and his inquisitive manner... Speaking of which, were was Izotz? He was right here!
Oh no, I've already lost a hatchling? I've only been here for a few minutes! This is not good.
"Izotz, where did you go off to," Kaspartha yelled. She hoped he hadn't wandered far. Was this a prank or something? Maybe he decided to go outside.
"Well it's good to see you hatchlings all get along fine... Maybe I'll talk with your parents a bit. I'm sure they can help me get adjusted and all that.
Kaspartha took a minute to take in her charges. All of them were beautiful and special in their own way, she could already tell. Getting to know them is sure to be an adventure! Whether it's Larissa and her rosey smell, Hevel and his beauty, Kivuli and her sleeping habits, or Izotz and his inquisitive manner... Speaking of which, were was Izotz? He was right here!
Oh no, I've already lost a hatchling? I've only been here for a few minutes! This is not good.
"Izotz, where did you go off to," Kaspartha yelled. She hoped he hadn't wandered far. Was this a prank or something? Maybe he decided to go outside.
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An entire week had passed since Gren slipped into his eternal sleep and Kaspartha came to take his place as caretaker for the hatchlings. She had come to know their names and several distinct draconic characteristics by simply being near them. By passing knowledge between the hatchlings and Kaspartha, it was discovered that the other adult dragons were battling humans in distant lands to fight for their land and wisdom, as well as to keep the humans from discovering one of their few caves that remained for raising their offspring. However, there was a small group of adult dragons who were not fighting in wars against the two-legged creatures; these dragons' purpose was to bring back food for the hatchlings while they remained unable to fend for themselves.
Early in the morning, just as the sun was peaking over the mountain, which created a large shadow over the forest visible from the mouth of the cave, there was a thunderous wind approaching the entrance. The cry of an adult lumina dragon echoed through the forest and into the cave, rattling the stalagmites enough that tiny specks of the rock began flaking from the ceiling. It stood at the mouth of the cave, perched in the shadows while its long neck peered inside the darkness. In its left, front claws, it hoisted up a large branch with plenty of greenery and tiny fruit. Within its right front claws, the Lumina dragon was carrying a large, green bush that also contained small fruits.
The dragon dropped its possessions just within the mouth of the cave before peering inside further by beginning to walk through the cave. His back scraped against a few stalagmites, knocking them hard enough for them to crash to the ground. After this accident, the dragon crouched lower to the ground as he walked.
"Greetings," he said heartily to anyone willing to listen, "I bring nutrition to the younglings."
- -
Hevel was sleeping in the same place where his egg had hatched weeks ago. He found the spot very comforting, and was rarely found sleeping elsewhere.
When the dragon entered the cave, Hevel slowly began to awaken, squinting his eyes in the direction of the newcomer. Dazedly, he got to his feet and waddled over to where the large dragon laid, crouched on the floor. "Xenos!" He called out happily, there was a bright, cheery tone to his voice. His waddle fastened to a gallop, and he was quickly at Xenos' heel where he nuzzled against him momentarily. "Where is Nyx?" He asked patiently about his mother.
- -
"Nyx is hunting, youngling. She should arrive before starfall," Xenos affirmed, "Where is the caretaker?" His eyes darted around the cave where younglings began to spring up around him or travel to the mouth of the cave where food was present. Last time he'd arrived here, Gren explained that there were currently no eligible dragon caretakers, and that everyone already had their purpose to fulfill, so in his time of death, he would be forced to step beyond the normal bounds of dragon caretakers.
(( I can make profiles for Xenos and Nyx if necessary, but they'll mostly be background characters. ))
Early in the morning, just as the sun was peaking over the mountain, which created a large shadow over the forest visible from the mouth of the cave, there was a thunderous wind approaching the entrance. The cry of an adult lumina dragon echoed through the forest and into the cave, rattling the stalagmites enough that tiny specks of the rock began flaking from the ceiling. It stood at the mouth of the cave, perched in the shadows while its long neck peered inside the darkness. In its left, front claws, it hoisted up a large branch with plenty of greenery and tiny fruit. Within its right front claws, the Lumina dragon was carrying a large, green bush that also contained small fruits.
The dragon dropped its possessions just within the mouth of the cave before peering inside further by beginning to walk through the cave. His back scraped against a few stalagmites, knocking them hard enough for them to crash to the ground. After this accident, the dragon crouched lower to the ground as he walked.
"Greetings," he said heartily to anyone willing to listen, "I bring nutrition to the younglings."
- -
Hevel was sleeping in the same place where his egg had hatched weeks ago. He found the spot very comforting, and was rarely found sleeping elsewhere.
When the dragon entered the cave, Hevel slowly began to awaken, squinting his eyes in the direction of the newcomer. Dazedly, he got to his feet and waddled over to where the large dragon laid, crouched on the floor. "Xenos!" He called out happily, there was a bright, cheery tone to his voice. His waddle fastened to a gallop, and he was quickly at Xenos' heel where he nuzzled against him momentarily. "Where is Nyx?" He asked patiently about his mother.
- -
"Nyx is hunting, youngling. She should arrive before starfall," Xenos affirmed, "Where is the caretaker?" His eyes darted around the cave where younglings began to spring up around him or travel to the mouth of the cave where food was present. Last time he'd arrived here, Gren explained that there were currently no eligible dragon caretakers, and that everyone already had their purpose to fulfill, so in his time of death, he would be forced to step beyond the normal bounds of dragon caretakers.
(( I can make profiles for Xenos and Nyx if necessary, but they'll mostly be background characters. ))
Kaspartha was having quite the time of it. Her job had hardly been easy due to the distrust the adult dragons harbored for her. The only reason she lived was because of the blessing Gren had gifted her. Currently, she was in a corner trying to get two of the older hatchlings, a male Stone dragon and a female Magi, to stop fighting with each other.
"Tencen, Rixa, please stop this! There is no reason why you can't just share the rabbit."
"But I got to it first! Tencen will just have to wait for the next rabbit that the adults capture."
"No fair! You know I love rabbits! You don't even like them!"
Rixa responded to his comment by lifting him into the air with magic.
"Rixa! Stop that! You know you shouldn't use magic on your cave mates!"
Kaspartha's comment was met with a contemptuous sneer from Rixa.
"What do you know about draconic rules flesh bag?"
Kaspartha let out a puff of air in her frustration. Rixa's parents were some of the adults who hated her with a vengeance. The youngling had played quite a few nasty pranks on her and, though she had been able to outwit Rixa every time, she didn't appreciate the dissension. She lowered her voice to a soft, soothing tone.
"Rixa, set Tencen down and you can have the rabbit. Tencen, I will catch a rabbit just for you, ok?"
Rixa complies with much trepidation and Tencen accepted the terms of peace. As the two hatchlings walked off she her a summons.
"Where is the caretaker?"
She turned to the direction the sound came from. It had to be an adult dragon by the sound of it, so she hardly wanted to keep them waiting. Sometimes dragons could be very impatient. So she gathered her skirts and ran to the mouth of the cave.
"Coming! Coming! I'm sorry, I was dealing with something."
As she came to the entryway she saw Hevel speaking with a larger version of himself. She assumed this was what Lumina dragons looked like when they grew up. No wonder Hevel was so vain! The adult's scales were absolutely gorgeous!
She curtsied slightly to the newcomer as a sign of greeting. "Welcome, I am the Cayretaker."
She showed him the mark on her hand to prove her credibility.
"Tencen, Rixa, please stop this! There is no reason why you can't just share the rabbit."
"But I got to it first! Tencen will just have to wait for the next rabbit that the adults capture."
"No fair! You know I love rabbits! You don't even like them!"
Rixa responded to his comment by lifting him into the air with magic.
"Rixa! Stop that! You know you shouldn't use magic on your cave mates!"
Kaspartha's comment was met with a contemptuous sneer from Rixa.
"What do you know about draconic rules flesh bag?"
Kaspartha let out a puff of air in her frustration. Rixa's parents were some of the adults who hated her with a vengeance. The youngling had played quite a few nasty pranks on her and, though she had been able to outwit Rixa every time, she didn't appreciate the dissension. She lowered her voice to a soft, soothing tone.
"Rixa, set Tencen down and you can have the rabbit. Tencen, I will catch a rabbit just for you, ok?"
Rixa complies with much trepidation and Tencen accepted the terms of peace. As the two hatchlings walked off she her a summons.
"Where is the caretaker?"
She turned to the direction the sound came from. It had to be an adult dragon by the sound of it, so she hardly wanted to keep them waiting. Sometimes dragons could be very impatient. So she gathered her skirts and ran to the mouth of the cave.
"Coming! Coming! I'm sorry, I was dealing with something."
As she came to the entryway she saw Hevel speaking with a larger version of himself. She assumed this was what Lumina dragons looked like when they grew up. No wonder Hevel was so vain! The adult's scales were absolutely gorgeous!
She curtsied slightly to the newcomer as a sign of greeting. "Welcome, I am the Cayretaker."
She showed him the mark on her hand to prove her credibility.
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Mobs
Give your Universe life by adding a Mob, which are auto-replenishing NPCs your players can interact with. Useful for some quick hack-and-slash fun!
Mobs can be automated spawns, like rats and bats, or full-on NPCs complete with conversation menus. Use them to enhance your player experience!
Current Mobs
No mobs have been created yet.
Spawns
Locations where Mobs and Items might appear.
Events
You can schedule events for your players to create notifications and schedule times for everyone to plan around.
Orphanage
By marking a character as abandoned, you can offer them to your players as pre-made character sheets.
The Forge
Use your INK to craft new artifacts in Dragon Cave. Once created, Items cannot be changed, but they can be bought and sold in the marketplace.
Notable Items
No items have been created yet!
The Market
Buy, sell, and even craft your own items in this universe.
Market DataMarket conditions are Quick Buy (Items Most Recently Listed for Sale) |
Open Stores
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