Night's Observant Shadows Bronze Zymadiath
| Night's Observant Shadows Bronze Zymadiath | |
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| Impressee | Ka'ge |
| Hatching Date: | 27 June, 2015 Day 11, Month 2, Turn 38 |
| Current Age: | 30 turns |
| Size: | 36.36 feet |
| Dam: | Heart's Incandescence Gold Eliyaveith |
| Sire: | Fallen Brash Bronze Liesanth |
| Lineage: | Here |
| Clutch: | Clutch:118 |
| Egg Credit: | Dee |
| Dragon Credit: | Lilah, N'rov, and Hattie |
| Puppeteer: | Lilah |
He's a darkling bronze of long legs and longer tail, grown into the dreadful weight of his wings, with the wolfish prowl to prove it. Those wings are mottled as smokily as the rest of him, but webbed darker still. Darkness shadows the dragon's muzzle as well, like some long-smoldering mask, but it can't fully hide the eerie gleam of his eyes beneath their heavy brows nor the flare of large nostrils seemingly crafted for scenting prey. The only clearer points about him beyond the old silvery scarring which trails like an amorphous rune along his belly, are his neckridges, and even they are less pale than steeled sharp-- ticked at their points like spines-- and of course his avid hunter's claws.
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Picking a Path Egg
Gnarled shadows slither sickly across an egg that might otherwise be beautiful to behold. Where that darkness has taken root, or else dappled it in leafy swatches, the shell's smooth ash-silver has dulled to drab charcoal. Untainted sections are dotted by blossoms of white, but under the dreadful darkness there is only the corrupted promise of magnificence, purity and possibility gone to rot.
The shadows in the Picking a Path Egg continue to shift and grow as cracks spread, linked together by each point of blossomed white. Quickly, however, the egg gives way to rot, falling apart to reveal the first dragonet to break his shell: an auspicious bronze, covered in the same dark shadows as his egg, before he slips away from his shell as if trying to escape before anyone may notice him.
Night's Observant Shadows Bronze
He's a darkling bronze, disjointed with youth but with the potential for so much more; despite long legs and a longer tail, he more creeps than truly walks, a low and insectoid scuttle. His wings are longest of all, a dreadful weight to grow into, with webbing that's mottled as smokily as the rest of him but a shade or two darker still. Darkness shadows his muzzle as well, like some long-smoldering mask, but it can't fully hide the gleam of his eyes beneath heavy brows nor the flare of large nostrils seemingly crafted for scenting prey. The only clearer points about him, and even they are less pale than steeled sharp, are his neckridges-- ticked at their points like spines-- and of course his avid hunter's claws.
Temperament
There will always be a dichotomy to your shadowed bronze, Ka'ge; there is what he presents to the world and then there is what he presents to you. To the world, he is another cocky bronze, at once careless and smug. There are only very few that will ever be able to see the layers that he hides below that mask, as he grows to trust them, though you will always see both sides by the nature of your very bond. Whether you manage to maintain the front he wishes you to - whether you can keep that arrogant, so-sure edge that he would have define you both for the outside world to see - will matter much to him as his early months go by, and your successes and failures have the potential to affect how swiftly or how slowly your bond grows beyond that claiming moment of Impression.
As he grows, your dragon may develop a more bitter edge, especially as the struggle to recover from your injuries and his own puts you further behind. As you catch up with the rest of your class, you will start to notice that those lessons that the weyrlingmasters' teach may bore him, as much as he tries to hide it. Like you, he is more interested in things outside of his purview than within them; he would rather the two of you explore the Weyr and records on your own than to be taught by them, because he is sure that he knows better what you need to know than the weyrlingmasters do for your future and he is determined to learn it all, even if he lacks some of the natural affinity with learning that other weyrlings have. He will rarely openly challenge your teachers, but there may be moments when he subtly /pushes/ against those boundaries, to test what those instructing you know, and whether it is one answer for everyone, or different solutions for different souls. Are they competent? He'll make those judgments soon enough.
There is much that he shares with his sister Taeliyth, and that begins with a drive to protect his brothers and sisters, at first, that may expand to the whole of the Weyr as he grows. Together, he and his golden sister may come to an understanding, sharing information and observations, but even she will never fully grasp all of plans and secrets that lay in Zymadiath's relentlessly churning mind. There are things that he would not have even her see. The others, he may be warrier of, unsure of Caidelyth bright, relentless determination, and more than willing to clash with Uiysath when he feels she is wrong.
It will be a rush of relief for him when Zymadiath is able to take to the skies in flight, able to soar above the Weyr and look down on everything that he protects. He is inclined to spend hours upon hours circling above, though he prefers to do so alone rather than inviting any dragons to fly with him. In the air, he will be agile and swift, able to sense and catch drifts of air and currents that will carry him faster and further. While he is acrobatic in the air, he likely won't prefer 'tricks' for the sake of tricks, reserving those for when they are necessary to obtain a certain goal (or gold, as it were). Showing off in such a manner wastes energy; energy that may be put to better use at another moment, and he will not grow tired of waiting for that moment, sure that there will be the need to act. So sure, in-fact, that, while it does not tire him, his watchfulness may tire /you/.
He may never do well in a wing, despite his quick mind and fierce abilities. Following orders and obeying others is not Zymadiath's strong suit, especially not if he believes the orders that he follows to be wrong. He will not be afraid to offer his thoughts to his 'superiors', though he is also aware that making a fuss and acting in a manner beneath the two of you will get you nowhere, and quite the opposite of the reputation he hopes to build. And for the rest? Well, there is too much ambition in your dark bronze to mirror your own. He would rather lead than follow, confident in his ability to guide a Wing and the Weyr in whatever is needed.
Zymadiath isn't inclined to flirting or attraction, preferring to hold himself reserved from the female population. Only rarely will he likely give in to a green's flight, waiting for his perfect moment and then choosing to chase. You may often find yourself the last to reach the flight weyr, or unable to reach it at all, so late will he leave his choice, and, if he loses, the painful jolt of realisation that he's failed will be much worse than the surprise of his /chasing/. Yet, because of his ambition, he likely won't hold himself back from gold flights, though he doesn't seem to be driven by a desire to prove himself as his sire might be. He already knows his worth, and he knows that he is the one who should catch to produce the best possible dragons for the Weyr (or to lead the Weyr in the case of a senior flight). If he does catch a gold and sires a clutch, he will see to his duty honorably; he is likely to bring her meals as necessary and watch his eggs, but he won't be attached to the dragon herself as much as his children and his self-imposed responsibility.
Despite his ambition and reserve, despite the depths of your dragon's layers, Zymadiath is willing to share his life with yours, if you will allow him. He fiercely believes in your responsibility as a pair to protect and serve your Weyr, regardless of your past. If you believe it with him, you will be his one partner, an equal in what he must do. If you do not, he will love you regardless, even if he has to work against you, in your best interests, Ka'ge.
Public Impression Message
The Forgotten Markings Egg gives away to the touch of the dragonet inside, turning to dust as the cracks expand quickly over the egg. It is a large bronze, who must have been cramped in that egg, that is revealed. He doesn't wait for either his dam or his sire's encouragement, starting with Kaelige as he moves to investigate the Candidates. Unfortunately, he gets too eager as he tries to rise up on his hindquarters to look the young man over; he trips, his claws catching against Kaelige's chest as he does so. It is the Night's Observant Shadows Bronze Hatchling that rushes forward, barreling into his bronze brother's side to push him away from the Candidate. After, he turns back to examine the Candidate himself, choosing him despite the injury.
Private Impression Message
This isn't the feeling of Impression that you would expect as that bronze attempts to peer into your eyes; this feeling is just pain that radiates blindingly from your chest. There's no healing balm to it, but there is the relief of further pressure in a sudden movement of a darker bronze. Then suddenly there is the feeling of darkness shaping itself against your mind and around your heart, melding with you. Those shadows are as part of you as anything now, and you do not need a name for them. They are your Zymadiath, the realization there even before he speaks into your very soul, « We will make them pay, Ka'ge. »
Mindvoice
Darkness, shadows, night. Is it any surprise that these are the things that compromise Zymadiath's mindvoice? They will shape themselves into strange depictions, faint shapes that could be interpreted as symbols if one were trying to read into another's mind by what they see in them. Ever changing, there doesn't seem to be any pattern depending on his mood, though they may break apart and reshape themselves faster if he is agitated and slower when he is calm. The actual 'tone' of his voice is low and gravelly, not exactly pleasant to listen to but holding a power to it.
Suggested Adult Description
He's a darkling bronze, grown into the dreadful weight of his wings, with the wolfish prowl to prove it. Those wings are mottled as smokily as the rest of him, but webbed darker still. Darkness shadows the dragon's muzzle as well, like some long-smoldering mask, but it can't fully hide the eerie gleam of his eyes beneath their heavy brows nor the flare of large nostrils seemingly crafted for scenting prey. The only clearer points about him, and even they are less pale than steeled sharp, are his neckridges-- ticked at their points like spines-- and of course his avid hunter's claws.
Name Meaning
Inspired by the ultimate hero-slash-villain, in a way that I thought suited your inspirations and the epic scale of your dragon, Kael, from The Watchmen: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Inspiration
Your dragon is inspired by many vigilante heroes who believe that their way is right, though Batman is the primary example of this. There are morally grey areas, but he will certainly protect those that need him. His description was crafted from exactly what you asked for, done beautifully by N'rov! Who also suggests that if you wish for him to be injured in the hatching as well as Ka'ge, that those scars leads to 'old silvery scarring like an amorphous rune along his belly'. Zymadiath's mindvoice pulls in elements of all nighttime vigilantes, but it especially holds hint of Rorschach with it's reforming, suggestive darkness and Batman with his gravelly, low voice.
Egg Inspiration: The heart-trees in Naomi Novik's new book, Uprooted. The book is steered by luck, chance and fate throughout and the heart-trees are one of the most strikingly described aspects of the book, both lucky and unlucky in of themselves.
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