HRWClutch:28/NPCs
HRW Clutch 28/NPCs
Maraya and green Navianth
In the thick of the throng, Desperado's Disguise Egg and Bound with Spinnerwebs Egg first rattle and then knock and then outright bang against each other, as though in some sort of competition to get first crack at the candidates. In the end they splinter simultaneously, though the lanky celadon hatchling takes a little longer to run down a short Southern girl, while the hunched midnight blue has a local boy all but by the throat in a matter of moments. "Terluth," A'stel whispers, agog, as so many in the galleries cheer: seems the third time on these Sands really can be the charm.
A'stel and blue Terluth
In the thick of the throng, Desperado's Disguise Egg and Bound with Spinnerwebs Egg first rattle and then knock and then outright bang against each other, as though in some sort of competition to get first crack at the candidates. In the end they splinter simultaneously, though the lanky celadon hatchling takes a little longer to run down a short Southern girl, while the hunched midnight blue has a local boy all but by the throat in a matter of moments. "Terluth," A'stel whispers, agog, as so many in the galleries cheer: seems the third time on these Sands really can be the charm.
Briora and green Ousath
After the passage of that mottled blue, surprised eyes look out from within the porthole thus created in the Don Juan Triumphant Egg, and a springy green slips forth, restlessly pawing at the sands and looking around a bit until she spots a young woman whose face, turned to the side matches the one that so recently masked the world from the green hatchling. Charging that way, the green butts her head into Nabolese Briora who cries out happily once she gets her breath back: "Ousath!"
D'leri and blue Driggath
An explosion of shell shards goes flying everywhere, as the Deathly Comical Egg and the Whitefaced Carnivale egg crash together under the influence of a wayward tail. Blue and vermilion and white mix in a crazed kaleidoscope of color that drops away to reveal a tangled up blue and green dragonet who take a dizzy moment to sort themselves out before wandering off, eventually successful in finding their new lifemates.
N'par and green Jisilth
An explosion of shell shards goes flying everywhere, as the Deathly Comical Egg and the Whitefaced Carnivale egg crash together under the influence of a wayward tail. Blue and vermilion and white mix in a crazed kaleidoscope of color that drops away to reveal a tangled up blue and green dragonet who take a dizzy moment to sort themselves out before wandering off, eventually successful in finding their new lifemates.
M'dio and blue Mnoseth
Fracturing in hundreds of tiny cracks, the Sweet Dreams Egg gives way to its large periwinkle-blue hatchling all on its own, without being hurried by any of its brethren. His angular head turns to take stock of the situation, and then he moves with great self-possession along a line of candidates to take charge of a skinny High Reaches child.
Though barely old enough to have been Searched at all, little M'dio doesn't need any prompting to shout Mnoseth's name.
U'zin and green Anairith
A pair of greens hatch on opposite ends of the clutch, one from the forbidding Wooden Watcher Egg and the other from the Dual Demeanor Egg, and in the end cross paths along the broken line of candidates.
The first trails wet wings the veined shade of good Lemos jade in her hurry, but still makes time to snap aggressively at her chartreuse sister before claiming a Tillekian in his mid-twenties, wrapping so tightly about tall U'zin that it takes a prod from one of I'daur's assistants to get him and Anairith off the sands. The other ignores her clutchmate in favor of regarding the candidates more cooly, choosily, sweeping past a worried High Reaches girl in favor of her no- longer-nonchalant brother. He'll be known as G'gor now. Paelath's.
G'gor and green Paelath
A pair of greens hatch on opposite ends of the clutch, one from the forbidding Wooden Watcher Egg and the other from the Dual Demeanor Egg, and in the end cross paths along the broken line of candidates.
The first trails wet wings the veined shade of good Lemos jade in her hurry, but still makes time to snap aggressively at her chartreuse sister before claiming a Tillekian in his mid-twenties, wrapping so tightly about tall U'zin that it takes a prod from one of I'daur's assistants to get him and Anairith off the sands. The other ignores her clutchmate in favor of regarding the candidates more cooly, choosily, sweeping past a worried High Reaches girl in favor of her no- longer-nonchalant brother. He'll be known as G'gor now. Paelath's.
Female brownrider (became PC)
Most of the eggs have hatched by now, but the Vicarious Vaudevillian Egg won't be the last. It turns upon the sands, and turns again, revealing one last glimpse of that uncanny inky smile before splitting right down the middle: its last trick, fouling the wings of the brown dragon that emerges... before he tramples it irretrievably into shards.
H'tram and bronze Rousath
Even as one of I'daur's assistants guides the hatchling brown and his girl off the sands, the Height of Indulgence egg shatters, the very last of all. Feathery shards of green and purple cling to wet hide that's mottled like hammered brass, the bacchanalian bronze clambering over sands strewn with bits of shell like so much confetti to find the slender man who's just standing there, hands on hips. Hoping. Waiting.
And then gaze meets suddenly incredulous gaze, and Rousath all but knocks his H'tram over, the young man staggering and now laughing all at once. H'tram. From Crom. It's done.
