HRWClutch:36/NPCs

HRW Clutch 36/NPCs

Tiny perfect green and boy

The Dancer Tilting egg has long sat at an angle; now, at the behest of a rattling from within, it topples over altogether, shattering into a flurry of artistic pieces as it hits the sands. A roar rises as this first dragon is hatched: a green, tiny and perfect, who promptly finds her partner with a boy still on his way onto the sands.

Long, regal, elegant blue

The Into the Light egg has been pulsing for long minutes as the life within struggles to free itself. There's barely a transition from those motions into a sudden fissure that splits the shell in half along dawn's light, a long, regal, elegant blue spilling forth onto the sands. Silently, he climbs to his feet, taking his time examining all the candidates, until the perfect one is chosen with an imperious bump of chin to legs.

Bright, apple-hued green

There will be no repairing the Reparo Egg; after rocking steadily for several minutes, it abruptly shatters into hundreds of little pieces, leaving behind a bright, apple-hued green. She shakes herself off, takes a few testing steps, and then hurls herself towards the nearest group of candidates. None of them are right, but one in the next group is: High Reaches' newest greenrider beams as they're collected by Telavi and taken off towards the food.

Slender tea-green and girl from the Weyr

The fat, round Unconditional Egg lands on its side after only one wobble, its buttery warmth not long for the world, shuddering and shattering into yellow confetti. Surprise! It's a slender tea-green hatchling, covered in shell-bits, no matter how long she tries to shake them off. Soon enough, she gives up in favour of finding her lifemate -- which she quickly does in a clump of white-robed girls from the Weyr.

Blue

The Imperial Egg finally fractures after its shivering efforts to get there. The cracks race in webs that follow the lines of gold. Bettors that went for the obvious are rewarded as a blue muzzle breaks through blue shell and the rest of the hatchling follows. His progress on the sands is initially slow, but gangly limbs don't trip him up too long. Soon enough he is forging ahead to examine the white-robed bodies. In this he isn't slow, swiftly locking eyes with his new lifemate and just as quickly following the assistant weyrlingmaster off the sands.

Green

The green left in the wake of the Mama's Messy Masterpiece Egg finds her partner promptly; just like that, there are no eggs left, and no dragons unpartnered. The green buries her head in her rider's middle, J'vain escorts them off, and an uneasy hush settles upon those candidates left behind. It's over. It's all over.