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{{Eggs
|name=Gold Lhiannonth x Bronze Taralyth
|date=7th February, 2003
|count=26 eggs.
|theme=? Possibly something to do with crafters.}}

'''Spilled Beads Egg'''

Shades of blue wash and ebb over this egg, varying from cobalt to almost white. If looked at straight on, the shell looks pebbled - small, round bumps rising all across it, as if beads were scattered over its exterior or as if it had goose bumps. The illusion is proven false however, if seen from an angle, where the eggs edges can be seen to be smooth. And above all, it's shiny, light reflecting slightly of the egg's surface.


'''Crafter's Mark Egg'''

Overwhelmingly brown, this smaller egg is easy to overlook. Shades of mahogany and skybroom, cedar and oak form small circular shapes that fall haphazardly over the shell to gather in an indistinguishable pile at the bottom half of the egg. Towards the top the rounds are separate, and a close observer will note the thin black lines forming pictures on each of the circles. Here the faint image of a number two, there a box-like shape that could be an anvil, on the other side what might well be a bolt of cloth. With imagination, one might see the symbols of all the Crafts of Pern.


(Missing Egg)


'''Loaf of Bread Egg'''

The heat of the sands have baked this egg especially well, it seems as if it's crust is the perfect warm brown as a loaf of bread baked in the Weyr's oven. Only a baker could make a loaf of bread this yummy looking, except it is an egg, of course, so don't be trying to melt any butter over it.


'''Net Pile Egg'''

This egg, nestled in its sandy hollow, is a little shorter and a bit dumpier at the base than most. Lines and strips of a dark, stained shade of brown overlap and crisscross with each other across the shell. Darker streaks seem to give the pattern dimension, aiding to the illusion of layered cords, while one side bears a ragged mark of green, caught within the web that covers the egg.


'''Master's Knot Egg'''

Impressive of stature, this egg sits just a little larger among the others in a fashion that makes it seem as if it were actually overseeing the overall hardening of each individual in the clutch. The pattern that plays along the surface of the shell has a complex beauty, a braiding of primary colors designed to impress and remind one of the respect due to the egg for the egg itself. For is it not the egg that makes the colors and not the colors that make the egg?


'''Miner's Glory Egg'''

Cromcoal black with veins of silver and gold spread out to cover this roughly ovoid shape. Uneven bumps rise on the surface giving it the look of unrefined ore. Escarpments of sand rise up on three sides leaving the rest of the egg to gleam with mineral studded brightness.


'''Baker's Dozen Egg'''

It's white, oval, and it looks like an egg. What did you expect?


'''Lilting Melodies Egg'''

Only the softest hues seem to have been allowed to color the shell of this egg. A pale, rosy pink begins at the crown, slowly spiraling down toward the base. Hidden within the depths of the pink are minute particles of silver dust. As the pink reaches the middle, it begins to mingle with an even gentler spread of cornflower blue. The two gracefully swirl together until they reach the base, at which point they combine into one, ending up as creamy lavender. Only when one stares hard enough can the pale silver markings be distinguished --- markings that, for all the world, resemble musical notations.


'''Unsettled Waters Egg'''

Swirls of blue and white with soft undertones of black dance across this egg's surface, like water crashing over the rocks along the shore. Even an apprentice of the Seacraft would recognize the perilous nature of getting close to waves rolling over rocks.


'''Smooth Carved Topaz Egg'''

Yellowish and rather small, this egg doesn't really attract attention at first sight. More ovoid than average, it's only when the egg is bathed in light that the purity of shape and shade are revealed. Droplet-like, it lies on the sand as if just delicately put down in a precious casket. When the sun crowns its top, its bottom is buried in a cloud of pale yellow cream. Suspended in time, this tear of Rukbat radiates a dim glow of serenity.


'''Sheet Music Egg'''

The shape of the egg itself seems slightly flattened, wider from side to side than front to back, so as to present a more distinct face than some of its sandmates. Curling over the off-white expanse of the shell are countless sharp markings, dark in color and similar in shape - some of an indigo-black shade, others closer to charcoal. The markings take the form of brief lines stemming from occasionally-hollow circles, and seem to be led along a set of striations that run in diagonal patterns across the shell. Often intersecting these faint gray bands, the stamping of notations form their own pattern, building to small hills and valleys - crescendos of various volumes.


'''Weaver's Loom Egg'''

The creamy beige hues of well sanded wood are splashed evenly across the smooth surface of this egg, providing a background against which straight lines of black and blue appear to be stretched. These 'warp threads' are neatly bisected by horizontal lines in a rainbow of colors, from the red glimmer of a ruby's depths to the blue shades of a Harper's tunic. At first glance this eye-catching mass of color and line appears disorderly and unruly, but upon closer inspection the order and beauty of the weaver's work become apparent.


'''Preoccupied Egg'''

Loose, looped stripes leave the large, irregularly rounded egg with a sense of leathern bulk, stained as they are with shade after shade of smooth and close-grained brown, their reflective polish one of long Turns' wear and longer Turns' care: bulk, but also an unsuspected airiness, as if runner-straps had fallen from their hooks into one great heap, with who knows what nesting in the dark shadows between them. Closer inspection yields not only the illusion of shadow and space, but of cord and metal as well; the former glints irregular dots and dashes to reinforce the leathery coils, while the latter gleams here brighter, there duller, bits of showy brass alternating with cool, hard steel.


'''Burgundy Red Egg'''

The richness of colour draws the eye to this egg- deep, burgundy, almost liquid in nature. The wonderful, intoxicating colour could very well be in a goblet, swirled and held up to the light to check on its quality by a Master Vinter.


'''Runner's Field Egg'''

Buried on it's side, securely in the warm sand, nestles this fairly oblong egg. On one side it seems the bright green as if the fresh new grasses of spring, early come to growth. A dark shape, rather like a new foal, nestles to sleep in the safety of the tender looking shoots. As you circle past you see that the color deepens and then starts to fade to become more yellowed. Another splotch of a darker brown is here, as if a spirited runner races through tall rushes. Only it's head and neck above the tall strands, though a shadowed smear of bent stalks is left behind.


'''Journeyman's Boots Egg'''

Dusty and brown and so very round this egg has the appearance of having rolled to the sands from a long distance away. Although the look here is indeed one of hard work there is no sense of advanced age. There is a youthful vigor in the strength of the brown hue, like sturdy hide designed to be durable. Medium in size, this egg is settled into the sands with a sense of being always a moment away from action.



'''Battered Scrap Metal Egg'''

Silvery-gray gleams dully across this slightly lopsided egg's surface, one side slightly flatter than the other. Thin, pale streaks give the impression of scratches, and some irregular, shadowy spots give the illusion of dents in the shell. Overall, it looks a little beaten up, sitting slightly apart from the other eggs in the clutch.


'''Tan Your Hide Egg'''

It looks for all intents and purposes as if someone's tied a herdbeast hide over this egg. The creamy tan color smoothes evenly across the surface, pulled taut and stretched. Only the bottom of the egg remains uncovered by the hide, and a deep violet shell peeks out from where it touches the sand. Strangely, the line where the tan and violet meet is separated by a fingerwidth of rust brown, adding to the illusion that someone is getting their hide tanned here.


'''Nutty Numbweed Egg'''

This winter sky's gray egg leans against a pile of sand. It is dingy with just a hint of red as an under color that can be seen around the edges. Splotches extend out from the center as if big drops from a storm cloud fell on it. It is a rather small egg compared to the others around it.


'''Farviewer Lens Egg'''

While small and easily overlooked, this egg seems to catch the light just right. It seems to have almost no colour of it's own at all, but is rather a bright, shiny white that reflects soft colours. As you gaze at it more intently, the reflected colours disappear and it almost seems you can see right through it, to a far away place.


'''Haypile Egg'''

Once this egg is properly surrounded by sand it becomes a very familiar sight to any Herder Apprentice. The yellow, brown and sunshine colours blend perfectly, forming shadows and highlights, light dancing off the 'strands of hay'. As inviting a pile of hay is to roll in, it is guaranteed that Lhiannonth would be quite upset if anyone attempted to roll on this egg.


'''Forge's Fury Egg'''

Stout and broad, this egg is capped in swirls of a thick, black hue that chokes off the more vibrant colors that blaze across the rest of the shell. Below the smoky top yellows, oranges and reds smolder in a barely controlled inferno, flickering and blending together in an untraceable fashion. For indeed, there's no pattern to the swirls of color, they twist and writhe across the exterior of the egg with a will and power of their own, restrained only by the shell's limits.


'''Dust of Sky-Broom Egg'''

Unvarnished grains of sky-broom wood could have been sprinkled over a blank white egg upon the hatching sands, for that could be what one might think when the first glimpse has been given. A blank, echoing whiteness appears to be the only shade of color upon this egg, spreading from crown to near-base. Upon a second glance, however, the uneven trails of sky-broom sawdust glare into view. Contrived of various shades of wood, the dust takes an erratic course over the shell's countenance. Looping crazily, it eventually ends up at the base, and then solidifies into an odd, jagged marking, resembling a piece of discarded wood.


'''Apprentice's Slate Egg'''

Scrawling marks in a shimmering ecru twist over a backdrop of darkest slate. There is a lack of experience here, as with all new things, but there is also a natural talent that could at time lead towards this egg reaching it's best in...all things eggy? No telling really, for a shell is just a shell, and this one like any other has many long days to spend hardening in the heated embrace of the sands.


'''Threadfall Chart Egg'''

A pale cream colour, this egg looks soft and velvety to the touch. At a closer look, the fine lines of a deeper cream colour spinnerweb across the egg, reminiscent of a high quality hide. There are more obvious blank ink lines sweeping across the egg at irregular intervals and deeper, barely an impression, are what could be land masses and for ones that have seen a threadfall chart in the past will be eerily reminded of the threat against Pern.