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Hoarde of Pirates egg bounces once, twice, three times, then stops, seeming to wait for something to happen. Finally, excitement overwhelms it and it just rocks back and forth as the Hatching inside struggles to get out. A few wide cracks appear and the shell falls apart in large pieces to reveal this brown Hatchling.

Jolly Good Ale Brown Hatchling

Plump around the curves and stalwart in stature he is. With rivulets of tawny amber cascading down over mahogany and brunette hide. Rounded hind legs bulge with hidden muscles and a protruding belly tells of an instatiable hunger. Wings the color of klah like that of a good stout beer are dappled with cream and khaki like so much spattered head. Transclucent though the sails may be the bones holding them aloft, in all their sturdy russet glory, are too touched with traces of brunette, chestnut and brown in rivulets like spilt spirits. Indeed his whole hide is drenched in good spirits, for he moves with a bounding grace. Free and easy is his demeanor and speckled, like his wings, with a good dose of merrymaking.

Public Impression Message

Jolly Good Ale Brown rushes towards a Seacraft lad, but veers away at the last minute, deciding that wasn't the one. He pauses, wings a quiver, then heads off into the thick of the crowd. Slowly, sniffing this robe here or peering a whirling eye into that face there he goes, determined to get the right one. And after such a long, exhausting trip about the sands, looking at so many Candidates, he FINALLY decides that this is the one that tastes different to his mind.

Careful in his selection, because he knows his lifemate is here, he comes to a stop in front of Randall and croons curiously. Yep, this is the one! With a satisfied nod, he nudges the boy.