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{{Dragon | {{Dragon | ||
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|impressee=S'rist | |impressee=S'rist | ||
|name=Redwood Timbers Bronze Dzurath | |name=Redwood Timbers Bronze Dzurath | ||
|date=1998.10.13 | |date=1998.10.13 | ||
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|egg=Midnight Iris Egg | |egg=Midnight Iris Egg | ||
| − | |dam= | + | |dam=Jenryth |
| − | |sire= | + | |sire=Chezroth |
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== Midnight Iris Egg == | == Midnight Iris Egg == | ||
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<< *Caristan*. >> You hear your name echoed from somewhere, and all of a sudden, your surroundings begin to blur, reminiscent of the hazy swirls of a landscape painting. Soon, the only thing you can see clearly is the form of the Redwood Timbers Bronze, standing in front of you with his muzzle raised slightly and his gaze fixed firmly upon you. | << *Caristan*. >> You hear your name echoed from somewhere, and all of a sudden, your surroundings begin to blur, reminiscent of the hazy swirls of a landscape painting. Soon, the only thing you can see clearly is the form of the Redwood Timbers Bronze, standing in front of you with his muzzle raised slightly and his gaze fixed firmly upon you. | ||
| − | Your thoughts begin to swirl as the jeweled eyes of the bronze draw you in, and dimly you sense something else being swirled within them, blending completely and entirely. It comes to you again with no other warning, the soft voice like the light, watery texture of watercolors: << I am *Dzurath*, and we are together. >> | + | Your thoughts begin to swirl as the jeweled eyes of the bronze draw you in, and dimly you sense something else being swirled within them, blending completely and entirely. It comes to you again with no other warning, the soft voice like the light, watery texture of watercolors: << I am *Dzurath*, and we are together. >>}} |
Latest revision as of 09:29, 21 January 2016
| Redwood Timbers Bronze Dzurath | |
|---|---|
| Impressee | S'rist |
| Hatching Date: | 13 October, 1998 |
| Dam: | Jenryth |
| Sire: | Chezroth |
| Lineage: | Here |
| Clutch: | Clutch:hrw12 |
Contents
Midnight Iris Egg
In a violent explosion of shards and an audible CRACK the Midnight Iris Egg is broken apart by the efforts of a sturdy bronze dragonet
Redwood Timbers Bronze
Dark, musty reds and burgundies trace somber patterns up and down the flanks of this young dragonet, though the true bronze of his hide seems to spring forth from behind the patterns to glare in the bright light. His neck, long and majestic looking, ripples with new muscle, and his glistening wings are tinged with an olive green hue. The deep reds of the dragonet's newly formed hide cascade down his forelegs and haunches, giving the illusion of the deep-rooted strength of tall redwood trees within the dragonet's limbs. Coppery highlights seem to drip from the bronze's emerald-hued wingtips as would droplets of dew on a redwood's leaves at the break of a crisp spring dawn. A regal air graces the features of this young dragon - his ruddy snout, eyeridges and headknobs add depth to the character of his face, and though young, he holds himself with a certain inherent wisdom.
Public Impression Message
Redwood Timbers Bronze Dragonet nudges a redheaded girl, but then gives a rumbling whine. This isn't right. As he lifts his eyes to look back at his sire, something catches his eye. Waddling down the row of candidates, he stops before a slightly older Candidate. This one... This one is the right one.
The Redwood Timbers Bronze Dragonet stares deeply into Caristan's eyes.
Private Impression Message
« *Caristan*. » You hear your name echoed from somewhere, and all of a sudden, your surroundings begin to blur, reminiscent of the hazy swirls of a landscape painting. Soon, the only thing you can see clearly is the form of the Redwood Timbers Bronze, standing in front of you with his muzzle raised slightly and his gaze fixed firmly upon you.
Your thoughts begin to swirl as the jeweled eyes of the bronze draw you in, and dimly you sense something else being swirled within them, blending completely and entirely. It comes to you again with no other warning, the soft voice like the light, watery texture of watercolors: « I am *Dzurath*, and we are together. »
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