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Seven Years Egg

This silvery egg looks as if it was dropped from a great height or hit with a hard object. Smooth, shiny silver is marred by radial black cracks that start from the bottom of the egg and travel upward, splintering into hairline imperfections that distort the surface. Pieces of the shell seem to be missing, forming black gaps in the flowing mercury surface, as though an impact jarred them away. Near the top of the egg, undisturbed by the mysterious impact, the silver glistens and shines in any light that hits it. The color is so perfect and undisturbed; one could almost imagine images of the sands reflected on its surface. This poor egg seems very unlucky, but will it bring good luck or bad luck to someone?

The steady tapping that has been ongoing within the Seven Years Egg suddenly stops. Each of the spidery cracks on its surface starts to widen slowly as something on the inside pushes its way out. Flecks of silver fall like rain to the sands, some made so delicate by the insistence of the egg's occupant to exit that they shatter on impact. Finally, from within the gaping blackness of a large hole in the egg's side, the dark shape of a blocky brown emerges, sliding forth like a shadow onto the sands to stand in the light and take stock of his surroundings.

Reflective Shadow Brown

Blocky and strong, this medium sized brown seems slightly tipped forward, due to a disparity in length between his fore and rear limbs. The rich color of an old, well cared for flying jacket cloaks his form with the density of night's shadows, the wear and tear of turns showing through in ragged patches of tawny buff that speckle his neck and touch the very tips of his wings. He's broad of forehead with stubby ink-touched headknobs, and his moon bright eyes peer out intelligently from beneath low-set browridges. Slinking along his sides, odd pale streaks of burnt sienna gleam through the darkness, a striking accent most noticeable when he is in flight. Stretched wide, his wings echo the squared off inclination of his shape, broad and sturdy, meant for stability and strength in flight. Robust shoulders taper neatly back to trim haunches and a broad tail that balances out the compact nature of his form. Ebon talons shot through with the subtle sheen of silver curve wickedly from long-fingered paws.

Temperament

Sivrenth is your mirror, reflecting your qualities and flaws, highlighting them and showing you the real truth of who you are, the essence of you as he understands it. He displays a dual nature with both introverted and extroverted characteristics that are interchangeable given the circumstance. He is curious, driven and instinctive. These qualities make him a natural explorer, fighter and rugged hunter. No matter what, he will always have your back.

Sivrenth is your mirror, reflecting your qualities and flaws, highlighting them and showing you the real truth of who you are, the essence of you as he understands it. He is both sensitive and rough; extroverted and introverted. It's not that he is contradictory or deceptive, but simply that he has a distinct dual nature. He is two sides of the mirror, showing one side to others while sharing the other only with you. As a weyrling you may learn these are not overt, but subtle, one just beneath the surface, trading off with his public visage, but never entirely free.

For the majority of weyrlinghood, Sivrenth will show himself to be a sensitive introvert. Some of his siblings push through with brash confidence, but he'll be quite methodical. He'll make certain he understands each lesson completely before moving on. He'll likely excel at memorizing facts (as a dragon's memory allows), while lagging in the physical skills. His first flights might be a little bumpy, with noticeable flaws he'll need to work hard to fix. Conversely, visualization practice will be as easy as breathing and he'll rack up images for you both to remember. Sivrenth might have to work at the practical assignments, but once he's thoroughly learned something, he'll be eager to apply it; this'll be especially true with flying so the two of you can get out and see the world.

« What is this, Idraila? Where did it come from? » Inquisitive by nature, at an early age he'll look through your mind to examine your objects and that urge of yours to have stolen them. He'll want you to keep track of those stories, maybe asking you to make them into a book using the printing press you love so much. This urge to keep a record of his private thoughts will also expand, becoming more prevalent into adulthood.

As he grows, Sivrenth will slowly shift towards balance, becoming more visibly outgoing and confident. Where he might have been absorbed with you as a weyrling, he'll expand his scope to include other dragons. He'll never outgrow his intense curiousity and his methodical thinking, the former leading you both on crazy adventures while the latter helps get you out of scrapes. You influence each other more than some pairs, as what he reflects back to you also bounces back to him and vice versa. This means that in his urge to protect you, and because he understands why you steal the things you covet, he'll provide an alibi or a plausible excuse. « We'll tell them we're looking for antiques, Idraila. »

While Sivrenth enjoys your pursuits, his joy for hunting knows no bounds. It isn't something he indulged in his studious youth, but as you and he will discover, he is a natural. If there is any one time when both parts of his dual nature come together, it is when he's hunting. He'll be unstoppable when he finds his prey and dogged in his pursuit of it. And every once in a while, he'll even show off just how good he is.

While he's a natural at hunting, this isn't his only skill. Able to find potential candidates faster than most, Sivrenth will display an uncanny knack for picking out that special something, bringing them in at a consistently high rate every time. You might feel it as a flash of liquid silver combined with the image of the person he's found. For him it is a breathless need to get /that/ person to come back to the Weyr with you. The speed or timing of his Searching just happens, and just like that, he's found yet another.

As intuitive as he is about Search, Sivrenth will be very perceptive to the shifts that herald a female about to rise. Before and during flights, he'll be brash, gregarious and charming; the swaggering bad boy with raw sensuality to spare. He'll aim to blood and fly with machismo, showing off with every barrel roll and fluid turn. If he has to talk to the lady, it'll be with all the smooth reassurance of a silver-tongued harper. Jealousy will never be an issue as Sivrenth isn't one to stick around afterward. He may even leave his latest conquest, despite expectations of his return after whatever empty promises were given. « Keep them wantin' more, Idraila. ».

If he wins a gold flight, it'll take stern will on your part to curb his impulse to fly away as soon as it's all over. Getting him to stay close to the Sands will be difficult; you might have to rely on the gold herself to handle this. Paternal instinct isn't really Sivrenth's strong suit and it shows in how awkward he'll act around the gold and the clutch he's sired. However, once the dragons are hatched, he may have closer ties with the hatchlings than the gold herself.

When working with a wing, Sivrenth will discover a sense of purpose previously unfound. Being part of something bigger than he is will help his sense of pride and accomplishment to grow based on the good work he does in the wing. His challenge, however, will be compromising his duality in the wing's training and drills: the introvert in him may want to study hides on the latest tactics, but the extrovert wants to practice, practice, practice. It is only when he finds a balance that he will flourish in the wing's structured environment. Though he is capable of sustaining longer blasts of flame, you may find him to be more accurate when using a shorter, rapid-fire technique instead.

As his rugged individualism develops through adulthood and grows more and more obvious, Sivrenth may be put in the one place in the wing where he can work as independently as possible. He can be a team player if he has to, but he would much rather do things on his own terms. That is not to say that if you were to become a leader he wouldn't assume the responsibilities. If anything, he might prefer that. It is likely he'd flourish doing search and rescue operations, where he could really work toward a goal. No matter what, where and when, he will always have your back.

Mindvoice

The landscapes of his mind are vast pools of liquid silver that shift with his thoughts. When calm, Sivrenth's mindspace is a soothing place to float in silver light. When caught up in a concept, light reflecting off so many changing surfaces can overwhelm as silver solidifies to sharp planes or takes on new fantastic shapes. Sivrenth's vocabulary can be as a silver-tongued harper's, or the rough drawl of a trader, always suiting the situation. He draws sounds from the swish of water, chiming of metal on metal, and the tinkle of bells. Balanced between words and images, Sivrenth often casts up a smooth mental mirror to share his thoughts.

Itchyspots

All the creases of his body will tend to require extra attention and a frequent dab of oil, especially early on in his life, to prevent a bad case of the itches. Even as an adult, the hidden places where rear and forelimbs connect to Sivrenth's body will tend toward dryness and chafing.

Internal Impression Message

One moment, everything is normal. You're standing on the sands as each dragonet hatches, sure that this one or the next is yours, when suddenly all sight and sound cut out. Suspended in light, there's only you, the beating of your heart and a sense of something breaking through the silver coalescing around you. His mind finds yours, turning your innermost secrets inside out: you can't hide and you don't want to. For a few seconds, you see yourself reflected and it's positively frightening. Then closing around you is warmth, acceptance, and love. He knows you down to your very bones and you're the one he wants. « Idraila. You're mine and I'm yours. I've got your back, always. » His name fills your every thought: Sivrenth. He retreats enough to let you see for yourself again. It's then you see /him/ standing in front of you, nonchalant, before he swaggers off toward food.

External Impression Message

Reflective Shadow Brown has caught the scent again. He's on the move as stumbling paws find sand. Instinctively and with all-encompassing obsession, he prowls forward. It's easy for him now to pick her out among the white robes. Easy. Fluid movements take him to face the young woman with the frizzy haphazard curls, and the bond is made.

Inspiration

Your Sivrenth was inspired first by the concept of silver bullets that are inimical to creatures of the night, which then led to the characters of the Winchester brothers, Sam (http://www.supernaturalwiki.com/index.php?title=Sam_Winchester) and Dean (http://www.supernaturalwiki.com/index.php?title=Dean_Winchester) from the CW TV Series, "Supernatural". From this followed the ideas of reflective surfaces and mirrors and the duality inherent in a mirror as well as the two sides of a coin that the brothers represent. Sivrenth incorporates characteristics from both brothers as well as the two chief superstitions that form the basis of his personality: The tradition of the silver bullet (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silver_bullet) and the age-old dictums of the mirror trapping the soul and a broken mirror bringing seven years of bad luck (http://www.supernaturalwiki.com/index.php?title=Mirror_Folklore). Mirrors are also referenced as ways to see into the soul or see into the future, which echoes Sam's abilities as a psychic and form the basis for the inspiration of Sivrenth's mindvoice. Images that inspired Sivrenth's description include: this, this and this.

Name: Sivrenth - Sivrenth's name was inspired by the sleek and silvery silver bullet which is part of his personality and mindvoice.

Egg Inspiration: You break a mirror you get seven years of bad luck, so says the superstition. Having never broken a mirror, I can't really say if it's unlucky. I won't be testing that theory any time soon though!