gold Nabrimeth x bronze Wrencath - 21 July 2007

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gold Nabrimeth x bronze Wrencath
Approx. Age:	57 turns
Flight:	19th May, 2007
Clutching:	22nd June, 2007 Day 26, Month 6, Turn 12
Hatching:	21 July, 2007 Day 25, Month 3, Turn 14
Count:	14 eggs
Composition:	2 bronze, 3 brown, 4 blue, and 5 green
Egg Theme:	Ancient landmarks
Dragon Theme:	Civilizations

Against the Ages Bronze Nikoth	bronze	A'son
Wayward Desperado Bronze Wyaeth	bronze	N'thei
Tempered Graceful Green Seteth	green	Madison	(PC)
Stately Scoundrel Blue Svodriyth	blue	Talien	(PC)

• 012.01.28: Nabrimeth's Maiden Flight
• 012.06.26: Of Clutch Sizes

• 012.10.28: Of Frivolity
• 012.10.28: Nabrimeth and Wrencath's Clutch Hatches

Candidates: Ayson, Madison, Marta, Nathein, Raykini, Talien

Egg Writers: Anais, Birgitte, Caitlyn, Nathein, Shanlee, Talien

Dragon Writers: B'yan, C'len, Emilly, I'daur, S'kris, Shanlee, Tavrie

Dragon Editors: I'daur, Satiet, R'hin

Dragon Puppeteers: C'len, I'daur, Shanlee, Tavrie

Search Committee: B'yan, C'len, Emilly, I'daur, Melata, M'wen, R'hin, Rilsa, Satiet, Shanlee, S'kris, Tavrie

Mist and Shadows Egg

While this egg's shape is ovoid, as are most, it's the unusual colors and patterning that makes it striking. An ancient, deeply traditional aura shrouds its muted hues of slate gray, while wisps of white intersperse along seams of darkest copper. From the narrowed top, white drifts lazily midst light gray clouds that caress the shell, and as the gray darkens towards the base, the white is replaced with the copper that at first trickled down over ever-widening sides until it begins to settle into precisely rectangular shapes that perfectly interlock with the next -- drawn and measured by the hands of time itself.

Clutch Pose: Nabrimeth groans with the burden of her heavy belly, movements now taking on a more frantic urgency as she gives up on inspecting the sand and moves from furrow to groove hopefully. The gold can't seem to decide where to begin, though her time appears to have run out. Eyes wide with discomfort or perhaps panic, the young queen scrambles over to a softly rounded out hollow of sand and gives it one last swipe before at last relinquishing the first of her long awaited wonders onto the sands.

Inspiration: This egg was inspired by Machu Picchu, the lost city of the Incas. Machu Pichu, which means 'manly peak', is a city located high in the Andes Mountains of modern Peru. Built between 1460 and 1470 AD by Pachacuti, the Incan ruler, it was most likely a royal estate and religious retreat. The city is at an altitude of 8,000 feet above sea level and is comprised of around 200 buildings of polygonal masonry that is very characteristic of the late Inca period. For more info.

Credit: Shanlee

Line in the Sand Egg

Like an old, ink-stained hide folded one time too many, the surface of this egg is shaded in earthen tones ranging from off-white to pale brown. What appears where and when seem to be as randomly dispersed as the faded and cracked lines spanning the egg's broad width. The impression of sandpaper's rough texture lies in near imperceptible, very finely etched details along the shell's crinkled surface. It seems as if only when those fine points are focused on, do the faded lines reveal a hazy, geometric pattern -- as though it were being viewed from high above. Whatever secret this egg holds is sure to remain so, as only a glimpse of that mystery is relinquished and all too soon reclaimed.

Clutch Pose: Here? There? Neither locale seems fitting enough for this egg, leaving Nabrimeth to sulk off to yet another corner of the sands to scrape out a shallow pit for the next of her brood. Her sides ripple with the next wave of contractions and another egg joins its fellows on the sand. With a curious whuffling at the egg, she finally moves on.

Inspiration: This egg was inspired by the Nazca Lines, a series of geoglyphs located in the Nazca Desert of Peru. The lines are actually geometric designs and animals etched into the ground, not in normal picture size, but in large-scale proportion. They are in fact so large that the whole picture can only be viewed from hundreds of feet above the ground. To me, it is mind boggling that people from a generation that far back were not only motivated and able to create something as interesting as these shapes, but that they did it in what was, and can only be considered, an advanced manner. I like the mystery that surrounds the whole phenomenon, too. There's no way to tell exactly why the Nazca designed these etchings or how they managed it, but they put such hard work into it that it hints at a greater reason. For more info.

Credit: Talien

One Colossal Egg

Deception plays a key element in this mid-sized egg as a myriad of bronze shades twine across its surface to exaggerate its length and elongate gentle curves building from a deep-hued base cradled within pale sands, to the near dazzling gleam of rich copper upon a peaked dome. Further play of light against so many highlights and lowlights lend the illusion of shadows and movement, and depth and definition where there is none. A series of razor-edged, fine lines streak across the left side while dark striations hint at Igen's windswept deserts or a tightly woven net in which a ruddy sphere is nestled.

Clutch Pose: Dig, diggity, dig! That'd be Wrencath making a few new wallows for eggs, although Nabrimeth doesn't seem terribly pleased by any of them. But, when she feels the next egg coming on ... she just picks one of the prepared places at random and heaves an egg into it. While she lumbers off to find a more suitable spot for her next, the clutch papa is plenty happy to paw sand onto this latest one.

Inspiration: This egg was inspired by the Colossus of Rhodes. The statue of Colossus is also referred to as 'The Statue of Liberty'; notably not the US Statue of Liberty, but one dedicated to freedom and liberty. Of everything noted about Colossus, I think that was the most gripping and tangible. For more info.

Credit: Talien

All Your Stones in a Line Egg

If there's one thing to be said about this egg, it's that symmetry is not a foreign concept. Though the egg itself is overwhelmed by the dots covering it, the size, shape and shading of each dot is nearly identical and perfectly aligned with the last. Running in parallel lines, row upon row curves its way across the generous expanse of the shell. The dots themselves seem stronger and bolder than the blue-green mist spanning the void between one line and the next. To where are these lines traveling? A beacon near hidden by the curve of sand, one swirling with colors of passion and steel, every guard's best friend in the heat of the moment, that sparkle in their eye and fire in their chest frozen for all time there upon the egg.

Clutch Pose: There's a disgruntled rumbling from Nabrimeth when the perfect spot for her latest creation is blocked by Wrencath's tail. He finally gets the hint to move when she swats a bit of sand at him and, once he's sufficiently out of the way, the golden dam sets about laying an egg -- in a spot that's displaced a good couple of feet from where she'd originally been plotting to lay it.

Inspiration: The Carnac Stones inspired this egg. The stones are located in Britain and can be traced back to the pre-Celtic people. The legend behind the stones suggest that the reason they're in such perfectly straight lines is that the stones themselves are the frozen-in-time soldiers of the Roman Legion, a feat accomplished by the Man of the Hour, none other than Merlin himself. For more info.

Credit: Talien

Defender of the Sky Egg

Proud in its hushed vigil, this egg that is buried deep within the sands bears the poise and unyielding air of a warrior. Large and well-proportioned at its broad and sturdy bottom, it arcs only marginally toward the contracted point. If one were to dig down a little through the sandy embrace, deep terracotta of a near brown shade would be seen working its way over the curvature and pushing up through its entombment to end in lighter hues. Running from the base, dark striations resembling cracks reach up and out, like fingers reaching for the light of discovery.

Clutch Pose: The young queen seems rather winded from the effort, pausing in her crazy egg dance to rest and catch her breath. The reprieve doesn't last long for soon, her sides quiver as the next egg announces its readiness, refusing to wait any longer. With a heavy breath much like a sigh, Nabrimeth gets back to work, depositing yet another egg for Wrencath to settle.

Inspiration: The inspiration for this egg is taken from the amazing ranks of the Terracotta Army of the Qin Dynasty. These figures of both warriors and horses were discovered in 1974 near the Mausoleum of the first Qin Emperor. For more info.

Credit: Shanlee

Stone Gate's Promise Egg Stone and shadows, shadows and stone -- darkness plays its part as ebon, angular patches of black stand out against the granite patterns of this large egg. Dispersed with green and dawn's fragile rose dust, the rocky look this egg is divided up into solid obelisks of color set in perfect, unfathomable counterpoint to one another. A trailing, silvery mist wends its way among the more unyielding hues, shimmering with the promise of magic and life-renewed.

Clutch Pose: Grace aside, the gold turns a little more quickly than Wrencath must have thought her capable of and a two way dragon collision occurs. Wings rustle and the gold offers a grumble-growl to shoo the bronze out of her way as she heads to a perfectly round groove she just has to have now. She is just in time to lay a stony egg in the wallow, crisis averted.

Inspiration: The mystery and magic of Stonehenge inspired this egg. The way light is so important to the placement of the stones, the way the pattern was given meaning only after being considered for a long period of time; it is a marvel of ancient engineering and calendar-making. For more info.

Credit: Birgitte

Great Rainforest Egg

Green, greener, greenest -- everywhere you look on this smallish, rotund little egg is a forest of green, lit only with the occasional shaft of limey sunlight filtering down from an unseen sky. Moss feathers its way across trunks of ruddy, red-stained cedars, layering fingers of softest green in endless sheets over the wooden foundations. At the apex, the deep sylvan green of old-growth cedar boughs weighs down the shell, hanging heavily dark and wetly jade over the underbrush of fern and forest's fair, fey fir-green floor.

Clutch Pose: After giving a look to Wrencath that has the bronze cowering yet again, Nabrimeth settles into the task of birthing a rather /green/ egg. With a rapid blink at the ovoid, she peers dubiously at the clutchsire who can only offer an innocent-sounding 'it wasn't me' kind of rumble. She houghs at him with draconic amusement and ambles on, head swinging this way and that in her search for a new egg wallow.

Inspiration: This egg was inspired by North America's west coast rainforests. It is an amazing world of green, green, and more green. They are lush with life, seemingly endless, and the cedars grow so big that you become a mere insect beneath their branches. Canada's Great Bear Rainforest is one of the few protected sites left for old growth forests, probably because it's relatively inaccessible to the outside world. However, this forest is also coming under threat. For more info.

Credit: Birgitte

Remnants of a Tragedy Egg

A rich base of gravelly tan coats the shell of this small egg from pointed apex to rounded bottom. All along the surface are lines of deeper brown, creating the illusion from a distance that this might actually be a stone egg. Criss-crossing those detailed lines are sharply defined lines of black, which might make one think the egg is cracked. These lines grow in size and number towards the bottom of the egg, where the base colors are consumed in hues of red and orange, sweeping up the lower half of the egg like the tongues of a blaze.

Clutch Pose: After a few moments of consideration, Nabrimeth shuffles on over to another stretch of sand and starts shifting sand around. When she realizes Wrencath is busy admiring the other eggs, she croons imploringly to him ... and then a bit more insistently when he doesn't hustle as quickly as she'd like. They confer for a moment and then he's backing away, with the gold finally pushing the next egg out with a grunt.

Inspiration: The inspiration for this piece comes from the destroyed temple of Artemis, the goddess traditionally associated with the Amazon women. The temple was burnt down on the night of Alexander the Great's birth. It is said that Artemis was too busy was Alexander's birth to save her burning temple. For more info.

Credit: Anais

Buried Battles Egg

Like the sunlight reflecting off a guard's shield, this egg makes a bold statement of power. A wash of hammered copper covers the shell of this colossal egg. Clusters of bronze and copper are scattered over in a seemingly random pattern and from far away could be mistaken for dents and bulges. In the upper part of the shell, a splash of sanguine red pigment drips down towards the base of the egg.

Clutch Pose: The fight has to be at least half-way over by now and Nabrimeth, despite the splendor of motherhood and the glow of her hot hide, is seeming to droop a little. Wrencath croons softly, offering another depression. With a sniff, the gold shifts over and gives it an approving glance before taking care to deposit another egg -- to the victor go the spoils.

Inspiration: This egg was inspired by the ancient armor found at the dig site of Sutton Hoo. More specifically, the parade helmet was found almost completely intact. The artifacts found here constitute some of the earliest pieces of British history we have. For more info.

Credit: Anais

Cursed Beauty Egg

Settled in the sands like a long-lost gem, this magnificent blue egg shies away from the stony features that seem prevalent among the other eggs. Its shell is predominantly a shade of deepest midnight blue, draped in a cloud of filmy gray. The egg seems to have captured bits of starlight in its shell, for it flashes brilliantly, dazzling the eye. The shape, though in reality quite normal, almost appears cut and polygonal -- much like a diamond cut from the rough. An aura of mystery and suspicion settles around this egg, personified in the one, giant black streak that runs like a crack around the middle of this gemstone egg.

Clutch Pose: The young queen is rapidly tiring out, sluggishly moving from one part of the sands to another to lay the next of her clutch. A shallow hole is scraped out and Nabrimeth hunkers down, encouraged by a low warble from the wary bronze nearby. She's slow in moving from that spot to the next, with Wrencath left to handle the deed of shoveling a bit of sand atop it.

Inspiration: Inspiration for this egg comes from the Tavernier Diamond, which was purchased in India and kept in the French Crown Jewels. During the French Revolution the gem was stolen and cut into the Hope Diamond to prevent its proper identification. For more info.

Credit: Anais

Mystery's Blood Egg

Wrapped in a shroud of creamy white, this egg is at first glance rather nondescript. Only upon further inspection would the rust-colored markings along its surface become apparent. Sponged along the shell's surface, these muddy-red shapes are faint and their edges soft. From far away they might come together to make an image, but of what or whom, it is up to the viewer to decide.

Clutch Pose: Tired and cranky, Nabrimeth moves to check a few of Wrencath's new wallows. The first receives a snort and is passed by, but the second isn't so lucky. Growling, the grumpy gold claws at the depression in irritation and then snakes her head around to glower at Wrencath's retreating haunches. If he doesn't look, maybe she can't see him. Nabrimeth grunts and then caves to her first impulse, leaving in her wake another egg. That'll teach him.

Inspiration: This egg was inspired by the Shroud of Turin, which according to Christian legend bears the bloody image of the buried Christ. This ancient artifact has been under scrutiny and suspicion for many years, and is the subject of much contention in the church today. For more info.

Credit: Anais

Sandstone Frieze Egg

Rough-edged in appearance, though realistically as smooth as every other egg, this sandstone-colored egg is about average in size and seemingly unremarkable. Nothing particularly discernible for shapes and sizes jump out from its dust-hued surface, though there's a sense of shadow and light. The hot, hazy light of a midday desert is conveyed in the varying hues, from the near black of deep-carved shadow to the washed-out ruddiness of sun-baked sand. Standing out just a little in a smoother slant of dusty red, long columns of color stretch from the narrow apex to the broader base, lending a sense of relief to the seemingly carved surface.

Clutch Pose: Sand and eggs are all over, and now one egg is taking the sand theme to heart. With the scrape of a talon to carve a narrow canyon in the sand, Nabrimeth settles a reddish, dusty-looking egg onto the Sands, pausing to look it over with a mother's critic eye before rumbling a soft approval and encouraging Wrencath to see that it is properly cradled.

Inspiration: The treasury at Petra is probably best known as the building from the movie Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade where the carved facade is entered in search of the Holy Grail. The ancient remains of Petra itself are located in modern day Jordan. For more info.

Credit: Nathein

Guiding Light Egg

Large and sturdy by comparison, this egg lies nestled as if it had risen like a beacon from the very sands themselves. The unusual length would give it an almost cylindrical shape, except for the fact that the base is still indeed wider then the elegantly tapered tip. Wide, robust and washed with touches of sea-blue that splash up both sides, the egg is wrapped in hues of pale stone that provide a foundation of unyielding steadfastness. A bright glow, much like that of Rukbat on water, intermingles with whites that follow the curves inward toward an apex burning with the resolute promise of safe harbor in the fiery reds and sultry yellows that rest upon it.

Clutch Pose: Nabrimeth reels with the contractions that are urging her onward. She scans the sands for a suitable spots and moves right into the center, hissing Wrencath out of the way. Here, she strains, stretching her neck out to fix her eyes on one of the other eggs as if setting her sights on a goal. Then, with a shudder of relief, she leaves behind a rather bulky egg. Nabrimeth snorts at it, seeming a little put out, though one might swear she has a draconic grin on her face.

Inspiration: The inspiration for this egg comes from the Lighthouse of Alexandria which is found on the Island of the Pharos in Egypt. Among the wonders of the world, this lighthouse stands between 115 and 150 meters tall, earning it a place among the tallest manmade constructs of ancient times. It was a beacon and a landmark along Egypt's flat coastline. For more info.

Credit: Shanlee

Undying Love Egg

A near perfect oval, this moderate-sized egg is a study in pristine perfection. Upon the upper two-thirds, a background of lazy sky blue dominates, while the lower third of the shell is held by shades of pine, soft mauve, and reflective azure. These hues develop into shapes that hint at shrub-dotted terraces split by a long, rectangular, reflecting pool and paths. Dominating the tranquil scene is an edifice of incipient, antique white which rises gracefully into the heavens with soaring columns at its four corners. Central ramparts rise proudly in gentle lace to a curved, spire-topped dome.

Clutch Pose: Nabrimeth pauses a while after her previous egg is laid, the gold resting quietly. Wrencath dares to wiggle closer to her, extending his neck so that he may gently rub his cheek against his mate's neck. The tired young gold gives a soft croon, a wuffled sigh, and then once again moves off to another patch of sand. The bronze hurries before her to dig a quick depression, his tail smoothing it just so -- and with a low grunt, Nabrimeth hovers over it, depositing her final token of fruitful union onto the hot sands.

Inspiration: This egg was inspired by the Taj Mahal, which has to be one of the most elaborate gifts of love ever built. Ironically enough, this was a gift in death, not in life. The beautiful Taj Mahal is actually a mausoleum for the emperor's favorite Persian wife. For more info.

Credit: Caitlyn

Ukeila and green Kyobeth

Ukeila is a delicate young woman with pale curls and watery, pale blue eyes. She is the rider of ethereal green Kyobeth, who hatched from Mystery's Blood egg.

Tossing and turning as if in the throes of a terrible nightmare, Mystery's Blood Egg finally cracks open and opens wide, exposing the revelation of lucid green still caught within its confines. The ethereal green is reluctant to leave her nest, but when she does, it's to flee directly to a delicate young woman with pale curls. Ukeila utters a breathless, "You're safe with me, Kyobeth," and bursts into tears.

R'yil (Ronayil) and brown Eluth

R'yil, formerly Ronayil, is a rider who Impressed at Nabrimeth and Wrencath's clutch to a lightly carob brown named Eluth. A former guard from Bitra, he's transitioned from his regimental duties to weyrlinghood training with relative ease.

A powerful force struggles within the Buried Battles egg and finally triumphs, sending splinters and bits of shell /everywhere/. The resulting brown is rather large, his hide just a few shades lighter than carob. After taking only a few moments to orient himself, he's carrying himself with a steady pride that brings him to the feet of Ronayil. R'yil, formerly a guard at Bitra, reaches out to place a hand on one dark eyeridge and to say, "I'm yours, Eluth."

Imena and green Wajath

A pudgy girl with mousy brown hair but riveting green eyes, Imena shows promise of beauty - some day when she gains confidence. Impressed to a diminuitive and sinuously sage green from Nabrimeth and Wrencath's clutch, hopefully meeting Wajath will rouse her self-worth.

The Line in the Sand Egg shudders uncontrollably, but it takes a while longer before it finally caves inward and spills out a sinuous, sage green hatchling with a generous smear of mint along her left haunch. The diminuitive dragonet unwinds and darts toward the candidates, her nose promptly finding the middle of pudgy girl named Imena. "Oh, oh, oh! Wajath, are you as hungry as I am? Oh, let's get you some food!"

V'day (Vinday) and brown Yosavith

Tall and lanky from a tiny hovel of a hold that looks to Lemos, Vinday became V'day when he Impressed a broad, terracotta brown named Yosavith from Nabrimeth and Wrencath's clutch.

An egg bursts open unceremoniously with a muffled *pop*. A broad, terracotta brown hatchling shrugs off the remnants of the Sandstone Frieze Egg with ease and his crimson-kissed gaze drifts ominously across the gathered candidates. His choice is a tall lad from some small hold, Vinday becoming V'day. "Yosavith? Yosavith!"

Iveldyn and blue Eidenth

Iveldyn hails from Harper Hall, a scribe apprentice who was Searched for Nabrimeth and Wrencath's clutch. The young man tends to stand on the fringes, skulking and peering rather than taking an active part in events, preferring to observe and it was on the fringes that his summer sky blue Eidenth found him.

The Mist and Shadows Egg simply falls apart, an angular dragonet stepping out and carrying his head rather high. The summer sky blue dragonet picks his way away from the shards of his former prison and makes his stoic way to a young man on the fringes. Iveldyn stares, wide-eyed, as the blue makes him I'dyn ... and claims the name, "Eidenth," as his own.

J'ome (Jerome) and blue Ojanath

J'ome, formerly Jerome, was Impressed to a shadowy blue dragon, long of limbs and slinky in gait, named Ojanath from Nabrimeth and Wrencath's clutch.

Another egg has fallen stealthily apart, with a long-limbed blue left in the remains of the All Your Stones in a Line Egg. The shadowy dragon shakes his narrow head and slinks away, vanishing among the candidates and finally coming away with a rider of his own. J'ome, formerly Jerome, can be heard whispering, "We will, Ojanath, I promise." to the darkling beast while they head off to get food.

Lystia and green Seryth

Searched from Balen Hold to stand for Nabrimeth and Wrencath's first clutch. Tall and willowy with long black hair, piercing blue eyes and a little snub nose this young woman is full of airs and graces. So much so that one would assume she were the daughter of Lord Balen himself. Most recently, Lystia has Impressed to green Seryth, though none of her haughty graces have diminished.

Cracks wend and weave their way across the surface of the Remants of a Tragedy egg, whispering of a promise that will soon be fulfilled. The egg itself finally self-destructs and the well proportioned maiden of a green that emerges is of a lush, forest green. After deeming that all is well, the damsel makes her way across the sands daintily and makes her choice. Lystia reaches out with a trembling hand, eyes wide as she murmurs, "Seryth, of course I'll get you the best food of all!"

Cesaira and blue Pirioth

Pudgy, pale cornflower Pirioth from Teonath and Wyaeth's clutch found former healer Cesaira on the sands. While Pirioth likes other dragons' company, blonde Cesaira is more reclusive, with a quietly bitter streak.

Sweaty palms are rubbed along the wrinkled hem of Cesaira's no longer quite white robe. The popping of the Shades of White Egg nearby only increases her nervousness as a pudgy, pale cornflower hatchling tumbles out of its pure-hued confines. Taking a few steps back, the girl looks like she might turn and run as the green bears down on her. Something stops her in her tracks though and she lifts a hand that her very own Pirioth slips her head under, crooning delightedly. The new rider only remembers to call out the blue's name loudly to the stands as they turn to leave, chin lifted with pride.

D'ek (Dannek) and blue Aloyeth

A daydreaming boy from Tillek, Dannek as he was once known, was more prone to dreaming up stories than to labor on the docks and very few were surprised when the slim, somewhat feminine boy, accepted Search. He Impressed at Nabrimeth and Wrencath's clutch to a diaphonous midnight blue blue wreathed in silvered fog named Aloyeth.

The mystery of the Stone Gate's Promise Egg is finally unveiled in a diaphanous blue dragon that appears wreathed in silvered fog, brightening his otherwise midnight blue hue. Wraithlike, he drifts to the candidates and finally presses his nose into one daydreaming lad's hand. Dannek, now known as D'ek, proclaims happily, "Of course, Aloyeth. Let's go!"

T'sin and brown Valuth

Clay brown Valuth locked his gaze on Trinsin's clay brown eyes and made him T'sin at the hatching of Nabrimeth and Wrencath's eggs. As stocky as his rider is, the pair are perfectly matched in both physique and temperament - trusting, loyal individuals who puts others before themselves.

Yet another egg shudders and falls apart, the Defender of the Sky Egg being unable to stay together due to the struggles of the dragonet within. A clay-brown dragon spills out and straightens, his stocky frame moving slowly as he gains his bearings. He's soon moving toward his choice, however, and locks eyes with Trinsin -- now T'sin -- who declares, "I trust you, too, Valuth. Let's get you some food."

Jiscella and green Rysoth

Sharp in features, sharp in voice, Jiscella is unintentionally sharp in everything, and though generally good natured, people find her demeanor a little offputting at first. Impressed to a rotund, dark and oily green named Rysoth, she was Searched for Nabrimeth and Wrencath's clutch.

Shiver, shudder, splinter, *crack*! The Cursed Beauty Egg finally gives way, revealing its precious treasure in a shower of sapphirine shards. The resulting green is rather rotund and dark, almost oily in appearance, with slick ribbons of seaweed tinting her neckridges. She takes a few waddling steps forward before she starts to keen sharply, drawing Jiscella to her with that sharp cry. "Rysoth! Oh, Rysoth, you'll be /fiiiiiine/!"

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