Logically, Niselle knew what to expect. She was a Senior Weyrling now and had been warned, along with the rest of her class, that the greens would begin to feel the urge to rise in the next couple months. She knew this. She was prepared for this. Shaffit, she'd even been talking with Uvaldoth about whether or not her precious green had any preferences! (The answer, thus far, had amounted to a resounding 'not really.' Uvaldoth had expressed her only real desire was that she wanted someone who could keep up with her. Niselle could only quietly wish any dragon who chose to chase her beloved the best of luck, in that case.)
But despite being logically prepared, there was really nothing quite like experiencing it firsthand.
She and Uvaldoth had both been a bit irritable since first waking this morning, and neither of them could quite pinpoint why. It wasn't as though they hadn't gotten sleep - by some miracle, Uvaldoth had settled fairly early into the night be her standards. They were well used to their schedule by now. Being Senior Weyrlings had even afforded them the luxury of a little extra sleep as they moved closer to the final schedule of a fully fledged rider and their dragon.
It wasn't until both of their beloved twins teased them about being proddy that the symptoms finally clicked. It was a bit of a dawning realization as Niselle looked at Hers with new eyes - Uvaldoth was looking particularly brilliant today, and her restless energy had been almost impossible for even her to reign in.
Uvaldoth, my heart, do you need to rise? Is it time?
Her dragon's head snapped towards her, and Niselle wanted to kick herself for missing the signs the moment she spotted the green's eyes. She was used to seeing purple on her darling green's face - for Uvaldoth's love and devotion for her were extraordinary. But how could she have known that today that brilliant color had so different a meaning? She was just as inexperienced as her dearest green in matters of mating flights, and she was so used to Uvaldoth always being restless that she had thought nothing of her inability to settle that day.
Please?
And oh, that soft little question just broke her heart. Had Hers been waiting for her to realize all this time? Uvaldoth almost always threw herself into things without thinking, so it wouldn't have even occurred to Niselle that she had been waiting. And on her to realize that the itch under their skin was even there in the first place, no less.
Oh, Uvaldoth. You don't need to ask me for permission. Go.
The green needed no further encouragement. They were already in just the right spot - waiting in the Weyrbowl for their morning training. Somehow, Niselle thought the Weyrlingmaster would forgive them for being absent just this once.
It was the span of moments before Uvaldoth was already high in the air, bugling at the top of her lungs in her elation. Her eyes had shifted to a deep, deep indigo - joy and lust warring for her most prominent emotion at the same time. She had been first among her sisters to rise, and she would make sure every dragon in the Weyr knew that her first flight was the best. She wouldn't let her chasers catch her so easily! Only the most skilled and agile dragon in the Weyr would find her in their claws, and she would make absolutely certain of that!
Come! Come! Who is daring enough to try to catch me? Who thinks they can hope to keep up? I won't make it easy, but surely the reward is worth the effort!
Uvaldoth has no color preferences - everyone who chases stands just as much a chance at catching her as anyone else! She hasn't quite grown to her full length just yet, but she is over the absolute smallest size an adult green could be. It's clear she has a little more filling out to do, as her frame looks like it could carry more bulk than she currently possesses. Right now most of her muscle is concentrated in her flight muscles and hind quarters, but without the rest of her filled out it makes her look... Well, a bit like a gangly, awkward teen. Positive Traits: Friendly, highly social, intelligent Negative Traits: Competitive, hyperactive, impulsive
Niselle is 19, leans towards men but is open to other genders, and is experiencing her first real flight lust. Oh don't get her wrong, she knows what it's like when a gold flight passes overhead. But it's a bit different when it's your dragon in a flight. She currently has no partner and will likely go to bed with whoever catches her eye. That doesn't necessarily mean she'll be joining the rider of whoever manages to catch Uvaldoth! All her suitors stand a chance, so it's just a matter of who she finds herself most drawn to. Positive Traits: Family oriented, supportive, diligent, patient, adventurous Negative Traits: Self-sacrificing, headstrong, willful, thrill-seeking
Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2020 9:33 pm
Rules:
All dragons can participate! However, if your dragon is not stationed in High Reaches, please make sure they have a reason to be at the Weyr while this flight takes place.
There is no pre-determined winner.
This flight will take place over three rounds, with each round lasting 48 hours. At the end of each round, a small bonus will be awarded to whoever impressed Uvaldoth the most for that round. Whoever comes closest to her final score will be the one to catch her!
While you can join at any time during the flight, you will not be able to roll for previous rounds!
Any posts that are not filled in with a roleplay response by round's end will have the point total for that roll halved. Not rolling for a round is an automatic 0.
Determining your dragon's stats: Base points for bronze: 35 points Base points for brown: 40 points Base points for blue: 45 points Base points for green: 50 points
If the dragon is: - Less than 5 turns: +3 points - Between 6-20 turns: +10 points - Between 21-35 turns: +7 points - Above 36 turns: +5 points
- Participated in recent PC Threadfall: +5 points - Competitive or Goal Oriented: +5 points - Friendly or Social: +2 points - Thinks Wahokinth shelled first: -2 points - Colorist towards blues: -5 points - Passive or Aimless: -5 points
Please distribute your total points in the below stats based on your dragon’s history and personality.
Strength: Speed: Dexterity: Stamina: Wits:
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This thread will open on September 1st, 12:01am PST! Please do not post your introductions until then!
This thread is officially open! You have 48 hours to post your introductions before Round 1 begins!
Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2020 7:46 am
A'zal had taken the morning to explore the world around High Reaches, since he and Maridith were getting a touch antsy. The blue had enjoyed the chane to stretch his wings, and the pair were doing better, being cooped up, so long as they could get out in the early hours. The brilliant Blue and his rider had just landed in their weyr, and A'zal was smoothing oil over the hide when he heard the sound of a beautiful Green rising. Indulgent as they were, A'zal could not deny his blue anything, laughing and patting the other's hide, "You're fresh oiled, love. Go show this pretty little thing what a dragon of the world can do."
Taking off from his ledge with a flourish of wings, Maridith spread his wings wide, spinning in the air as he trumpeted his excitement to the young Green. One of Zenobiath's clutch, if he remembered right, Dearest and most Royal of Greens, accept the attentions of this Blue~! I have seen all of Pern and would regale you with tales of the daring feats Mine and I have accomplished before coming home! I shall show you every strength I possess and shower you with praises!
A'zal of Blue Maridith
A'zal: Lover of Gr'del and former Caravan boy, A'zal is indulgent and gentle, with a sense of amusement about him at all times. Positive Trait List Flexible, Confident, Reliable Negative Trait List Arbitrary, Transparent, Gullible
Maridith: Ah, light as air is Maridith, or so will he tell you. He enjoys life, loving the feeling of the wind under his wings, and the sun on his hide. Maridith will do as he pleases, when he pleases, enjoying life to its fullest. Positive Trait List Flexible, Effervescent, Playful Negative Trait List Whimsical, Naive, Self-absorbed
Jynnatmine. The exuberant blue’s tail twitched as he called to his rider from his ledge. Mmmmwhatisit? Jynnat replied absentmindedly. Often Begath had one plan or another to propose to her, and often she just let it roll in and out unless something about it really struck her.
Jynnatmine.
The call, coming for a second time without a stream of gibberish following it, caused the young woman to actually look up from her work. Begath? Slight concerned tinted her mind for a moment fearing something might be wrong. The first green of the weyrlings is rising today. The tone of his voice told her… oh that’s where this was going. Are your wounds healed enough?What is the pain of a few scores to a lady in need?
She sighed and shook her head. You should have just said so. Go have fun and good luck. With a happy bugle, the blue was off his ledge and into the air. Begath joined the other males gathering for the green. Sweet Uvaldoth! I would be happy to cross wings with you and dance upon the skies. Let us give them a ballet they shall never soon forget!
Jynnat of Blue Begath
Begath: He is the blue with all the ideas and would like to go far. Sometimes his plans get a little out of hand. A lot of what he does come up with has a fancy flare added on. This can get him into trouble, and he’s not always willing to admit it. Positive- confident, adroit, creative Negative- superfluous, duplicitous, overly fanciful
Base points for blue: 45 points - Less than 5 turns: +3 points - Fit/Motivated: +10 points - Participated in recent PC Threadfall: +5 points - Friendly or Social: +2 points Total: 65
Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2020 8:02 pm
If you must. I'var sucked air through his teeth. He really wanted this trip to High Reaches to be quick. The blue hardly needed his blessing to tear through the skies. He'd have to find somewhere quiet, to breeze away the headache. Yes, that would do quite nicely.
It was easy to tell Hvitserth was getting agitated. Waiting, lingering eyeing the brilliantly glowing green. What were they waiting for really? Written permission from the Weyrling Master? Their beau to arrive? Couldn't they see the Best was under their nose? Greens. Who could understand their whims? Not Hvitserth.
He snapped his jaw in a slithering grin. Took that wonderful bugle long enough. Why deny nature? Wants? Why make their suitors dare wait? He returned their call with a booming bugle of his own. Wonderful, wonderful!
Hvitserth needed no encouragement to launch himself off of his borrowed ledge. The large blue twisted in the air, warming his muscles. He arched his large wings, as if testing they were up to the challenge.
Darling, do leave all these high reaches dragon in one piece. I'm not in the mood for a dressing down because you can't control your claws. Hvitserth rolled his purple hued eyes, but it was agreement enough for his rider.
Keep up? Oh he may not be the fastest, but he'd outlast as many as he needed. He surveyed his competion with a scrutinizing eye. Let's see how fast you can truly fly.
[NPC] I'var of blue Hvitserth
I'var is soft spoken and blue eyed, while would be cute if he wasn't always wearing a sneer. He is fully embracing the accompanying headache of staying out of the picture completely.
Hvitserth is large, in charge, and pushing the limit for how much muscle a blue can really pack behind them. He's aggressive, blunt, and really is here to have a Good Time. Positive: Strength in conviction, honest, loyal Negative: slightly colorist, Aggressive, Blunt
Base points for blue: 45 points If the dragon is: - Between 21-35 turns: +7 points - Fit/Motivated: +10 points - Competitive or Goal Oriented: +5 points He has no idea/doesn't care which twin has birthed first as he's from Western so I assigned 0 points rather -2 =67
Sat rather primly on his quiet, empty ledge, Hiraeth had seemed lost to his own council -- reflective turned inward as his thoughts, those that had plagued him for weeks, tossed this way and that like a strong breeze played with a light dragon. No, since his injuries and during the long healing process, much had been on the young blue's mind. Combed through again and again until he could ascertain what was at the back of his mind; what he knew to be true, but…
The call pulled him from his thoughts, and contemplative, murky eyes landed on the source of the cry; Uvaldoth's form up in the air in the mid-morning light. The mixture of dark and light green was rather eye-catching, particularly in the golden sunlight -- though the daughter of Zenobiath still had some growing to do. Would he do it? Could he? Perhaps a distraction, a definitive answer could put to rest several weeks worth of thoughts and questions. The blue dragon stood, his wings slowly shaking loose as he watched Uvaldoth up in the air.
’Hiraeth??’ His rider’s question is almost alarmed -- caught off guard by his dragon’s sudden.. choice. Since his ability and coming of age to chase, Hiraeth had never done so. Ky’ess likely looked a bit of a sight, were any around to see him -- staggered against the wall and thrown off guard by the sudden flood of flightlust -- a receding tide that made the man almost a bit sick. This was.. happening, and though the bluerider was barely out of his weyr and into the hall, the options were weighed quickly; he could find Niselle, or walk the ten paces back to his room. Though he was certain she would have plenty of suitors, and truthfully he’d had no way to find her -- instead opting for walking back to his weyr. And yet, he lingered as he debated a third option; of seeking where his heart wanted him to go...
The door shut behind him, as Ky’ess slid against it to the floor; determination to weather it alone like he usually did for goldlust set deep, no matter where he might like to be.
’I apologize, but I must.’ It’s soft, a wash of warmth for his poor rider as Hiraeth stayed still on his ledge, watching for other suitors. Whatever reasonings he had for must were his own, though it’s but a moment’s more hesitation before he’s taking a breath and slipping from his ledge. The hard beat of his wings as he took his place to circle below Uvaldoth -- a quiet shadow, as his eyes whirled a dusky purple.
A wonderful morning you’ve picked, Uvaldoth. Cordial and polite, as always, though he’s staying purposefully back -- perhaps to give more spirited chasers their rightful due. --- Blue Hiraeth A gentle soul, he desires connections in life though his own hesitation keeps him a few steps behind. A little romantic at his core, though its hidden rather deep. Pros: Romantic, Gentle, Friendly Cons: Hesitant, Fearful, Uncertain
Ky'ess Not participating
Base points for blue: 45 points
If the dragon is: - Less than 5 turns: +3 points - Average/Normal: +5 points - Participated in recent PC Threadfall: +5 points - Friendly or Social: +2 points - Passive or Aimless: -5 points
Uvaldoth! Heard you were feeling a little frisky, huh?
Rouleth was, as always, not exactly eloquent. His enthusiasm was clear, though his verbiage may be lacking--he'd been wondering when the newest batch of Greens would begin to rise, and he was more than happy to go up after this one in particular. She was a real spitfire from everything he'd seen, and Rouleth could certainly appreciate that. The tone in her mindvoice alone was more than enough to convince him to line up on his ledge--with I'ar giving a half-awake clearance to send him on his way, he was already there. He'd gotten out of Threadfall much better than His had, and while I'ar was recovering well, Rouleth had just gotten antsy. Uvaldoth was the only thing his mind wanted to focus on, shaking off cabin fever and the slight twinges of half-healed injuries in favor of this one glorious green gem before him. There would be competition, of course. There was no way there wouldn't be--not with a Green this tantalizing going up in the air. There was an undercurrent of excitement stirring through him, and he dug his talons into the rock beneath him in anticipation. Let them fly--this would be a chase to watch.
I might be a big scuffed up still, but I think I've got a pretty good chance of keeping up with you. How about we put that to the test, though?
---- About Rouleth: Confident, thrillseeking, and overall a high-energy dynamo, this Brown doesn't seem to know when to slow down. He's incredibly lucky, which has given him a sense of being invincible, and that's only furthered his tendency to risk his own hide simply for a new rush of adrenaline. He loves showing off for anyone that'll watch him, and is at his best when he's able to prove he's not just full of hot air. Positive Traits: Outgoing, enthusiastic, motivational. Negative Traits: Arrogant, tunnel vision, impulsive.
About I'ar: Shy, awkward, nervous, anxious--all of these things really aren't bad descriptors for this young man. Having become a dragonrider at a young age, he can't shake the feeling that he's not quite ready for everything, and he's more than a bit afraid he isn't. Still recovering from Threadfall injuries. Positive Traits: Focused, attentive, methodical. Negative Traits: Pessimistic, guarded, envious.
Rouleth's Stats
Base points for Brown: 40 points Less than 5 turns: +3 points Fit/Motivated: +10 points Participated in recent PC Threadfall: +5 points Competitive or Goal Oriented: +5 points Friendly or Social: +2 points
Mattoth was lounging. It was a restday - and a splendid one for it, at that. Why, he quite almost shimmered in the air, his sleek bronze hide kissed by Rukbat herself. From his ledge he had a good view of the weyrbowl, where he studied the comings and goings of folks in his eternal, never-ending vigilance.
A most joyous bugle roused him from his watch, and Mattoth's head shot up, gaze trailing the beautiful green. /You haven't chased in a while.../ A'yme remarked, absent-mindedly repairing his leathers.
{Mmm...} Mattoth's hearts began to beat faster, and in the span of a breath he pushed himself off the ledge, catapulting after the speedy green. {Why, my good green, I have dared many things, but this time it is my honour to chase you. How beautifully you fly this fine day!} He enjoyed a good race or two, but more than that, he enjoyed good times.
[Mattoth] A bit of a flirt, and dogged in his pursuit of conquests, Mattoth imagines himself a knight in shining armour. This probably doesn't match up very well with others' perceptions of him, and he could be considered pompous, overbearing and shallow.
[A'yme] Unavailable, but actually legitimately noble and well-principled where Mattoth is more foolish and full of hot air. A good guy, if a bit of a stick-in-the-mud.
Kitsune Mistress Nyoko generated a random number between
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15!
Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2020 12:01 am
Uvaldoth lingered in the skies for as long as she dared, waiting as her enthusiastic cries roused the Weyr and drew her suitors to her. She had been holding back for some time already, her desire warring with her competitive spirit. Truthfully, she had wanted to hold off until after today's training - to show just how good she was to all her siblings in the drills the Weyrlingmaster had planned for the day. But the gentle probing from Hers had made it obvious that she couldn't wait any longer.
Well, at least no longer than it took for a respectable number of suitors to join her in the air.
And what a turnout! Surely none of her sisters could lay claim to such a handsome batch of chasers - four blues, and a brown and bronze as well! Her maiden flight would be the absolute best. There was no doubt in her mind about that fact.
She regarded Maridith first, shamelessly admiring his freshly oiled hide. He was very handsome indeed. So long as your praises are not empty! I would have my abilities acknowledge for what they are!
Next, Uvaldoth's attention turned to Begath, and she could not help but admire the freshly healed wounds that littered his hide. This one had seen that dreadful Threadfall last month - and was back in the skies already for her. This will be less a dance and more a race! Let our hearts pump and our wings burn for how hard we fly!
Hvitserth was next to join her, and the hint of challenge in his words sent a thrill through Uvaldoth. This one understood the joys of a good competition, she could just tell. And we shall see if you an keep up in turn!
It took Uvaldoth a moment to spot Hiraeth with the way he hung back so far from the others. He was almost charming in his hesitance, but she wished he would be just a bit bolder, and sent him a warm wave of encouragement in the hopes of nudging him into more decisive action. It is the best morning, is it not? For it's the morning I chose to rise!
The first brown was the next to join, and Uvaldoth couldn't quite help the excited spin she did in the skies at Rouleth's words. Again, there was the obvious signs of freshly healed injuries on him - another who had flown in the Threadfall over Nabol and Tillek. Scuffed you may be, but you are in the air already! That's far more than some can claim, and it says much about you. But we shall see if you are fast enough to catch me!
Finally, there was Mattoth to join her, dwarfing her even with the distance between them making him appear smaller than he truly was. Would a dragon his size be able to keep up with so small and flighty a green as she? Then claim that honor with all the strength in your wings! I intend to make my flying a true challenge, not just beautiful!
Only when her last suitor joined did she trumpet to signal the start of the chase. She beat her wings hard, using all the strength in her flight muscles to shoot up into the sky as fast as her wings would carry her. First, she would show off just how quickly she could reach her top speed, and how fast she truly was! But she quickly grew frustrated when she realized that she was lagging today. Was it the lust that sung through her veins and pulsed with every beat of her hearts? Perhaps she had put this off a bit too long if it was going to affect her performance like this...
Uvaldoth has no color preferences - everyone who chases stands just as much a chance at catching her as anyone else! She hasn't quite grown to her full length just yet, but she is over the absolute smallest size an adult green could be. It's clear she has a little more filling out to do, as her frame looks like it could carry more bulk than she currently possesses. Right now most of her muscle is concentrated in her flight muscles and hind quarters, but without the rest of her filled out it makes her look... Well, a bit like a gangly, awkward teen. Positive Traits: Friendly, highly social, intelligent Negative Traits: Competitive, hyperactive, impulsive
Niselle is 19, leans towards men but is open to other genders, and is experiencing her first real flight lust. Oh don't get her wrong, she knows what it's like when a gold flight passes overhead. But it's a bit different when it's your dragon in a flight. She currently has no partner and will likely go to bed with whoever catches her eye. That doesn't necessarily mean she'll be joining the rider of whoever manages to catch Uvaldoth! All her suitors stand a chance, so it's just a matter of who she finds herself most drawn to. Positive Traits: Family oriented, supportive, diligent, patient, adventurous Negative Traits: Self-sacrificing, headstrong, willful, thrill-seeking
Everyone please roll Strength + Speed for Round 1! You have until September 5th, 12:01am PST to get in your rolls and fill out your posts!
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23!
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2020 1:21 am
While he cursory knew most of these dragons, at least those he knew of High Reaches, Hiraeth wavered at sight of his brother. Though it took a moment to square himself up; he's here to prove.. something. If nothing else, another chaser amidst Uvaldoth's maiden court.
Her encouragement felt like the sweetest boon, and Hiraeth can't help but croon sweetly. The finist of mornings, because it belongs to you. With a quick snap of his wings, the blue took off to follow-- but not quite expecting the wind to carry him up, up, up -- and he gives a startled whistle as he has to curl his body to turn and wing back closer to the other chasers. Oops..
--- Blue Hiraeth A gentle soul, he desires connections in life though his own hesitation keeps him a few steps behind. A little romantic at his core, though its hidden rather deep. Pros: Romantic, Gentle, Friendly Cons: Hesitant, Fearful, Uncertain
Ky'ess Not participating
Base points for blue: 45 points
If the dragon is: - Less than 5 turns: +3 points - Average/Normal: +5 points - Participated in recent PC Threadfall: +5 points - Friendly or Social: +2 points - Passive or Aimless: -5 points
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24!
Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2020 1:25 am
Oh she would see competition! Hvitserth would show he was simply the best choice. Greens were full of surprises, perhaps she'd breeze past all of them. Hviserth easily kept up, flicking his tail to get ahead. He darted between the flair, tucking his wings when he came too close.
He snaked his head under his wing, casting a hard glance at those who happened to be lagging behind him. Hvitserth gave a rough snarl in their direction before gazing ahead to Ulvadoth once more.
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[NPC] I'var of blue Hvitserth
I'var is soft spoken and blue eyed, while would be cute if he wasn't always wearing a sneer. He is fully embracing the accompanying headache of staying out of the picture completely.
Hvitserth is large, in charge, and pushing the limit for how much muscle a blue can really pack behind them. He's aggressive, blunt, and really is here to have a Good Time. Positive: Strength in conviction, honest, loyal Negative: slightly colorist, Aggressive, Blunt
Base points for blue: 45 points If the dragon is: - Between 21-35 turns: +7 points - Fit/Motivated: +10 points - Competitive or Goal Oriented: +5 points He has no idea/doesn't care which twin has birthed first as he's from Western so I assigned 0 points rather -2 =67
Maridith had no particular drive to wear his Blue wings out so early, and so had a languid start, following after her with easy beats of his wings. Perhaps he was not attempting to be the fastest, for he was not the strongest, but he certainly was close behind her, wasn't he. Trumpeting a sound of greeting to the other competitors, Maridith seemed to be languidly enjoying the air, and the sun, letting himself drift a bit higher above the pack as he watched Uvaldoth, showing off those beautiful wings and his gorgeous hide for her.
Beautiful Uvaldoth, I have no empty words, and you shall see it! I will prove to you my devotion and my poetry. His eyes shone blue and purple, bright as anything as he drifted slowly back down to join the middle of her pack of suitors, for now.
A'zal of Blue Maridith
A'zal: Lover of Gr'del and former Caravan boy, A'zal is indulgent and gentle, with a sense of amusement about him at all times. Positive Trait List Flexible, Confident, Reliable Negative Trait List Arbitrary, Transparent, Gullible
Maridith: Ah, light as air is Maridith, or so will he tell you. He enjoys life, loving the feeling of the wind under his wings, and the sun on his hide. Maridith will do as he pleases, when he pleases, enjoying life to its fullest. Positive Trait List Flexible, Effervescent, Playful Negative Trait List Whimsical, Naive, Self-absorbed
Zaikt generated a random number between
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24!
Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2020 3:37 pm
I'ar of Brown Rouleth
She was up, and Rouleth came soaring after her. In that moment, the pain of threadscore was little more than something half-remembered, a notion set quite firmly in the past where it couldn't affect him--he simply was, and nothing that wasn't taking place right here and now would cross his mind. He saw his competition through his periphery, and the fact that he wasn't leading the pack sent a brief curl of red through his eyes. If he were a bigger Brown, perhaps he could have strongarmed them out of the way. As it was, he'd just have to rely on sheer flying prowess and being a rather dashing daredevil--he got the feeling Uvaldoth might like that last part. She was moving quickly, but Rouleth could tell she wasn't at her top speed just yet. Was she playing with them? Trying to lull them into a false sense of complacency so that she could blow them all away? It seemed likely, going off of what he knew of her nature. Faranth, he loved Greens.
I've got plenty to show you, love. Keep your eyes on me, and I promise you won't regret it.
---- About Rouleth: Confident, thrillseeking, and overall a high-energy dynamo, this Brown doesn't seem to know when to slow down. He's incredibly lucky, which has given him a sense of being invincible, and that's only furthered his tendency to risk his own hide simply for a new rush of adrenaline. He loves showing off for anyone that'll watch him, and is at his best when he's able to prove he's not just full of hot air. Positive Traits: Outgoing, enthusiastic, motivational. Negative Traits: Arrogant, tunnel vision, impulsive.
About I'ar: Shy, awkward, nervous, anxious--all of these things really aren't bad descriptors for this young man. Having become a dragonrider at a young age, he can't shake the feeling that he's not quite ready for everything, and he's more than a bit afraid he isn't. Still recovering from Threadfall injuries. Positive Traits: Focused, attentive, methodical. Negative Traits: Pessimistic, guarded, envious.
Rouleth's Stats
Base points for Brown: 40 points Less than 5 turns: +3 points Fit/Motivated: +10 points Participated in recent PC Threadfall: +5 points Competitive or Goal Oriented: +5 points Friendly or Social: +2 points
Sweet Symmetry generated a random number between
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15!
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Strength (16) + Speed ( 8 ) = 15/24
Mattoth crooned in delight as the green answered him, fighting the urge to twirl in the air to show off his wings. {You will not find me lacking, my dear. Your dance will be arduous and passionate, as befits a charming beauty like yourself. I will move like the wind to match your steps.} Consumed as he was by lust, the bronze dragon's honeyed words /oozed/.
He flew after her, not pulling ahead of the pack, but keeping right on her tail. After all, it would be rude to diminish her efforts in any way.
Sat rather primly on his quiet, empty ledge, Hiraeth had seemed lost to his own council -- reflective turned inward as his thoughts, those that had plagued him for weeks, tossed this way and that like a strong breeze played with a light dragon. No, since his injuries and during the long healing process, much had been on the young blue's mind. Combed through again and again until he could ascertain what was at the back of his mind; what he knew to be true, but… 
