Lewanna Yeager | Female | Elf Rider | 61~Looks 20 | The Shire | Mentions: Enchanta


A shadowy figure slipped easily through the woods, black hair twirling in the light breeze. Lewanna moved swiftly, her tall, lithe frame moving easily between the trees. The young elf was on the run, the crunching of leaves heard behind her, the shouts of men reaching her ears. She clutched the newly stolen sac of food in one hand, using the other for balance. Her bo-staff secured against her back, her eyes darted for someplace to hide. She needed cover, and fast. She could hear the hoard of people behind her, all the shop owners and patrons who were tired of her stealing and looting from them. Sure, she only took what she needed to survive, but none of them cared about that.

Her eyes lit up when she spotted a hidden cave. The entrance was barely two feet wide, but she had spotted it, and moved quickly. Hoping none of her pursuers spotted her, she dove for the entrance, tucking her arms against her chest. A grunt of pain escaped her as she slid across the ground, gliding through the entrance of the cave before stilling. She clenched her jaw, shuffling into a sitting position and rubbing her aching muscles. She knew she had gained a couple new scrapes, but didn’t really care. She quickly moved backwards until her back touched the back of the cave, her body stilling as she inhaled deeply, needing to calm herself so she didn’t alert her pursuers to her hiding spot. Her hand brushed up against something she just assumed was a rock, but boy was she wrong.



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Aloys | Male | Dragon | Egg | The Shire | Mentions: None

Nestled safely in an abandoned nest against the cliff face, a jet black egg lay waiting for it’s rider. Though the cliff wasn’t super tall, the egg wasn’t visible unless the person was within reach. Almost completely surrounded in old nesting material, the mat-black egg was safe from most elements, safe to wait for his rider.



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Gerrit Walker | Male | Human Warrior | 24 | Gil’ead | Mentions: None

An almost permanent smile was plastered on Gerrit’s freckle-splattered face as he walked through Gil’ead. Having just left a medical call, and was intent on finding something to eat. He dropped into the nearest place he could find, dropping a coin on the bar before taking a bite of the roll of bread he was handed. He leaned against one of the support bars on the deck, his long, blonde hair pulled back into a pony tail. He talked brightly with anyone who would listen, his brilliant smile never leaving his face.

The tall blonde moved on from the deck, walking slowly through the streets. They were pretty crowded, but he spotted multiple people he knew, making quick conversation before moving on. He hadn’t need in Gil’ead more than a month, but had always been good at making friends. His bow and quiver were strapped tightly to his strong back, his fingers running absentmindedly across the strap. His mind was elsewhere through, unable to think of much else. He had been notified of the re-surfacing of dragons and their riders, and wanted nothing more than to help them.

Lewanna Yeager | Female | Elf Rider | 61~Looks 20 | The Shire | Mentions: Enchanta

Lewanna was so focused on the group of people outside the cave, she didn’t notice the thing she assumed was a rock until it tipped over and rolled around. A sharp inhale tore through Lewanna, before she clamped a hand over her mouth, eyes snapping to the rock-like thing. ‘What the hell.’ She whispered to herself, eyes now trained on what she once thought was a rock, but was now glowing. She watched it carefully as the thing shook and wobbled, rolling across the floor as it glowed a deep purple. Waiting until the egg stilled, she slowly reached towards it. She touched the egg cautiously, running her hand over the smooth surface.

She slowly picked it up, setting it back where it was to begin with. She heard a rustling outside the cave and froze, silently pulling a dagger from under her outer jacket. She didn’t dare breath, waiting as the sounds slowly disappeared. The noise from the hoard of people slowly disappeared, and Lewanna let out a shaky breath, slowly turning back towards the egg.

Salanthis|Dragon (Egg)|Female|Lake Isenstar|Mentions: Radia
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Suddenly, the small dragon inside the egg decided she wanted out. The outside shell started to warm up, quickly. Soon enough, it was uncomfortable. Any longer, and the shell would burn Radia's skin. Meanwhile, Salanthis started to claw and nudge the softening inside shell, squeaking every now and then. She would try to bite at the shell, but to no avail. Salanthis continued, her squeaks getting louder and sounding more frustrated.