Dragon Tamer

Grey Star

Red Jacket
Between Grey n' Al.
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A man sat at a table, holding a chalice of blood, taking small sips, the dying twilight reflected on the crystals in his blue skin. His eyes irises were black, like his short hair, and he was dressed in a black cloak, the hood down. Armor with a sigil etched in was underneath that, weapons at his side. Not far behind him was a container, holding four dragon eggs. One red, two brown, one white, one blue.

"You are probably wondering," his echoic voice said, "how I happened upon these orphaned eggs, aren't you?"
 

Alzoru

Green Jacket
A Munitara woman, blue in scales and amber of eyes stared at him for a while, "Not really, I'm more wondering what the hell you are and why you're in such a small village and not a big city." She scratched her chin and tried to make sense of him, nothing like him had been seen on Nafine yet... nor would they for another few thousand yet unless Jacen pulled some strings. The lady thought that the eggs were just typical Durakuni eggs, she had no way of knowing these were feral yet. But in this little village in the country of Wyveli, things were about to change forever.

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Grey Star

Red Jacket
Jacen laughed a bit.

"What am I? That's a good question. Suffice it to say, Deathlord is the title. A God of Death. Also, because I need someone capable of raising these whelps in a more, healthy manner."
 

Alzoru

Green Jacket
That title made her blink, "Omyoriniwama? What bizzare form have you taken? But if a god desires me to raise one of these eggs, who am I to say no? I am Ankiwari, humble basket weaver, my lord." She kneels, having mistaken him for the death god of her own universe. She took one of the egss, taking one at random, "Preytell milord, what race or races are these hatchlings to be?"
 

Grey Star

Red Jacket
Jacen chuckled in reply.

"I am not your god of death. I am another, alien to this universe. But these eggs are from a certain kind of dragon. The sentient feral kind unlike this world's."
 

Alzoru

Green Jacket
She seemed very confused. "I do not understand... But are you saying that these eggs contain something like Durakuni ancestors?" She gasped.
 

Alzoru

Green Jacket
Ankiwari coddled the egg closely.

After that, someone else came in, bursting through the wall. He was a Black-scaled Lynada, and his deep voice resounded with an "OH YEAH! I heard there was someone paying serious money for something?"
 

Grey Star

Red Jacket
(As it turns out, five eggs instead of four. Just for clarification.)

Jacen sighed, telekinetic power rebuilding the wall.

"I need someone to raise some dragon eggs, could you assist?"
 

Alzoru

Green Jacket
"Um, I can try!" He made a huge grin. "For some Wurona, I'll do just about anything, hoho!
 
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