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Post by jenee on Nov 16, 2007 21:30:50 GMT -5
Appearance The egg's shell is the color of dark navy, with what seems like purple tints hidden in its depths. The bottom of the egg blurs into a bright orange, which seems to stretch out as far as it can across the navy like a sunrise. It is slightly smaller than a football, with well-rounded curves and a hardly scratched surface.
History How did I get here? How could I be so easily seperated from my siblings and my mother? All these questions had raced through the egg's head as soon as she had been stolen from the nest that her mother had settled in. It had only been an hour since she had left to find food. The nest was concealed, and yet they were found. Four men, or sorcerers, had transported themselves farther from the nest as soon as they seized the four eggs. They divided the reward between themselves, each man departing with an egg. What happens now? This was the thought that flicked through the egg's mind as it was traded and sold throughout the years...finally, she had found herself in the hands of a traveling group of traders, which had been attacked by rogues near the Dragonlands. As it travels from hand to hand, the egg fantasizes about being discovered by the one destined to be its true Hatcher. The day will come...It has to.
Codeword/Phrase Whispering Spirits
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Post by Fantom on Nov 16, 2007 21:32:25 GMT -5
Accceeeepted!
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