Bonded at Citadel of Shadows ... Created with Seventh Sanctum Generators
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Would it have been too much to ask that the four mages maintain their cool during and after their bonding? Even though they could easily all be labeled 'evil', who could really blame them for reacting with inner pride, beaming smiles, perhaps a giddy laugh now and then? When the hatching had occurred, it was a tummult of small, weak hatchlings and a number of stronger larger ones who ate them. Well - some got eaten, some just got nibbled or torn or slashed. Taking interest in the activities, the mages watched. Throwing one of his siblings aside, a four-headed red beastling charged forward, skidding across the sands and stopping directly in front of the dark-haired sorcerer, Zardanal. Your foes cannot hope to stand against you now that I am here. I am Crian. Crian speaks true. The voice of a three-headed violet female purred as well, as her seemingly delicate steps brought her before a woman in red. We will crush them, and feast upon their entrails. I am Ailarulle, and I claim you, Enonaca, as my own. Shortly, after another few others were 'claimed' by their fierce beasts, an icy blue female from Kahan's brood finished tearing through one of her lesser siblings and made her way towards a particular dark-skinned mage. Selthet is my name, Pheletiri. Your power is great, but I will make it greater. Moments later, awash in blood and with the shrieking of a dying 'meal', there was a beastling which gave the appearance of white scales covered in spattered blood. Which there was plenty of, but there were markings to match. Grooming the blood off his pristine scales, his black eyes fell to the white-haired mage. Isange. I shall give you all that you desire, and more. I am Thess. It would be an interesting few weeks, training these beasts to work together. The mages themselves found that they required more teamwork out of one another now, no wandering off to blackmail some priest, or disappearing for days to steal some powerful item. They could do that together. The many heads of these hydra-creatures would hiss and bite at one another, but never inflicted too much damage. They certainly didn't touch the mages - that would be disasterous and one thing they did have going for them as a group was their strong sense of self-preservation. Soon, they would need it more than ever... |
Enonaca
Chosen: Enonaca
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Zardanal
Chosen: Zardanal
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Pheletiri
Chosen: Pheletiri
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Isange
Chosen: Isange
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