1. The Healer 2. The Wher 3. The Flits 4. History Bullet point 5. Thoughts and Individual 6. Possessions 7. Reserve for something 8 onwards- Journals posts
Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 2:07 pm
The healer
Name: Naanash, Nash Age: 32 Gender: Male Rank: Sr. Journeyman working towards his mastery
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 2:10 pm
The Wher
Name: Nanask, Nana Age: 3 Colour: Green
Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 2:17 pm
The Flits
Name: Harbinger, Harper, Bebe Colour: Green Age: Seven
- Flit to come -
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Something's sneaking around the tree... this firelizard has something odd about her. She's bioluminescent, in fact - the bright spots on her back glow in the dark
Name: Pennant - Penny Size - Tea cup Persian
87/100 posts - need 13 more posts for the second flit spot
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 2:57 pm
History Bullet Points
+ 173 - Nash born during harvest season + 190 - Nash goes to healer hall for studies +193 - Nash graduates and is station in Nabol durning the plague and civil war +197 - Nash and Saain split, Nash joining with a free company + 01 - Nash claims a hatching Wher as his own + 04 - Nash is transfered to High Reaches Weyr because people are idiots.
Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 11:46 am
Thoughts and Reactions
Bereck: - Master Healer - Okay guy. Not one to deal with stupid, really knows his stuff. I think he blames himself for most of the bad things that happen in the profession.
Bereth: His dragon, big, green, generally all around giant. Seems to get along with Nana well enough.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 4:58 pm
Possessions
1 olive dab hose
Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 5:03 pm
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Because I'll likely find something to shove in here
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 1:05 pm
So, I got a new fire lizard egg. Certainly not something I expected to obtain while I was gambling. Mark, cheap trinkets, occasionally a decent knife blade. It was certainly unexpected when the man sat down on my table and pulled out a tiny egg from his jacket, swaddled in dirty wool and offered it as collateral in the bet.
Left after that, egg and about seventy marks more than I had. Lost the trinkets but I didn't care for them anyways. Candled the egg to see if there was life inside it. I expected to have died, instead it was viable. I got a pot and sand to bury it in and kept it warm. Harbinger is keeping an eye on it when I work.
I wonder what could possibly be inside it. I’m thinking it will be another green, like Harper. It certainly is smaller than her egg had been.