Blue Paeroeth hatched at Sedona.
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Blue Paeroeth hatched at Sedona.
Image (c) to Kitsuneko and used with permission.
Name: Paeroeth
Age: young
Gender: Male
Sexual identity/orientation: Male; ???
Species/Type: Old World dragon
Type: Blue (medium-short)
Place of Birth: Sedona
Place of Residence: We're Rococo
Rank/Craft: None yet
Duties: None yet
Sponsors(s): None assigned
Sponsorling(s): None
Bond(s): T'rail (Old World human)
Lifemate(s): None
Pet(s): None
Others of note None at this time
| Agency | Title/Number | Chased | Caught | Eggs, viable/fatalities (#, #:#) |
| -- | -- | -- | -- | -- |
| Viable Offspring | Mate |
| Offspring pertinent info |
Mate pertinent info |
| Current Gen | Parents |
| Bronze Hatayth and A'tarn Navoroth and S'met Brown Citazoth and O'tur Byrth and R'cha Iraith and Yseria Vorith and A'ster Blue Self Oduth and R'ghon Tath and G'vor Artinth and Cetiga Awemiath and R'jan Green Striechoth and Danemi Draunth and Niceh Billith and Rinna Opelth and Emaria | Jhajerth Gold; Sedona |
| Nabath Brown; Sedona |
Hair/armor/feathers/fur: .
Skin/exoskeleton/scales/markings: Basic-blue. It is not overly bright, dark, vivid, light, or anything else, just blue. No markings to speak of. Generally unremarkable.
Limbs: Two wings, four legs, tail, head on a long and graceful neck.
Eyes: Faceted with a rainbow of mood-induced color. Quite pretty and buglike.
Size/Physique: 27' long, considered "medium short" in the universal size chart. There's also nothing particularly memorable about his height or physique. This might possibly be due to his rider's trade. However, while he is not particularly strong, fast, or agile, he is "good enough" at each, and has been known to surprise people when no one is looking, or when others have lowered their guard. In this way, he has also saved wingmates in sticky situations.
Other: .
Strength: Not very strong.
Agility: Neither very fast nor agile.
Assisted Fire Breath: Old world dragons chew on certain types of rock that will allow them to belch balls of fire, but must regurgitate it hours later.
Intelligence: This is where he shines. He has a quick wit and is easy-going enough not to panic even when hit with fire or thread in the face (though this has never actually been tested). He is able to visualize a progression of actions several steps in advance (perhaps the first Old World dragon capable of playing chess?) and can take full advantage of openings. When using his mediocre abilities at just the right time, well, who cares if he isn't the strongest or fastest?
Telepathy: He's got it. He is capable of speaking to other humans beyond his rider, but rarely chooses to.
Teleportation: As capable as any other Old World dragon at teleporting between places, on-world and off.
None: none
From Sedona:
Personality: Weird. Sociability: Sarcastic. Intelligence: Smart. Mating: A gentleman.
Attitude: Paeroeth is just a little off, very similarly to his rider. They see things a little differently than others, but one would rarely consider either "creepy." Paeroeth loves to socialize but other dragons don't always get his sense of humor. Little quips are issued as an amused observation that few considered before. Few take it as a cue to start wondering or changing their view, but needless to say a conversation with him is rarely dull. It can be said that he generally respects his elders and superiors (though he may accidentally get on a roll and out of hand), and always treats the ladies right. He also has a fondness for young dragons and would probably love to sire a few clutches where the mother lets him hover around annoyingly in his attempts to help.
Hobbies: coming soon.
Plans: coming soon.
The fetal blue dragon knew exactly the one he wanted. Terailen had seemed to touch the eggs with the other children only out of a sense of obligation. But the moments their minds had ment -it was only an instant- he had known. No one else was right for him.
On the day of the hatching he had raced his sister out of the egg; even if she seemed interested in someone else he did not want to take any chances. But since he did not know the way chosen might look, he had to be very careful. Some candidates had had a clear (if innacurate) picture of themselves, but this boy seemed not to know or care how he looked.
By the time all of the candidates had made it inside, the eggs had started to rock in earnest, and before long one of them cracked open entirely, followed quickly by a second. The first egg revealed a medium-sized green hatchling--the second, a blue. The two hatchlings climbed to their feet quickly and went to their respective groups of candidates.
The green, unsurprisingly, was first to Impress. She stopped in front of a Holdbred girl named Danemi and crooned happily. "Oh, Striechoth! Of course I'll feed you," the newest rider said reassuringly. As the two walked off the sands, the blue made his choice as well.
He took longer than his sister perusing the crowd of male candidates, stopping to stare at first one, then another as if he couldn't make up his mind, but it was a lad named Terailen who eventually stepped forward. "Come on, Paeroeth, let's get you fed," he said with a smile.
~ Sedona clutch 6
There was no human more beautiful than his T'rail. The boy did not seem to realize it. But later, he would show the little blue something almost as charming, but it was made of metal and gleaming plastic. Computers are intricate and beautiful too!
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Sedona Weyr | Clutch 6