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mewrising · 3 years

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Banescale bednesday dragon share!

Y’all had best believe I’m pronouncing it bed-ness-day XD

Lore tibits & such under the cut!

Row 1: Mathwin (she/her) & Raihan (he/him). Mathwin is a new find (honestly a lot of these are ;o;) so I haven’t set anything in stone for her lore, but she’s definitely some sort of numbers nerd and probably works at accounting for one of the larger shops around the clan. Raihan is one of my original bane eggs but I unfortunately haven’t schemed up a role for him...he’s the adoptive son of Arelis, one of my gaolers.

Row 2: Vulx (she/her) & Kaiba (he/him). Two more unfortunately loreless banes ;o; Can we get some appreciation for their colors tho? Excellent XYZs if I, the buyer, have anything to say about it XD

Row 3: Noveau (she/her) & Kampe (she/her). Noveau isn’t ~actually~ a dragon but rather a talonok! Her bird species is a chicken :D Kampe is the adoptive sister of Raihan but doesn’t have much lore besides...

Row 4: Holly (she/her) & Ismene (she/her). Holly is a flower arranger & festival enthusiast! Ismene herds sheep at Thunder Hollow’s farms.

Oh, and as a bonus, check out this lil dude from my upcoming pinkerlocke! I haven’t shared others from this ‘locke but he got an “outfit design” (done by FR user Rinny!) earlier today and I wanted to share it ;o;

Fang my beloved.......

#flight rising #fr #dragon share #d: Mathwin #d: Raihan #d: Vulx #d: Kaiba #d: Noveau #d: Kampe #d: Holly #d: Ismene

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fr-jedicreed · 3 years

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The Beginning (Pt.3)

(All dragons are in anthro forms!)

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Bukrett was silent, as he processed this information. A group called ‘Those Who Devour the Sun’ were kidnapping Imperials. And, from the sounds of it, they worshipped Emperors so much, that they were willing to make their own… Gods above, why did such a group exist?! What purpose did they have, making a dangerous creature??

“So that’s what we’re dealing with.” Said Thyl’la after a moment, “I don’t know how long they’ve been around, or how long they’ve been kidnapping Imperials…but they’re dangerous and need to be taken care of.”

“Do you know where they’re located?” Asked Bukrett eagerly, “We need to stop them now!”

“If I did, I would’ve already done something.” She said, grumpily, “They’re nowhere to be found. As far as everyone is concerned, they don’t exist. All I hear are whispers of such a group, and what their possible intentions are. Given that it’s Imperials that they’re after, and that they’re obsessed with Emperors, it’s pretty obvious what their goal is.”

Bukrett frowned. Yomigami wasn’t going to like this news. This group affected all the tiers—every tier had Imperials. They were all in danger. Though speaking of Imperials… “Don’t you have an Imperial among your crew? What about them? Do you know where they are?”

‘Of course I do.” Huffed Thyl’la, “Koi is here. Keeping him on house arrest, so to speak.”

“Yeah, and it ain’t fun.”

A heavily tattooed Imperial came out from one of the back rooms, looking rather displeased. He was shirtless, other than a jacket thrown over his shoulders, a tattoo piece going over his chest, and moving over his back. Bukrett could only imagine what the piece looked like.

“Whoever this group is, they’re bein’ a pain in th’ ass.” He huffed, lips curled up into a snarl, “Been tellin’ Thyl’la ‘ere that I can take care of m’self, but noooo, I still hafta stay here.”

“I know you can take care of yourself, but we’re still family. We need to look out for each other.” Said Thyl’la, turning to Koi, “And this is me looking out for you. Just bare with it, until we can find these bastards. Then you can help take them down.”

Koi grinned at that, “Ooh, I like that idea. Lemme at them bastards!” He then turned to Bukrett, as if just noticing him there, “Oi, who’s th’ Obby?”

“I’m Bukrett from the Top Tier.” He explained, “I came down to investigate the disappearances of Imperials, and came here to search first. …Mostly because of the Lower Tier’s reputation.”

“Oi, jus’ cuz we dun roll like ya do, dun mean we’re all criminals ‘ere.” Growled Koi, giving Bukrett a glare, “It’s peeps like you that’re givin’ us a bad rep.”

“Easy Koi, he still has a point.” Said Thyl’la, “There’s more crime here, than the other tiers, so it makes sense that he’d try here. As loathe as I am to admit it.” She shrugged, “And his first guess was right. And we’ll be helping the Top Tier out, as well, with taking down this group.”

“Wha—?” Both Koi and Bukrett looked at the head of the Torn Wings Mafia, surprised.

“Whaddya mean we’re helpin’ them?”

“You’re willing to help us out?”

Thyl’la nodded, “We are. I don’t want this group here. And you guys don’t want them in your tier either, and I’m sure the Mid Tier doesn’t want an Emperor Worshipping group with them. So…I’m willing to lend my help to take these crazies down.”

Bukrett relaxed. They were getting somewhere, and the extra help was greatly appreciated, “I’ll tell Yomigami then, as soon as I can.”

“Oh we’re done here, so you can go…” said Thyl’la, with a smirk, as she stood up, “Unfortunately, I’m not willing to give up the location of our HQ, so I’m going to need you to take another nap.”

Bukrett chuckled, “Better make the hit count. I’m pretty sturdy.”

“Oh I know exactly where to hit.” Said Thyl’la, cracking her knuckles, “I’ll see you again, Bukrett. And I look forward to our collaborated efforts.”

With a smile, the Banescale swung, hitting Bukrett right where he was hit before. There was a head-splitting pain, him hitting the ground hard, then nothing.

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“I don’t think he’s dead…”

“Then take the sword, before he wakes up!”

“B-But it’s stuck—!”

Bukrett woke up to voices close by. His head was killing him, and he couldn’t wait to go to a healer for the pain. But he was losing focus. He felt something tugging at his side, right where his sword was. Was someone trying to steal it.

Despite the pain in his head, the Obelisk moved quickly, grabbing and pinning down the one that had a hand on his sword. His vision swirled slightly, and he blinked to get the blob under his paw to focus. When his vision finally settled, he found he was pinning a young Mirror to the ground, all four eyes wide with surprise.

“Uhh, h-hi there!” Stammered the Mirror, voice strained with the weight of Bukrett’s paw on his chest, “Nice to see you’re alive, we were just um…well…”

Before Bukrett could get a word out, he felt a knife poke at his back, and another voice hiss behind him.

“Get off my brother. Now.”

Bukrett turned his head slightly, seeing another Mirror behind him, the point of a knife poking into his back. All four of his eyes were glaring at the Obelisk, as if daring for him to move or hurt the Mirror underneath of him. Bukrett sighed, and carefully moved off of the Mirror. He stood slowly, his head spiking with pain. Thyl’la really did hit him hard…

“Now…who are you two?”

#Ilthorne Lore #c: Bukrett #c: Thyl’la #c: Koi #c: Beldur #c: Bakal #Yaaaay getting more lore out! OuO

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