Sylbstymm, the Crystal Horn, Silver Tongue, Deal Maker Male Silinrul Caradras
Mindspeech: Italics #05ea02 Name Meaning: Silver Voice
Crystal Horn, Silver Tongue, Deal Maker is one of those individuals that very likely makes his superiors in the Legion want to butt their heads against a very hard object or stamp a hoof in frustrated resignation. As a 'traditional' hunter he's only so-so. He can help drive prey well enough but lacks the ferocity and instinctive reaction for the killing blow. But just as other Silinrul are expected to provide more than just food so too does he have other talents to bring into play. Namely he's an expert as cold reading people, using observations and a little bit of casual, surprisingly friendly conversation to uncover exactly what they need or want the most. Then, through a number of other deals if need be, he provides their desires often with a bonus or at a solid discount for his hard work. This effectiveness otherwise would earn him high praise from those in charge save for how Silver Tongue has a tendency to flirt the line between respectful and insolent, rattling off a cheeky 'yes sir!' when given orders and fulfilling said orders in his own way which may not always be the way he was told to. In general he tends to just get under their hides, especially if they lack a sense of humor. Several admittedly breathed a sigh of relief when he made for the Veiled Shrine. Maybe Edrei won't mind his 'ma'am yes ma'am!' quite so much?
At first glance Silver Tongue appears like your typical Caradras with the almost hybrid dragon-unicorn body shape. He has our lengthy legs and a deep chest, powerful muscles in his shoulders supporting draconic wings and an arcing neck ending in a delicate head. His legs end in paws with claws and his brow bears a jagged crystal horn. His hide is very deep red with the underside of his wings being a shade lighter. His horn is equally deep purple to match his claws and his eyes are a golden orange. But it is in his whippy tail that there is something clearly different about him. Where at the end should be a sharp scythe blade is instead a large club-like ball of scaled flesh. Born with this mutation, those around him at first debated whether or not he could be of use to the Legion. Then as a young Caradras he whipped his tail through the air, and the 'ball' separated into four segments like an opening flower to show a spearhead or petal-shaped blade within. Then, second surprise, the blade split into two parts and snapped against one another like scissors! Certainly a nasty surprise for anyone who thinks that Silver Tongue is helpless in a fight. His dark purple mane and firelock are quite long, unshorn as is traditional, and quite well highlights the assorted green feathers he wears there.
Bone Talisman Mutation: Double Sheathed Tail Blades
Tymbwaht, The Protective Brick Female Mostri Volantil
Mindspeech: Bold Italics #7792b6 Name Meaning: Dumb Guard
Quite the towering hulk, Protective Brick is vicious, fierce, protective as a mother dragon (especially over Edrei, Ederi's other Bondeds, Ederi's potential future mate and children, etc), can hold grudges like no one's business, and one other thing meant with the utmost kindness and sincerity:
Dumb as a box of rocks.
In her own way this Mostri is rather clever. She understands that Edrei doesn't like raw meat, and the value of storing back extra for future need. She understands friends from enemies when it's made clear and doesn't forget who is which easily, and in battle situations is actually a rather terrifying tactician even if most of her tactics are variations in 'rush in and do add much damage as possible.' But she will never ever remotely be a collegiate scholar. Without someone to guide her she can be fooled rather easily, though finding out she was tricked is a sure way to invoke her ire and cause the trickster quite a bit of pain (remember what was said about grudges). As if a Volantil isn't terribly terrifying already Protective Brick carries an unseen mutation, the ability to create a defensive barrier like a massive bubble around herself and anyone she shelters under her wings or carries on her back. Called upon by instinct it only canwithstand a hit or two from an average opponent (maybe more from a weak enemy or less from a stronger one) but she's learned to use it effectively.
From canid head filled with flesh-rending teeth and blood-drinking tongue to the leather-winged forelegs to the equally canid back legs and powerful tail, Protective Brick is a hulking ten feet tall creature of solid muscle. Her pointed ears stand upright on her head and her thick fur is patterned like a maned wolf. This means that the bulk of her is varying shades of rusty red-orange with her hind legs and wings tapering to black, a black patch on the base of her neck, and her muzzle is also black offset by a white throat.
Awyreya the Heights Call Me From the Depths Trench Zaithandi
Mindspeech: #393ffd Name Meaning: Absent Eye
Appearance: This girl is fairly large and still graceful looking at least somewhat, she's not as big as some but still a good looking trench. Her eyes are sealed shut as is the norm for a Trench Zaithandi and she has purple-blue fur, she's not the most well built for land travel but she can swim well. She has a thick short neck and large heavy head. Her main color is a deep dark almost black blue with purple leopard like spotting across her body. She has the normal one horn for a female Zaithandi.
Personality: This girl is a very calm and sedate sort, she's not overly excitable or even all that eager to meet others. She is more likely to lay back and let things happen she's more keen on watching the world around her and this shows in that she doesn't talk much and allows the world to happen around her. She's very kind to those she cares for but that's few and far between, she'd be very happy just lounging about on the beach munching fish and spending time with her bonded.
Frydguld the Don't Push the Little Lion Male Tributary Zaithandi
Mindspeech: #ad5b0a Name Meaning: Peaceful Gold
Appearance: This boy is a pale brown color to start with that is then overlaid by a riot of gold and russet and a variety of browns. He looks like a pile of leaves on a forest floor it makes him fairly easy to spot but he is still a fairly decently built Zaithandi. His horns are smallish but still capable.
Personality: This boy is very much a timid thing prefering to stay back and watch others do things and more likely to hide from threats. He is not the one you want in a fight he's the one who needs protecting he'll hide and stay away from things that are scary. Which frankly is everything except his bonded even the other creatures his bonded shares are terrifying to this boy he is not one that you want to get around a huge crowd. He's more likely to stay in the water and way from danger.
Ganzahr, the Now, Bow To Me! Avian Female Hybrid Roc-Phoenix
Mindspeech: Bold #dbd800 Name Meaning: Perfect Eagle
Using the word 'prideful' to describe this particular hybrid would be an understatement. She cares very little for the welfare of others so long as she is content, albeit with one sole exception: the person she bonds to. While she hates the idea of anyone stealing from her and is prone to lashing out at anyone who tries, she isn't quite so opposed to stealing from others herself. She's quite partial to nicking jewelry from others, particularly reflective jewelry, though she has also been known to take mirror shards so that she can better admire herself and make sure she's always looking her best. Being young, this avian doesn't often think before she acts even if it could get her into trouble, and is quite stubborn. She considers herself to be a princess after all, and royalty never does anything wrong. So what if someone gets upset when they find out their favorite necklace is missing? She deserved it more and they can just go out and buy another one. However, she can also be quite vindictive courtesy of her Mist Roc lineage. If someone has something she wants, then you can bet that she will do whatever it takes to retrieve it...all without getting her wings dirty, of course. A princess always has to look nice.
It is obvious from her appearance that she takes more after a Mist Roc. She has taken the form of a little auk despite being quite large courtesy of her Roc heritage, and her plumage brings to mind that of the Spark phoenix who fathered her. Her feathers are colored yellow-orange, and it's hard to tell if it is smoke or mist that drifts from the tips of her wings.
Skoenthuba, The (Soon, Hopefully?) Sorcerer's Apprentice Male Cuddlebug Arcane Athid
Mindspeech: italic #d035be Name Meaning: Shining Mage
Arcane Athid are known for being both task-dedicated and if the pun may be pardoned bookwormish. Apprentice has both traits under his carapace, though he is focused with all their bulldog tendencies on a single topic: Magic! When he emerged from his birth-material he had natural questions about life and his purpose in it. Upon learning he was an 'Arcane Cuddlebug Athid' he sought answers about what 'arcane' meant. And finding out it related to magic he believed that he himself would have magic powers. This was not the case but it has not stopped him from trying. He's studied and searched and learned, and though Apprentice has yet to do much more than simple slight-of-hand prestidigitation - the kind of simple magic relying on misdirection and tricks more than true power like a mage - he knows it's only a matter of time! He practices often and loves showing Edrei the new tricks he's mastered between the hunt for True Magic. Though it might require his Bonded to tuck him in or let him nap in her lap when his reading tires him out.
Apprentice, stretching at an impressive two feet long, looks like an Tailed Emperor Butterfly Catterpillar, though he'll never go through metamorphosis of course. His entire body is a warm, almost soft brass color with a tiny bit of green patina around the segments of his body and legs, with the shield-like plate on his head a shining silver tipped with gold at its highest points for contrast.
Mindspeech: None, she is mute. Name Meaning: Silent Oath
Above all things, Silent Offering is dedicated to her mate, Be Welcome. The sole daughter of her Pride's leader, Silent Offering was treasured and raised like a princess. She grew up beautiful, kind, loving, courageous, and a true prize for anyone able to win her heart and the approval of her father. Her love is such that she willingly serves his needs and wants and even gave her voice to spare his life from a curse. Silent Offering is self-described as a 'willing servant of love' and that being written with none of the negative connotation that 'servant' often holds. Though they met by almost chance they are true soul mates.
That Silent Offering is slim and graceful a Majebe is nothing of a surprise, given she is of the Dawn rank. Her fur is so soft blue that she almost appears white with amethyst rosettes over her body, a color that is picked up in the pastel purple of the smoke around her ankles and the tip of her tail. Her wings are also this pale blue though they are only tipped in the amethyst, rather than having the rosettes. Her sapphire eyes enhance the jewel-like motif that drapes her persona.
Loetrmyna, the Be Welcome to the Den of the Just Male Dusk Majebe
Mindspeech: #a85733 Name Meaning: Pure Love
Be Welcome can be described as a hospitable and honorable creature. Good of heart, he's much like the heroes of legend: to the poor, the needy, the defenseless, he will always offer shelter and food and his protection. He is devoted to his mate, Silent Offering, and is quite affectionate towards her often times licking, nuzzling, or cuddling with her. He also acts as her Mindvoice since she sacrificed her speech for him; their devotion to one another has reached the depths where she only has to give him a look and a few movements on her body for her will to be known to him.
Just a few inches larger than his mate, Be Welcome is deep gray that fades into a softer shade as it goes up to his shoulders and back. The tips of his toes are also lighter gray, though the darkness of his face almost makes the black lines that run down from his eyes invisible. His smoke curls from his face, cheeks, ankles, and tail tip in frosty blue curls.
Growing up Silent Offering was a quite normal Majebe. She was beloved and doted on by her father and mother, their only child, and considered a princess of her Pride. So when she was of an age to have her first Chase her father sought far and wide for all those he felt were worthy of her to participate. But to even be considered worthy young males they had to successfully pass a series of increasingly harder tests. One by one all of them fell by the wayside until much to his surprise only one remained standing: Be Welcome. Well-known among his Pride and even others for his noble kindness and welcoming nature, he was considered quite a fine potential match for Silent Offering and they were introduced. She initiated the Chase a couple of days later and though some uninvited guests tried to participate Be Welcome outflew and out-raced them all, earning her admiration and love. They were utterly inseparable after that, including the moment when Be Welcome fought a deadly wyvern to protect the Pride and his mate. He was stung and near death. Silent Offering, distraught, sought the aid of a Druid known to live in a nearby mountain glade to save him. She said she could, but the magic required a sacrifice to the power. This Silent Offering gave up her voice for her beloved's life, what she considers a very worthy trade. Though at first guilty about the 'suffering' inflicted upon his mate Be Welcome has since reconciled himself to her choice, that just as he was willing to pay his life for hers she was willing to give up to her life for him and in truth the Druid was very kind, giving them a life together once more. It has only deepened the love between them to an unbreakable bond.