27.Jun.22, 04:59 AM
Ulliendis grinned as the dragonet tried to mess with him about his theory. Spooooky, indeed. But no, he didn't really think they were all drugged. It was his best theory outside of actually believing the dragons were powerful enough to make a connection through the shell but he didn't fully believe it. With the dragon plague and the Weyrs being left empty for so long, The Halls of Harper and Healer had ransacked the Weyrs for all the information they could gather. Unless the dragonriders were clever enough to take all evidence of their psychedelic drugs with them or the Masters of the Halls locked it away, nothing had ever been shown to back it up. But he had been taught to look at problems and puzzles from all sides and that was what he did with the befuddling eggs.
Echoing the dragonet's parting, Ulliendis gave the egg another caressing pat. "That was fun, perhaps even educational. Maybe we'll meet again." If he had to Impress, that one seemed like it could be a good match. Likely wouldn't be boring if nothing else and that was important to him. Keeping secrets was also at the top of his list of preferences in a mate of any sort, as well as supportive of his endeavours--even the less savoury ones. He didn't think that was too much to ask for.
In the mood for more connections, Ulliendis looked around the room and spotted lucky thirteen was currently open. He wanted to say he wasn't superstitious but he was a Harper and had a few quirks that were likely viewed as such. The more common ones didn't concern him and that was why he didn't hesitate to meet the new occupant, though he did pose the question to the dragonet as they connected. "Do you think your egg being labeled with a feared number has jinxed you or set you up to work hard and prove them all wrong or made you more powerful or has no influence on you at all?
Egg 13!
Echoing the dragonet's parting, Ulliendis gave the egg another caressing pat. "That was fun, perhaps even educational. Maybe we'll meet again." If he had to Impress, that one seemed like it could be a good match. Likely wouldn't be boring if nothing else and that was important to him. Keeping secrets was also at the top of his list of preferences in a mate of any sort, as well as supportive of his endeavours--even the less savoury ones. He didn't think that was too much to ask for.
In the mood for more connections, Ulliendis looked around the room and spotted lucky thirteen was currently open. He wanted to say he wasn't superstitious but he was a Harper and had a few quirks that were likely viewed as such. The more common ones didn't concern him and that was why he didn't hesitate to meet the new occupant, though he did pose the question to the dragonet as they connected. "Do you think your egg being labeled with a feared number has jinxed you or set you up to work hard and prove them all wrong or made you more powerful or has no influence on you at all?
Egg 13!