24.Jun.22, 10:07 AM
Ulliendis didn’t see the need to be so uptight and afraid again. Sure, some attacks were happening again but other than a gold dragon in his home Weyr of Fort, there hadn’t been any deaths. Yes it sucked that people were still injured but they were recovering as the two blonde men slinking into the Sands with him showed. Maybe they were just lucky, maybe the attacker wanted to send a message of some sort. They’d find out when it was time, he supposed. Until then, he guessed being a little more aware of surroundings wasn’t too horrible of a thing. Then again, maybe that was just his immunity to some poisons and how to counter others talking. Speaking of that, he needed to get to know Zelana a bit more after learning about her interest in such things but she was too attached to the walking wounded and he hadn’t been able to steal much of her time. He’d get to her eventually.
For now, he had eggs to caress.
Ulliendis followed a pair that seemed to have a plan. He was just there for the fun of it all and hadn’t mapped out a route or any such thing. As the two continued on to their starting point, he came to a stop at an adorably squat egg. This would do. “Hello, darling. What do you have in store for me, I wonder aloud to myself because I still don’t quite believe you’re aware of us until we’re touching. Even that seems odd, truthfully.” Ulliendis had formed a theory that Candidates were actually drugged before attending the Touching whether through food, water, or maybe in the air when they entered the cavern. That part was a work in progress but he had to wonder if it was some sort of psychedelic drug to make gullible and desperate people have some sort of experience. He’d been around dragons enough now to know they could speak and were nosy bastards but how did such a connection happen with an egg between them?
Oh! Maybe the egg had a poison of some kind on it and that was how the trip happened. He crouched so he could see more of the surface of the shell to give it a visual once over. It didn’t seem like anything was on it and during all of the other Touchings he’d been to, his hand never came away wet, sticky, or with a powder on it. Something in the air was still a possibility and was it any more outrageous to believe than an unhatched dragonet actually connecting to his mind? It really was a wild trip either way and Ulliendis stopped pondering how it happened and simply let it as he finally touched the egg.
ooc:egg 17, please
For now, he had eggs to caress.
Ulliendis followed a pair that seemed to have a plan. He was just there for the fun of it all and hadn’t mapped out a route or any such thing. As the two continued on to their starting point, he came to a stop at an adorably squat egg. This would do. “Hello, darling. What do you have in store for me, I wonder aloud to myself because I still don’t quite believe you’re aware of us until we’re touching. Even that seems odd, truthfully.” Ulliendis had formed a theory that Candidates were actually drugged before attending the Touching whether through food, water, or maybe in the air when they entered the cavern. That part was a work in progress but he had to wonder if it was some sort of psychedelic drug to make gullible and desperate people have some sort of experience. He’d been around dragons enough now to know they could speak and were nosy bastards but how did such a connection happen with an egg between them?
Oh! Maybe the egg had a poison of some kind on it and that was how the trip happened. He crouched so he could see more of the surface of the shell to give it a visual once over. It didn’t seem like anything was on it and during all of the other Touchings he’d been to, his hand never came away wet, sticky, or with a powder on it. Something in the air was still a possibility and was it any more outrageous to believe than an unhatched dragonet actually connecting to his mind? It really was a wild trip either way and Ulliendis stopped pondering how it happened and simply let it as he finally touched the egg.
ooc:egg 17, please