The Pern District

Shadows of Armageddon Egg
The softened images on this hatchling are beautifully black, red, rust and gold. The sun is setting on humanity, there is the

faint whirl of wings. An explosion blossoms above a city falling into nightfall. Ships fly through the air over a frozen clay,

brick and stone city, the sky is red. Some of these burst apart in flowers of fire and blood, rings of light rippling outwards

like the surface of a pond. Towards the bottom of the egg, cities fall in ruin. The dead slump limply over the places they have

fallen. Machinery has rusted, and figures run swiftly over the landscape, soldiers struggling to the death at high speed.

Automated Marksman Brown Hatchling
Deep, deep reddish brown covers the hide of this stoical brown hatchling. His eyes glimmer menacingly, and his face is long drawn. Gunpowder leaves blackened sootmarkings across his back and his chest appears to be armored with an ornate brass and mahogany so dark its almost black. His talons are the color of gunmetal. Sanguine shades drain across his long and narrow wings dusted with the faintest hints of silver steel and darkened with more gunpowder scorches. Sunbursts the color of the fabled redstar mark his back and haunches. His form is streamlined rather skinny, fading between russet redbrown and darkened tawny, built for speed and agility, deceptively strong for his thin build.

Inspired by Tres Iquis

Glowing Chapel Egg
Two figures, both female, stand in an opulant hall. More luxurious than even Fort Hold's grandeur, the place glows with

alabaster, gold and bronze. The older of the female figures is dressed in deep scarlet and gold, olivine eyes kindly greeting

the younger girl. Her ornate regalia and bearing is that of a commanding and imperious lady holder. The other woman, very

young, is dressed in white and blue. Her uniform is far less ornate, but her bright, eager, and shy eyes, are happy, friendly

towards the powerful presence before her, and her crimson hair and delicate features mark her also as the heir to a powerful

blood. The scene fades to black at the top of the firelizard egg, and an eight pointed star wreathed in crownjewels of a

powerful state graces the pinnacle of the shell.

Ancient Archangel Blue Hatchling
This blue is bathed in midnight and pale pastelle. His form is elegant, graceful. His slanted eyes are playful even. Moonshadow and nightshade bathe his long, sweeping wings in starlight. Faint patterns like feathers brush the wings in sapphire and clear crystal blues, just the faintest hint of sanguine red spatters beneath the graceful shaded sails. Though he is darkened in color, friendly in demeanor, there's something ethereal about him, otherworldly lunar blues stretch long shadows across his lithe chest and delicate muzzle.

Inspired by Abel Nightroad

Starlet of the Crown Egg
Multiple scenes softened by memory cover this egg, snapshots of a mournful life. While centric on its shell a palace, no a

temple, ages old, glows with opulent alabaster and glowing warm lights within. One of the scenes, a little girl fearful and

dirty, blonde hair mussed as if she's just attempted to escape, is pulled from the ground by a dragonrider, his blue standing

behind him. His hand is outstretched, in Search perhaps? For the girl is wiping her eyes, clearing them of grief. In a pale

white palace, that same rider confronts an angry brother, an angry bloody tinted bronze glaring behind him across the

blankness. A diminuative greenrider watches near a control panel, ready to pounce to break up the conflict. A royal court

shows in another snapshot, two Lord Siblings dressed in ornate, scarlet and gold trappings are arguing in front of another.

The heir appearant from the intricate design of his garments, watches fearfully as his siblings fight. Though he is indecisive, he

seems to be edging slowly towards his sister.

Cardinal Guidance Green Hatchling
This imperial green hatchling is every bit the commanding leader. Her overlong moss and pine green wings fold around her in majestic regalia. Pale jade mixes with alabaster to pattern her hide with as ornate a brocade as a Fortian Lady holder. Her form is graceful and every motion of her velvet emerald body is both powerful and well and studied. Her face curls in a slanted and severe countenance. Across her chest, shimmering metallic yellow green form bars and crosses into ornate medallions over her chest.

Inspired by Cardinal Caterina