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[Continuing working on the pictures. Not all pictures will be done precisely the same - this one I only did pen for the outlines, the other one I’ve got done is colored entirely in pen. It’ll depend on how I feel when I’m working on it. xD

There still has been no interest in any of the hatchlings yet. Please message me if you’re interested]

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Work in progress of one of the hatchlings. :3

Noone has yet expressed an interest in any egg! Either just start a thread or message me if you’re interested in one.

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Working on possible designs for the current eggs. Might be able to get some hints from this. :3

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Eggs Teaser

Of the 6 eggs, four will probably be mammals, one a bird, and one reptile.

Working on sketches now. :3

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How Do I Do This?

Welcome!

Thank you for participating in my experiment! I hope you enjoy yourself.

It’s a bit confusing, though, so here is a how to guide I hope will clear it up for you.

Step 1: Check if there are any currently open eggs. The easiest way to do that is to go to this page. It lists everything currently available, who is currently claiming an egg, and has links to every egg in the current clutch. (I do my best to keep the page updated as quickly as possible after information changes, but there may be a short delay, depending on real life)

Step 2: Click on an egg that interests you. Each egg on that page is linked to its post. Make sure you want it. If you do want it, you can either immediately start writing/drawing your first post/response, or you can message me first if you are concerned about someone beating you to it, and I will reserve it for you. It is first come, first serve.

Step 3: Make that first post. (If written, please either do a short drabble about your journey to the cave, or we can make the first couple posts of the thread about that journey.)

Step 4: Hopefully once per day I will respond to all eggs currently claimed and hatching. When I respond, you have two weeks before I send you a message checking if you’re still interested, and two weeks after that before I open that egg up again to someone else.

Step 5: When the roleplay reaches a certain point, the egg will hatch. I will include in that final post an image of your hatchling as well as a detailed description of it and its personality. From that point on, it is yours, to do with as you wish. Roleplay with it, draw it, whatever you would like.

A couple of important things to remember.

- One hatchling per person.

-There will be waiting lists - if an egg you liked has been claimed, message me and I will put you on a list for that egg, and I will contact you if the original claimer falls through for any given reason.

- Artists work a bit differently. I’m still figuring out how we can ‘art roleplay’. If you’d like to do something like that, message me and we’ll work something out.

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The Water Egg

The Guardian paused in her endless route through the tunnels beneath the mountain, softly glowing staff in hand to light her way…she tilts her head to one side, eyes half closed as she listens to a sound that noone else would be able to hear. “It’s been a long time…since a clutch was ready to hatch.” She breaks off her normal path, stepping quickly and silently through the myriad tunnels without thought, never getting lost as she moves to her destination. Fairly deep within the warm tunnels, a small clutch of eggs lies resting on a warm stone covered in a soft mossy plant. Six eggs are huddled close to one another…to the keen of ear, one can hear the light scratching noises of the creatures within readying themselves to break out.

What appears to be condensation drips from this egg…but the surface of the should be too warm for that to occur.

The Guardian smiles faintly at the eggs. Even if they were the reason she was here, she enjoyed looking at them. A sigh as she steps away from the small clutch. She had to prepare for the arrival of the potential Bondmates. A gesture and a whisper of magic and lit torches appear on the wall - strategically placed so as to not agitate the shadowed egg, of course. She leaves the cavern to prepare the way…else most of the people coming would never find their way here. She would made their coming simultaneously easier and more difficult. They would come…even if they hadn’t heard the rumours of the treasures of the mountain, the call of the creatures within the eggs would draw them…

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The Light Egg

The Guardian paused in her endless route through the tunnels beneath the mountain, softly glowing staff in hand to light her way…she tilts her head to one side, eyes half closed as she listens to a sound that noone else would be able to hear. “It’s been a long time…since a clutch was ready to hatch.” She breaks off her normal path, stepping quickly and silently through the myriad tunnels without thought, never getting lost as she moves to her destination. Fairly deep within the warm tunnels, a small clutch of eggs lies resting on a warm stone covered in a soft mossy plant. Six eggs are huddled close to one another…to the keen of ear, one can hear the light scratching noises of the creatures within readying themselves to break out.

Next to the shadowed egg is an egg that is brightly colored and light to carry. Every so often, if one listens close, one can hear something within laughing.

The Guardian smiles faintly at the eggs. Even if they were the reason she was here, she enjoyed looking at them. A sigh as she steps away from the small clutch. She had to prepare for the arrival of the potential Bondmates. A gesture and a whisper of magic and lit torches appear on the wall - strategically placed so as to not agitate the shadowed egg, of course. She leaves the cavern to prepare the way…else most of the people coming would never find their way here. She would made their coming simultaneously easier and more difficult. They would come…even if they hadn’t heard the rumours of the treasures of the mountain, the call of the creatures within the eggs would draw them…

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The Earth Egg

The Guardian paused in her endless route through the tunnels beneath the mountain, softly glowing staff in hand to light her way…she tilts her head to one side, eyes half closed as she listens to a sound that noone else would be able to hear. “It’s been a long time…since a clutch was ready to hatch.” She breaks off her normal path, stepping quickly and silently through the myriad tunnels without thought, never getting lost as she moves to her destination. Fairly deep within the warm tunnels, a small clutch of eggs lies resting on a warm stone covered in a soft mossy plant. Six eggs are huddled close to one another…to the keen of ear, one can hear the light scratching noises of the creatures within readying themselves to break out.

At the edge of the rock lies a very heavy egg with a stony shell. The Guardian is slightly concerned that when it comes time to hatch, this hatchling might have trouble getting out.

The Guardian smiles faintly at the eggs. Even if they were the reason she was here, she enjoyed looking at them. A sigh as she steps away from the small clutch. She had to prepare for the arrival of the potential Bondmates. A gesture and a whisper of magic and lit torches appear on the wall - strategically placed so as to not agitate the shadowed egg, of course. She leaves the cavern to prepare the way…else most of the people coming would never find their way here. She would made their coming simultaneously easier and more difficult. They would come…even if they hadn’t heard the rumours of the treasures of the mountain, the call of the creatures within the eggs would draw them…

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The Fire Egg

The Guardian paused in her endless route through the tunnels beneath the mountain, softly glowing staff in hand to light her way…she tilts her head to one side, eyes half closed as she listens to a sound that noone else would be able to hear. “It’s been a long time…since a clutch was ready to hatch.” She breaks off her normal path, stepping quickly and silently through the myriad tunnels without thought, never getting lost as she moves to her destination. Fairly deep within the warm tunnels, a small clutch of eggs lies resting on a warm stone covered in a soft mossy plant. Six eggs are huddled close to one another…to the keen of ear, one can hear the light scratching noises of the creatures within readying themselves to break out.

In the middle of the pile, an egg with a yellow-tinted shell radiates with warm heat, which the other eggs cluster close to.

The Guardian smiles faintly at the eggs. Even if they were the reason she was here, she enjoyed looking at them. A sigh as she steps away from the small clutch. She had to prepare for the arrival of the potential Bondmates. A gesture and a whisper of magic and lit torches appear on the wall - strategically placed so as to not agitate the shadowed egg, of course. She leaves the cavern to prepare the way…else most of the people coming would never find their way here. She would made their coming simultaneously easier and more difficult. They would come…even if they hadn’t heard the rumours of the treasures of the mountain, the call of the creatures within the eggs would draw them…

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The Air Egg

The Guardian paused in her endless route through the tunnels beneath the mountain, softly glowing staff in hand to light her way…she tilts her head to one side, eyes half closed as she listens to a sound that noone else would be able to hear. “It’s been a long time…since a clutch was ready to hatch.” She breaks off her normal path, stepping quickly and silently through the myriad tunnels without thought, never getting lost as she moves to her destination. Fairly deep within the warm tunnels, a small clutch of eggs lies resting on a warm stone covered in a soft mossy plant. Six eggs are huddled close to one another…to the keen of ear, one can hear the light scratching noises of the creatures within readying themselves to break out.

Stray breezes from the other parts of the cave seem attracted to one of the eggs - they come, dance around its pale blue shell, then sweep away to other destinations.

The Guardian smiles faintly at the eggs. Even if they were the reason she was here, she enjoyed looking at them. A sigh as she steps away from the small clutch. She had to prepare for the arrival of the potential Bondmates. A gesture and a whisper of magic and lit torches appear on the wall - strategically placed so as to not agitate the shadowed egg, of course. She leaves the cavern to prepare the way…else most of the people coming would never find their way here. She would made their coming simultaneously easier and more difficult. They would come…even if they hadn’t heard the rumours of the treasures of the mountain, the call of the creatures within the eggs would draw them…

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The Darkness Egg

The Guardian paused in her endless route through the tunnels beneath the mountain, softly glowing staff in hand to light her way…she tilts her head to one side, eyes half closed as she listens to a sound that noone else would be able to hear. “It’s been a long time…since a clutch was ready to hatch.” She breaks off her normal path, stepping quickly and silently through the myriad tunnels without thought, never getting lost as she moves to her destination. Fairly deep within the warm tunnels, a small clutch of eggs lies resting on a warm stone covered in a soft mossy plant. Six eggs are huddled close to one another…to the keen of ear, one can hear the light scratching noises of the creatures within readying themselves to break out.

One of the eggs blends in with the shadows at the bottom of the makeshift nest. It shivers when the light from the Guardian’s staff touches it.

The Guardian smiles faintly at the eggs. Even if they were the reason she was here, she enjoyed looking at them. A sigh as she steps away from the small clutch. She had to prepare for the arrival of the potential Bondmates. A gesture and a whisper of magic and lit torches appear on the wall - strategically placed so as to not agitate the shadowed egg, of course. She leaves the cavern to prepare the way…else most of the people coming would never find their way here. She would made their coming simultaneously easier and more difficult. They would come…even if they hadn’t heard the rumours of the treasures of the mountain, the call of the creatures within the eggs would draw them… 

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[DO NOT RESPOND TO THIS POST. PLEASE CLICK THROUGH THE LINK TO THE EGG YOU WANT AND RESPOND TO THAT.

Either as a short written intro to your first post, or as the first few posts of the roleplay thread, please say HOW you got to the egg you choose. Do not just appear.]

The Guardian paused in her endless route through the tunnels beneath the mountain, softly glowing staff in hand to light her way…she tilts her head to one side, eyes half closed as she listens to a sound that noone else would be able to hear. “It’s been a long time…since a clutch was ready to hatch.” She breaks off her normal path, stepping quickly and silently through the myriad tunnels without thought, never getting lost as she moves to her destination. Fairly deep within the warm tunnels, a small clutch of eggs lies resting on a warm stone covered in a soft mossy plant. Six eggs are huddled close to one another…to the keen of ear, one can hear the light scratching noises of the creatures within readying themselves to break out. One of the eggs blends in with the shadows at the bottom of the makeshift nest. It shivers when the light from the Guardian’s staff touches it. [Darkness] Stray breezes from the other parts of the cave seem attracted to one of the eggs - they come, dance around its pale blue shell, then sweep away to other destinations. [Air] In the middle of the pile, an egg with a yellow-tinted shell radiates with warm heat, which the other eggs cluster close to. [Fire] At the edge of the rock lies a very heavy egg with a stony shell. The Guardian is slightly concerned that when it comes time to hatch, this hatchling might have trouble getting out. [Earth] Next to the shadowed egg is an egg that is brightly colored and light to carry. Every so often, if one listens close, one can hear something within laughing. [Light] What appears to be condensation drips from this eggs…but the surface of the should be too warm for that to occur. [Water] The Guardian smiles faintly at the eggs. Even if they were the reason she was here, she enjoyed looking at them. A sigh as she steps away from the small clutch. She had to prepare for the arrival of the potential Bondmates. A gesture and a whisper of magic and lit torches appear on the wall - strategically placed so as to not agitate the shadowed egg, of course. She leaves the cavern to prepare the way…else most of the people coming would never find their way here. She would made their coming simultaneously easier and more difficult. They would come…even if they hadn’t heard the rumours of the treasures of the mountain, the call of the creatures within the eggs would draw them…