#pyrrhia

[your-favorite-wof-dragon-is]

Everyone in pyrrhia is a lesbian

All of Pyrrhia is lesbian!

[cadetterrified]

Listen I KNOW all the dragon tribes speak the same language but I it would be so cool if they didn’t. I bet the Pyrrhian tribes have an in between pseudolanguage or most dragons speak at least a few other tribes but it would be interesting if there were a barrier between them and the lost continent.

[failsfe]

every day i wake up and scream and cry and sob about pantalas clearsight and pyrrhias clearsight TALK ABOUT ITTTT TALK ABOUT IT TALK TO EACH OTHER YOUR ANTICHRIST IS THEIR BELOVED GODDESS I WANT TO KNOW MORE PLEASE please please just one more clearsight book please

im the guy book editors hate i want so much exposition everyone sit down and explain your worldbuilding to me in detail. please .

[swagst0rm]

hey guys!! so as I’m sure many people have seen that it’s kind of hard to find a super customizable dragon maker for free :’)

i wanna recommend this site!!! I’ve tested the download and it’s nothing sketchy and allows you to use full screen if you download it.

Dragon Creator by Dragonita

Create your own dragon

I bring this up because I made some bases for all the Pyrrhia dragons! you just gotta import them. I worked on this for a good hour or two and wanted to share because I finally found a highly customizable dragon creator!

The only things I wish it had were accessories and scars, but besides that I absolutely love it!!!

https://docs.google.com/document/u/0/d/1pVHFyo6KG46iIF7keajzbHhmZX-WBi099SZQolabuo4/mobilebasic

There is also bioluminescence options (I used this on seawing and nightwing bases, as well as eyes), and lots of resize options!!!

[snugglycactus-the-great]

Fixed AGTTDW Maps

Since in “A Guide To The Dragon World”, the maps of each continent are significantly widened to account for the 2 page spread, I used the original maps to edit the digitized versions of the map back into the (mostly) correct widths. Pyrrhia here is pretty much perfect, and Pantala is as close as I could’ve gotten.

No need to credit me; this was a pretty easy edit.

[princehailstorm]

Dated 1/12/5013

My name is Hailstorm. I am the cousin of Queen Snowfall and Prince of the Ice Kingdom. It’s a pleasure to meet you.

[your-favorite-wof-dragon-is]

the continent of pyrrhia is lgbtq

Pyrrhia is queer!

[kiskivmiske]

•••••|Pyrrhia exploration logs|••••••

Entry 007

Day 6

Hoooo boy! Not even a week in and things are weird.

The morning started before dawn with Ivy waking me up, chanting: "LEAVE ME BE OR PERISH, LEAVE ME BE OR PERISH!" After a while, she calmed down and claimed she doesn't remember anything. Then Pamela started shaking and repeating "I'll smite you, I'll smite you!" Animals all together started howling. Pixies in the bushes shrieked. In a minute, everything stopped. WHAT THE ACTUAL [AUTOMATICALLY_TAGGED_AS_INAPPROPRIATE]?

Kazakhs and Russians continued to scare me further in the morning. I woke up few hours later (i definitely had not enough sleep upon Ivy's demonic possession) and saw them deepfrying what my sleepy self assumed to be silica gel packets. No, apparently they learned to make a substitute for yeast-free dough out of wooloon fruits and were making bugfish ravioli. The thing is, both wooloon flesh and bugfish meat have a blue tint, so they don't look appetizing. Even after being fried in bread crumbs, blue is still see through. So it looks moldy. These psychopaths proudly called it "smurfioli"

Rustam found a big pile of organic garbage: leaves, rotten fruits, pieces of wood laying on the edge of the clearing. At first, he wanted to shovel it, but I managed to convince him not to. Compost piles are a home to many creatures: snakes, lizards and some insects put their eggs in there. Larvae feed off it. When it rots, it emits warmth, so naturally many creatures are attracted to it.

I put gloves on and dug through the pile. I found some tiny bugfish relatives and slugs, a small (2cm long) cocoon, and a few eggs resembling miniscule sushi rolls. A white pod we thought to be a tree seed turned out to be an invertebrate in a spiky shell. In water it unwrapped its tendrils. When presented food (a slug), it relaxed sphincter around mouth cavity, creating suction effect with its inner muscles and pulling the slug in.

And we were also lucky to find two larger animals that we suspect are babies of a bigger species. These are clearly not vampire or pixie related, as they have developed jaws. Both creatures seem to be female, but one is bigger than the other and has a much thicker skin and more pronounced pastel peach pigmentation, while the little one only has color on her helmet. Both have teeny tiny antennae on their heads and two growths that seem to be underdeveloped wings on their backs.

I emptied a big plastic container and made an enclosure for them to study.

The older one, codename Fierce, is 65 millimeters (2,5in) long

The younger one, codename Chillpill is only 38 millimeters.

Even at this age their personalities vary drastically. Fierce is constantly mad at something. Her stinger lacks venom, but she's still bluffing by waving it at us and making noises of a small remote control car. She has four small blunt teeth and uses them to full potential. While Chillpill is very calm about being picked up and just doesn't seem to be bothered. Nothing ruins good vibes for her. Here she is napping with her warm emotional support smurfioli.

Chillpill's cyanosis bothered me.

We thought she is hypoxic, but she didn't seem to struggle. She moves around with ease and has a great appetite. She even chases food. We looked at the mouth of Fierce (not without being bitten) and it is also blue inside. So, we confirmed that their blood contains hemocyanin. It's based on copper, while hemoglobin is based on iron.

(We also think that the creature that first vampire bit could be the same species.)

An unpleasant find we had in the woods. It's a round lake with a tall cliff in the middle. Looks like a place to live, BUT. The lake was full of floatpods. And they were moving freely. When floatpod is mature, its stems shrivel and pods float in the air like heavily flammable balloons. In the air the pressure or heat pops them and that's how seeds are dispersed. Those pods were mature, but didn't fly.

Then I realized: they were weighed down, attached to something with a thin, almost transparent string. The lake was a literal minefield. On the shore, there were cacti. Lots of them. Ground around them was disturbed. They weren't growing there, but planted. I cut one open and it was hollow inside. Bet my butt, also filled with methane. Methane used in gas stoves has smelly additives for easier leak detection, but by itself is odorless and I'm not willing to test it. We turned away and booked it back to the camp. I think we need to assign night guard.

End entry