@Everyone: Just a heads up, I am completely exhausted and done right now. I've been doing a lot of all nighters this week and managed to get heat exhaustion yesterday, so I'm not the best right now and I apologize if I get anything mixed up and if I don't really get PoVs in right now.
@Sorrel: Don't worry about it, I understand how that's a pretty easy assumption to make. And the Sand Flyers camp is in the Southwest part of the SandWing kingdom, past Scorpion Den and somewhat close to the beach (about a 10-40 minute flight depending on the circumstances) and it is built next to an oasis.
@Skye: Yes, the objects are still available, and the power has to be within reason and have a major flaw so that it can't be used constantly (energy loss is a pretty standard go to). And the object can be whatever, but the power can't be what another dragon has.
@Ace: That's pretty good! You pretty much answered any questions I had, except for three. Why didn't she tell her tribe about the object (this is more of my curiosity than any problem)? Why was Aquarid told to never open it unless it was a last resort? There doesn't seem to be any known downfall to it. Or will it kill her if she is found unworthy? (Again, more of my curiosity that any problem). Also, three decades isn't that long, that's only 30 years. I think that Nightsoul could still be alive at this point in time, especially since dragons live into the hundreds. And he wouldn't really be an ancestor to Stonemover as Stonemover is around 20 in the books. Did you mean something like 3 centuries, which is three hundred years? And if not is Nightsoul still alive (which would raise a whole another bunch of questions.)?
And that was pretty much it. You did a good job explaining it!
@Prism: Pokes you with the ‘you have mail’ stick.
Wyvern couldn't help but look amused at that description of the camp, it was definitely a new one. Boreal was busy snickering at that interpretation, so Wyvern decided to answer. “Well I guess that's one way of saying what this camp is, but yes we are a place that accepts hybrids and weird dragons. And yes,” she turned to the other two that had just arrived, the MudWing and SeaWing hybrids (Bank and Lodge), “we are the Sand Flyers.”
“Alright,” Boreal spoke up, looking at the small group in front of them (Everest, Mesa, Lodge, and Bank). “Let's just make this easier for everyone. All of you, just say why you came here, who you are, and what you're hoping to achieve by coming here. I don't particularly care who speaks first.”
“He’s right behind you,” Forge spoke up from where he was standing. He hadn't actually left to get any food, he'd already eaten. He'd just chosen to not be standing directing near them and to watch from somewhere else. “As for exploring, you really want to do that with a guide. Some dragons around here are still pretty high strung from the war.” Forge paused for a second before saying, “And just so you know, that dragon, the heavily scarred SandWing and SeaWing, that's Shore. She’s the second in command around here. Not sure we'll see Ablaze at all, but if you have a major problem you can go to her if you have to.”
“Nice to see you as well,” Honey said, his head tilted as he watched what was going on at the entrance. “Hey Chimera, what are the chances of Boreal making you lead the rest of that group around here as well.” Chimera made a couple of rude gestures along with her sentence which basically summed up to ‘Probably. Going to have to grab someone else to help.’ “Well, the two of you might as well wait here then, unless you're planning on making a break for it? Chimera just snorted at Honeys comment, her eyes narrowed at the camp entrance.
Leafy sighed and followed Jinga as she headed towards a black tent, one of the weapons and armour tent, wondering what could possibly go wrong this time. Hopefully this just lead to questions, that he could deal with.
Raven snarled as the SandWing came closer, smoke coming from his snout as he watched them, noting the dagger they had on them. Great, what was this dragon. He didn't entirely have the patience to deal with this right now and the only reason he wasn't taking to the skies and just leaving, a wonderful advantage of being a SkyWing, was because he wasn't sure where or what Flora was doing. Though if this continued he was considering leaving and circling back. He could kill them, that was always an option, but he generally tried to not kill dragons that were not abominations, unless they defended them of course.
Wyvern- A female SeaWing who is missing both of her forearms. She uses her wings to help her get around.
Boreal- A female iceborn IceWing and MudWing hybrid, ¾ IceWing and ¼ MudWing, pyromaniac.
Leafy- A male RainWing and SeaWing hybrid who is the youngest Sand Flyer at 8-9 years old.
Non Sand Flyers:
Forge- A MudWing and SkyWing hybrid and the major blacksmith of the camp. He is dotted in small burn scars and spends most of his time in his forge tent.
Honey- A male SandWing who was an orphan in the Sand Flyers camp. He got his name from a RainWing hybrid who commented that his scales looked like the color of honey. He runs a water stand.
Chimera- A female RainWing and SkyWing hybrid (Though only the fact she can breath fire gives her away, everything else is RainWing). She is missing her left eye, left foreleg, and her left foreleg is also slightly crippled and doesn't seem to speak. Best friends with Boreal the only reason she isn't a Sand Flyer is because an attack put her in a coma for most of the war. She's learned how to maneuver with her missing/crippled limbs, but still struggles with some aspects. It's debatable whether or not she can talk as Boreal seems to talk to her, but it's Boreal. Though a couple other Sand Flyers seem to understand her as well.