Events and Story

The quiet hum of machinery was a near-constant in the lab, a murmuring backdrop to the life-sounds of dragons, familiars, and rider as they went about their daily business. Harsh darkness often camped along the shelves of samples and experiments, cast by blocking the artificial lights overhead which cut through the air with all the subtlety of a knife. Their absence, too, was just as noticeable, bathing the laboratory in deep and unforgiving shadows, often broken by monitors and displa...

A statuesque figure stood in the Grimshaw mansion, ebony and ivory-feathered, crowned and dusted under her wings with a dusty orange and striped with black and blood red. A velvet hood covered her eyes, and yet Iris saw. Iris saw more than the mansion, standing proud in Shar. She saw beyond the greenhouse and its luscious gardens, beyond the stables, the trophy room, every grisly reminder her rider kept, victory over those who had wronged him. Iris saw into each and every...

Quake waited. With almost a serene patience, Quake waited. Buried in the permafrost, cold searing the metal on her snout, burrowing its fingers slowly but surely between the gaps of her velvet scales, Quake breathed in the scent of earth and clay. She lay in the tunnel she’d dug deep under the ground, cradled in the darkness, almost utterly still. The only movement was the slow sweep of her twin tails behind her, a quiet but bracing scrape as her clubs traced over rocks...

It was snowing, the landscape beginning to settle under a fine dusting of cold white powder. It wasn’t even that cold but the sharp wind that blew through every once in a while seemed to make the chill that little bit worse. It was times like these that made fur instead of plane scales a blessing and not a curse. There was a lot of land where Delphine and Winny lived, all of it vital to their livelihood, cattle, chickens, sheep and even pigs. So it was no surp...

Nightmare tilted his head in amusement. How odd it was to keep bumping into this dragon, once during his final grand display trial and once more before that. The first time they met had been a fight, it had been something nasty, a disturbing battle of wills that Nightmare had inevitably won, but the other dragon had managed to swipe the very thing they had been fighting over. So yes, this stranger had fled but she had fled with her new prize. Nightmare had won t...

It was quiet, as it usually was when the two dragons were around each other. You’d think that being a soon to be bonded pair, they would have more to say to each other but alas they were more than happy to sit in comfortable silence. They were in a cave, a dark, dry place filled with flowers and plants, happily grown by Tucker himself for comfort. Outside the cave a blizzard blew past, luckily no wind blew directly into the cave but still it caused the light g...

They were creatures, monstrous in form and perhaps in nature if you were only to glance but never know, never seek. They were demons of the deep, dark ocean, creatures that perhaps the light should never have shone on, they were in some ways grotesque. One of these demons didn’t look as horrific as the other and yet here she was, side by side with this hideous creature. She held no shame being in a relationship with a dragon like Abe, he was beautiful to her. ...

They were opposites, like night and day, one a bright and colorful, winged horse, graced with a wondrous pair of antlers and the other a dark creature with black eyes, insectoid wings and a crest of sharp spines. Looks wise they were as different as different can be and personality wise it wasn’t much different. It was a wonder how they became a couple and stayed a couple. The light dragon was vain, she loved herself quite a bit, she knew she was beautiful and...

The water churned in great tides as something large and dark swam through it like a knife in butter. The beast was quiet, blending into the sea water with ease, no practice necessary. Seaweed clung to the creature's body, further helping her blend into the water, especially if she wasn’t moving. Her body was a deep green, splotched with a rusty color, her head garnished with a wondrous neck frill and sharp teeth protruding from her angular snout. She was somet...

They had never met, never even knew the other existed, nothing would have changed if they never met, just like nothing had changed when they did meet. They seemed as if they were two sides of the same coin, alike in many ways and yet so very different. They stood watching each other with similar interest, just standing and admiring. They weren’t twins by any means but the form they took was oddly similar. Their colors were different, and their traits were diff...

Wonderful, truly wonderful, they were absolutely adorable at times and sometimes it was a little hard for Levi to take. He was happy at least some of his dragons were wholesome with partners to spend their time with instead of terrorizing the neighbors and even towns far away. He glanced around to see if he could spot the main dragon he was talking about and he did indeed find her, lounging like she wasn’t the biggest nightmare Levi owned. She yawned, glancing...

When Stormbringer found the obsidian in the middle of the Sparknest, she knew she had to bring Scipio. It was beautiful to look at, glossy even before polishing, a river of black glass dully reflecting the colorful bursts of the eruptions overhead. Stormbringer knew well that Scipio likely wouldn’t appreciate the aesthetics of the scene before her, but the thought only made the corners of her mouth pull into a smile, the finned crest on her head easing to lay down against the ...