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dragon hold (bwp) - Rhaegal - 3/11/2026
Forward dated friday the 13th! Rhaegal is rune searching.
The Northfall son woke in a fit of cries. He had a nightmare. It was filled with many faces he did not know, creatures he had never seen and a voice he could barely understand. Of all the dreams he could be plagued with, it is this last mass dream, summing up all the horrible and bewildering events which Mythris had been plagued with before his birth. Now, he saw the world tear itself apart and his cries echoed through the cavern long before he truly woke.
When he did, it took some time to soothe the child. It was easy to call one thing a nightmare and not real if they did not understand. It wouldn't take much from the words of his mother's to sooth him. What was a rune, anyway?
Friday the 13th came. He was born that very same day a month prior. Baby blue eyes began to change at its outer iris, hints of golden color seeping through. They search outside the den as Rhaegal stands at its opening, the chill of the winter wind causing him to quiver. He rather enjoyed the warmth and darkness of the den yet curiosity kept him staring outward. Memories of great glowing blue fissures in the ground plagued his mind. Was there a rune out there, somewhere?
RE: dragon hold (bwp) - narrator - 3/14/2026
Rune Discovery : 「 Failure 」
What a contradiction you seem to be. A new life, a blessing, taking its earliest steps into the world while that world crashes down around you.
But these two things are not mutually exclusive, any more than fear and courage. You look out into the wilds beyond all you have known before, and see the distant blue glow of your dream come to life. It catches on the roiling clouds above... even if here, in your den, you are safe.
Can one so little change the course of all Mythris? It’s not so strange to think. You cannot comprehend the vastness of the world, and have no reason to be intimidated by the task.
No runes reveal themselves to you this morning. Still, the gentle encouragement of the Dream Visitor whispers in your mind,
What a contradiction you seem to be. A new life, a blessing, taking its earliest steps into the world while that world crashes down around you.
But these two things are not mutually exclusive, any more than fear and courage. You look out into the wilds beyond all you have known before, and see the distant blue glow of your dream come to life. It catches on the roiling clouds above... even if here, in your den, you are safe.
Can one so little change the course of all Mythris? It’s not so strange to think. You cannot comprehend the vastness of the world, and have no reason to be intimidated by the task.
No runes reveal themselves to you this morning. Still, the gentle encouragement of the Dream Visitor whispers in your mind,
Sepa lale! Kak likind!
RE: dragon hold (bwp) - Sreda - 3/18/2026
Skill:
RE: dragon hold (bwp) - Rhaegal - 5/5/2026
Dark rolling clouds ahead. They hide away the sun, the stars and the moon is but a hidden wisp of silver lighting just barely illuminating their world. Yet in the clouds in the shine of blue in his dreams, reflecting off and then dancing away from his reach…
Rhaegal takes in a deep, long breath, then out. The warmth of it stirring in the cold air. Ears swept back as footballs crunched on the earth. It would have been far too light a step, too precise to be Móður, so instead was Matb. He was far too young to have true words of understanding, but associated one mother with quiet and pressure (intensity) and another with weight and warmth.
Don't know…He said, his brows creasing with a bit of frustration.
Want to know.What were these glowing rocks? What spirits spoke in his mind? What world would his family go to next if this one died?
He looks up to his mother than with expectancy. Knowing she would hold the answers to anything he could ever ask.