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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The803" data-source="post: 2021894" data-attributes="member: 23183">Sysente answers Jurden:A prime world, but within a new creation, where the spiritual forces of our own take different shapes to reflect those who created it.  Chaos, Law, Good, and Evil, all supplanted by a...Rhys' convulsion interrupts her. As Rhys recovers, the turtles halt their chanting and Sea walks to his side.  Sea places a flipper on his stomach, and Rhys brightens as healing energy fills him.  She speaks to him in Sylvan:[sblock]Your pain is not without purpose; you have released the wyrm within your spirit.  It was your shell that opened the way that brought us here.  Your dragon-spirit shall open the way for the First as well.[/sblock]With this, she points with her other flipper to the chrysalis, which is now glowing with an inner fire.  A low humming sound grows louder from the top of the stairs, and the light brightens and begins to dance.As urgently as it left, the glowing thing from Rhys' throat comes racing back down the stairs, now followed by a teeming swarm of sunflies.  The swarm swirls around the chrysalis, enveloping it and lifting it into the air.  Sysente and the others step back in alarm as the swarm compresses inward and the surface of the chrysalis pulsates with color and light.The light and color suddenly stop, and the now-steaming chrysalis, falls into Sun's waiting flippers.  The turtle staggers as he makes the catch, and there is a cracking sound as the weight drops him to the slate floor and falls from his grasp.Sea waddles over to Sun's side next to the cracked chrysalis.  Weeping shatter-lines lace the now-opaque surface of the shell, and a strong scent of wet earth and flowers wafts from the puddle of seeping fluid gathering around it.  Everyone present gathers nervously in a circle around the chrysalis as the shell splinters into fragments and falls away.Sysente's voice is scarcely a whisper as gossamer wings and shimmering scales emerge from within.  The first dragon...Sure enough, the Sarphidian has transformed into a sort of dragon, but a dragon quite unlike any you've seen before.  It has a slender build bereft of horn-spines and armored ridges, and it's wings are gauzy and transluscent.  As it stumbles out of its shell, the hatching fluid evaporates into mist and the bits of shell dissolve into glittering particles suspended within it.  As the dragon takes its first steps and looks about at you all with its fey-like black eyes, the mist gathers to it, passing in and out across the dragon's skin with each breath and movement.Sysente turns to her compainons, still speaking softly.  She sounds nervous and excited.  A wyrmling of Arvandor...The turtle Sun turns to Rhys and beams (again speaking in Sylvan)[sblock]You have a good heart, Opener...  The world of Rhys shall be a place of great peace and beauty.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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