Linny's The Exception To The Rules Gold Kaelidyth

What started as an egg…

Clutching Pose

Aevryscienth glares at the galleries. And lays three more. What is this— the rule of three? All Nylanth's fault. ALL. NYLS. FAULT. You understand this, yes? She buries them almost as quickly as they are laid.


Gaudy, gilded, this egg shines irreverently with smooth curves of carefully cultivated golden tan showing an even sheen reminiscent of sweat. Darker here, darker there, a certain streakiness to the lighter, semi-natural tones of the egg almost allows one to imagine a paintbrush with hideous orange paint covering the egg sloppily from ovoid apex to sturdy, ghetto-booty base. Overripe curves are packaged tightly by bands of brazen pyrite's false glow, whorled with tribal patterns of darkest chocolate brown, straining at the seams. Scandalous and scrimpy, this egg isn't afraid to show all; and shake it, shake it, baby.

… finally hatched your personal destiny…

Hatching Message

Stripper’s Paradise Egg gives one more salacious wriggle on the sands, the egg writhing in time with music unheard. Finally, the music stops, as does the egg: and, after a sudden explosion of tribal-patterned mellow-yellow, The Exception To The Rules Gold Dragonet stands where once was merely an egg. Why, hello, boys. Are you scared yet?

The Exception To The Rules Gold Dragonet

All that glitters is not gold, but t'is not pyrite that glimmers brightly o'er far-sweeping sails and gilds serpentine curves with undeniable brilliance. Incandescence incarnate pours sunlight-drenched honey over the smooth rondeur of arching neckridges and flows downwards, interrupted irregularly by highlights of white-blonde. These near-silver glints strike here— and there, and there: they sparkle of newly-minted platinum, echoing and evoking the same ownership that silver-touched wingspars and pedicured talons do of mead-drunk sails and broad, steady paws. These sparks of luminosity showcase her silhouette, drawing attention to the perfection of exquisite face, delicately limned and graceful in repose. Vivacious and bubbling with joie de vivre, she holds herself with a confidence drawn through merit of birth: an old soul, concealed within the trappings of springtime resplendence.

… and became your future.

Public Impression Pose

The Exception To The Rules Gold Dragonet has finally found, and chosen, hers. Was there ever any other possibility? Her speed increases, and the obvious destination of her journey shows evident. She picks an Istan, perhaps only to pique her mother's keeper: a dark-haired lass, as small as she is large. The sway of her gait, at the end, is akin to a Southern predator stalking prey; then, she stops in front of the dark-haired transplant, and lowers her head to press against Linnau's chest. /There/ you are. Why were you hiding?

Private Impression Message

Flowers cannot possibly be blooming in the middle of the Sands. But there they are, as sudden as thought, the rich scent of fresh gardenia wafting past and commingling with the heady aura of jasmine. « Linny. » A tinkling alto sounds more like raindrops striking rose petals than an actual voice, whispering into the back of your mind. There is a giggle, then, a girlish sound of pure delight: the sensation washes over you as the drenching rains that herald springtime, and a hint of the summer to come. « Linny, » Kaelidyth breathes, for you know the name, and you know the dragonet, your Kaeli, in front of you as you know the freckles on the back of your hand and the way your hair curls when humidity overtakes summer. She is familiar. She is you, and you are her. « Shall we? »

Linnau. Lin. Linny, now. Do you HONESTLY think that we weren’t going to snap you up? All those pre-Hatching jitters you were feeling were for NOTHING, because we love you and we’re going to keep you and name you BOB! …. Or just Impress you to gold and make you deal with Rhaeyn and Lendai for the rest of your life. (… makes it sound like we really don’t love you, doesn’t it.) But seriously! You’re stuck with us now, kiddo. We hope you enjoy Kaelidyth as much as we enjoyed making her!

Egg Inspiration

Come on. Who /hasn’t/ been to a strip club and had to deal with a pair of man-made double-D’s in a barely-adequate, probably-bought-from-WalMart cheap brassiere-passing-as-lingerie? The egg is supposed to convey the cheap smoke, dim lights, and flashing gaudiness inherent in strip clubs, down to the tacky tribal-on-yellow lingerie color scheme.

Theme Inspiration

In a man’s world, a woman must make her own rules. And, while men would always like to think that “their” rules are law(have you read the Man Rules recently?)… there are always exceptions. Like. You know. Playboy bunnies. Come on. What man on Earth wouldn’t break his own rules, for one night with one of these A-list beauties? Kaeli is based loosely off of Bridget Marquardt, from the “Girls Next Door”, among other influences.

Bridget is known as the bubbly, vivacious ‘#2’ of the show: the second of Hugh Hefner’s girlfriend, she often refers to herself (and Kendra) as “icing on the cake”, to Holly’s main relationship with Hef. She made a rather awesome inspirational source – and hey, who’s going to complain about getting to watch Girls Next Door as research? We aren’t.

Description Inspiration

Kaelidyth’s description is based on several different things that I hope all pulled together to paint a picture in your mind. She’s curvy: Playboy instead of Sports Illustrated. She’s got that big ass, big wings, big chest, rounded limbs. She looks bigger than she actually is, simply due to how she’s constructed, compact with lean muscle and padded with enough flesh to rival the comeliest of dragons. Her coloration is inspired by honey in the honeycomb: a rich, shiny, only slightly brassy gold. The white-blonde highlights are a legacy of her white-gold dam, and tip her neckridges and headknobs with lighter color, her talons and her wingspars with pearlescent white.

For reference, her main color is very similar to this:

With her highlights similar to the platinum-blonde highlights that so many pretty, pretty bleach blondes are so often wanting to streak their hair with!

Name Inspiration

Kaelidyth. You said that you’d love to see “inheritance”, and this is a unique one: she has the ‘ae’ of her mother, and the same cadence, when spoken aloud. You wanted not too long, and not crazy convoluted. We hope that Kaelidyth is ‘simple’ enough for you! There is no meaning to the name – though trust me when we say, we /looked/ for meaning to apply to it. Meaningless as it is, we were nonetheless immediately struck by the elegance and beauty of the name. And, honestly, with a nickname like Kaeli, how could one pass that up? Kaeli and Linny, forever together.


Springtime. For you, Kaelidyth’s voice is made of springtime, of sweet flowers first blooming, of innocence and purity tempered by knowledge and wisdom. She will forever be painting pictures of dew on verdant patches of new growth, seasoned with the sound of cicadas and visited by dancing butterflies. She has a murmuring alto, a voice made for sweet susurrations and light laughter, gossip and girl-talk. She has a love that runs soul-deep for the fresh sweet scent of gardenia and wild rose—or of any fresh-yet-sweet flower scents, honestly. Rich blues and pale greens, fresh pinks and purples and pastel yellows: she likes contrast, fluffy white clouds against deepest blue, a springtime flower showcased against the last snowfall.

Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far.
Theodore Roosevelt

Others may find her ‘innocence’ appealing, and be inclined to speak their secrets to Kaeli, which is, of course, the point for her sweet facade. Underneath that sweetness and light is framework of fired steel, however, and any that push the gold past her breaking point will find that out, much to their chagrin. She can bellow like her mother, when goaded to that point, and has no regrets for putting an errant dragon in his or her place, her voice losing sweetness, and her alto firming into the strength of heart-trees and skybroom.


While Kaeli may not match the size of her dam, at full growth, she is nonetheless impressive for an Interval gold: strong musculature and a *sense* of being bigger than those similar to her size. It is due to the fact that she is all compact muscle and padded curves: again, think Playboy, not Sports Illustrated. She’s the Camaro of the dragon world: dangerous lines and even more dangerous curves.

I’m blonde. What’s your excuse?
Reese Witherspoon

When she first hatches, she’ll be light, almost pale, against the final richness that her hide will achieve. Always bright, Kaeli will give the appearance of almost ‘tanning’, as she shoots up in an even curve of growth: her color will become more brassy, more honey-colored than goldenrod.

I may play the fool at times… but I'm a little more than
just a pretty blonde girl with an ass that won't quit.
Lisa Kudrow

As we’ve previously mentioned, she’s all dangerous curves, and will be so from the very beginning: big ass, big haunches, big wings, big chest. This will not come too gracefully for her, at first; though she will laugh off her clumsy blunders with a graciousness of someone far older than her chronological age. She will grow evenly, unlike her sibling Temyrth—but unlike Temyrth, she won’t feel the need to point this out. She will never stop seeming to get bigger: sometimes you’ll feel as if she’s doubled in size overnight!

Hope you’re good with oil, though: Kaeli is going to be a big-ass pain in the ass regarding this. She’ll be fastidious about how she looks, which means after /every time/ she eats, she’s going to want to go get a bath, and be oiled. And not with just any oil. She wants the GOOD oil, from Nabol, with the lavender and springflower scents imbued in it.

All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled. It is the secret of their attraction.
Oscar Wilde

She’ll expect you to pamper her, in some aspects, if you haven’t guessed that already. She wants the best. She’ll HAVE the best, as far as it comes to her own physical appearance. And godalmighty, when she’s proddy, it will be twenty times worse. She’ll want to spend every waking moment having you file her talons, and touch up the bright silver-touched-ivory glory of her wingspars with the faintest glint of white polish.

Fitness - If it came in a bottle, everybody would have a great body.

The uneducated may think that Kaelidyth is a natural beauty. In certain aspects, this is correct, but as this particular fashionista would be quick to fess up to, her all-natural assets are kept trim by constant physical effort. She won’t complain if you want to fly straight, pregnant or not: it’s good exercise! She’ll work along with you at your morning calisthenics through weyrling training, to keep herself to bountiful curves… and not bountiful rolls of fat. She’ll be on you, too, so don’t think you just got out of it scott free!

« Linny. You’re looking a little… pudgy.
You remembered to take your green stuff… right? »


"A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out."
Walter Winchell

Linnau has had her shares of ups and downs, as far as the world goes. And drama- can you say drama? Perhaps it is a relief, then, to know that whatever happens from here, good or bad, Linna— er.—/Linny/— will not be alone.

How could one be alone with such a bubbly, vivacious personality living in one’s head, anyhow?

From the very start, Kaelidyth will be like a bottle of champagne bubbling in the back of your mind. She’s a happy-go-lucky sort, always looking to the positive of any situation and making the most of whatever life deals her. She is a classic live-in-the-present-moment type. Her motto on life? Live as hard as you love, and everything will turn out all right. (This is assuming, of course, that you love as hard as she does!)

No food is off limits, no experience too intimidating. Bridget is "all in," armed with an infectious personality and uncontainable curiosity
Bridget’s Sexiest Beaches

Kaelidyth is not a recluse, to be sure. She’s curious and inquisitive and – can we say ‘bubbly’, again? She’s sweet, and she’ll have a manner of wheedling answers from dragons and you alike that would be abso-freaking-lutely obnoxious from *anyone* else. From the very start, she’ll be outgoing and friendly, someone instantly liked and mostly respected. Well, except for Temyrth. But we won’t talk about him, because he’s the black sheep (black wolf?) of the family. And oh, talking about family – that’s one of the key words that you’ll hear come from Kaeli. Over. And over. And over again. It’ll get to the point that you’ll want to shove a sock (or a wheelbarrow, depending on what stage of growth she’s at!) in her maw to get her to shut up.

But even after that desperate, »KAELI SHUT UP!!« … well, she’d just remind you, girlish amusement high in her mindvoice, that she doesn’t need a miserly /mouth/ to talk to you. You are, after all, her beloved. And isn’t that a great thing? And yes, she’ll laugh at you when you get all mad over it, finding it the most amusing thing—and hit you with a wingspar and tell you to get over it, that she was just kidding, when you sulk afterwards. You’re sisters, after all. SOUL sisters.

Kendra: “Bridget, this is the worst I have ever looked in my life!”
Bridget: “No, you looked worse yesterday.”
Girls Next Door

The fact that you two are soul sisters will not, in fact, keep her from shooting it to you on the straight. Sometimes you may wonder what minor-god-who-looks-over-dragon-impressions you pissed off to garner the attention of one such as Kaeli. She’s your best friend… but sometimes your worst enemy. Don’t ask her if that purple dress you just had commissioned from the weavers makes your ass look fat. She’ll tell you it does, if it does! Even worse, she’ll tell you in that enthusiastic and giggly voice, the one that’s reserved for just /you/, and make a joke out of it.

"A true friend never gets in your way unless you happen to be going down. "
Arnold Glasow

One thing Kaelidyth simply will not abide is sulking. Sulking are for children, and you are not. Don’t be surprised if you may be in a man-love-crush-work-stress-Lendai’sthreateningtokillmeohmygod-STRESS!!-induced sulk and for her to pop out of the woodwork with her bubbly personality offering the rare, rare snark:

« Oh, Linn*au*. You’d think the sky is falling, the way your face is! Oh, wait, is it?
Let me go outside and check. »

This isn’t to say that *other* people are allowed to criticize you. If S’len happens to make a derogatory comment about you, one she overhears, you’ll be certain that Cimarroth will be hearing about it.

« Cimarroth. » Aged chestnut and ancient mahogany grow from the very roots of the earth to encompass her tone, her alto crisp and as resolute as a drill sergeant’s: each word pronounced with the finest bite of derision at the end.
« You will tell your lifemate that if he wishes to speak such comments, he will have to deal with the consequences of such… vocal ill regard to one of his *family*. »

This isn’t to say that Cimarroth will even turn a hair at such scathing regard: he is, after all… Cimarroth. Hardheaded, can you say? However, such words will eventually get back to S’len, and perhaps your redheaded clutchmate will think twice before making sly comments about the nature of your—proclivities—behind your back. You are, after all, his ‘family’. If he doesn’t get it? Oh well. Others will. Maybe he’ll figure it out, eventually.

Any member of this clutch will be your family, to begin with: any dragonrider who hails from High Reaches, any non-rider who garners Kaeli’s respect; any of them… and all of them. They all are part of your extended family, now, and she will forcibly remind you that while you may hate someone, they are FAMILY. FAMILY, dammit! (She is a lady, however, and one who knows well enough to not cuss outright. Never. She’ll leave such ungraciousness to her dam.) Family. Family is a Big Deal(tm).

Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice
at the end of the day saying, “I will try again tomorrow.”
- Mary Ann Radmacher

When her ‘family’ is in disharmony, it makes for one very, very unhappy Kaeli. She isn’t one to pout, however; she’s one to take action, to carry on, to strive to heal hurts that can occur between opposing viewpoints. Her courage is a quiet one, that persistent voice carrying on despite all consequence. Talicanitath and Aevryscienth’s relationship will be a constant, private war for her. She knows the two can get along. She knows it! They’ll know it, too, once she’s done with them. Just have faith. « I’ll get there someday, » she’ll say, with her cheerful, dogged perseverance.

Nothing will work unless you do.
~ Maya Angelou

She knows the meaning of work, and won’t hesitate to pull her weight. She’s a pragmatic optimist, your Kaeli, and she will believe that the only way to make her positive-view on the future actually happen… is to do it herself! The dragonhealers will be delighted with her, even if you decide not to pursue the craft- as a goldrider, you will be expected to help with injuries and such. If, for any reason, Aevryscienth were to ever be injured to the point of dazed confusion, Kaelidyth will likely be the only dragon she bides: this is the force of Kaelidyth’s strong personality. She has none of the bite of her dam, nor Talicanitath, and all of their strength: hers may lie in different areas than theirs, but it doesn’t mean she lacks the work ethic.

This isn’t to say that she can’t, ah, lose her temper.

Women don’t want to hear what you think. They want to hear what they think..
… in a deeper voice.
~ Bill Cosby

Family is as family does. Sometimes families are harmonious. Other times? They’re downright VICIOUS. In the middle of a feud, where pacifist Kaelidyth is enwrapped in her own, personal battle.. it gets bloody. She rarely, rarely rouses to such anger, but she can rage with the best when it gets to that point. Think of a volcano: slow to build, quick to erupt after her own, personal breaking point. Things to note: people picking on Linny; people picking on her ‘friends’, her close clutchmates; and people who are unwontedly *mean* to those “underdogs” of which she’ll forever pull for. She can be spitting mad, and while her anger is righteous, she’s not always great at what she actually /says/ in the middle of anger…

«Nazkriuulth, you will hold your tongue or I will bite it off! Yeah! I said it! BITE IT OFF!»

» Kaeli… babe… you know he doesn’t need a tongue to talk back to you, right? «


We won’t look if you go hit Dex as she laughs at your dragon, by the way. She’s probably used to it by now, after all.

Good friends will be there to take away the drink when they think you’ve had too much…
… best friends will look at you tripping over your own two feet and say, “Bitch, drink the rest of that, you know we don’t waste that kinda shit!”

Are you SICK of hearing about Kaelidyth yet? Well, touch luck. Because while you now have a gist of her personality… now you get to focus on her RULES. Yes. Rules. There *are* rules to Kaeli, after all. Like the ten commandments! Done Pern-Style.

#1. She’s sweet. Almost sickeningly sweet, to the more jaded dragons, really. Does she care? Of course not! She’s going to giggle and not give a flying fig over what other people say about how she is.

#2. She cares. She cares about everything, if you can’t tell. Your weyrmate. The canine that Rhaeyn forced you to adopt. The trundlebug that narrowly avoided being squished by Aikuonath five minutes ago. (Not so much the herdbeast she ate a candlemark ago, but what can you say? The girl’s a carnivore. A steak is a steak is a steak!)

#3. Vanity is sanity. She’ll always be forcing you to primp. Consider her fifty times more annoying than any mother when it comes to, « Did you wash your face this morning? It looks oily. And, love, would you please brush your hair? It looks like you only did the front, and a vtol has nested in the back! »

#4. You are her best friend. This means that every night is the equivalent of a sleepover! EVERY NIGHT. You may get bored by this at the end of your life, but Kaeli will never tire of curling herself into the weyr, head lounging into the inner cavern, to gossip with you about the day’s happenings and giggle over the fact that Rhaeyn chased V’arik out of her weyr wearing nothing but a hat.

#5. Tye is the devil. Or, you know, the savior of the world. It changes from day to day: she’s either in pure terror of the weyrlingmaster, or proudly declaring Valdedath’s lifemate the best thing that’s ever hit High Reaches Weyr. Just… get used to it. You’d be best to get on Tye’s good side, from the very beginning- if only for your poor life mate’s sake.

#6. People from Fort are to be avoided at all costs. Oh, they suck, dude. Rhaeyn will be the only one she doesn’t outright dislike—or maybe that should be ‘tolerate’—but it’s something about that prissy little accent that gets under her skin like nobody’s business.

#7. People from Southern or Keroon are to be stolen and kept and named Bob. Again with the accents. The slow drawling tones of both regions will forever fascinate Kaelidyth, and she’ll always be trying to eavesdrop on the poor souls whenever they come to visit. Don’t be surprised if you come home to your weyr and see some Southern cotholder seething, yelling at your dragon who simply /won’t let him leave/. Yeah. Good luck dealing with any political situations if a Holder happens to be the one she kidnaps.

#8. She is an old soul. Once you cut down through her bubbly, vivacious personality… well, let’s just say that in a few turns, you’ll be thinking about all th random sagacities that Kaelidyth is like to spout at you, and will come to the sudden, startling conclusion that Kaeli is a wise old soul who chooses to be childlike. She knows her stuff. She knows life. She knows when to stop pushing, and when to start pulling. She’ll have uncanny timing when it comes to saying the right things to lift you from the depths of depression. When it counts, when it’s important, her ‘blonde’-ness will fall away to reveal this.

#9. She knows the meaning of ‘having a good time’. When it comes time to host parties, you might as well give it all up and just ask Kaeli what you need to do, because the gold will *forever* be badgering. Don’t be surprised if you get delegated party-planning duties forever, simply because of Kaelidyth’s talent for wheedling other dragons into manipulating *their* riders to get Something Special done.

#10. She Loves You. This goes without saying, doesn’t it? But she does. She loves you enough to support you when you’re down, tell you you’re wrong when you need it, tell little white lies and avoid the truth when you’re not ready to hear it. She loves you enough to fight for you… and she loves you enough to let you make your own mistakes. She loves you, her Linny, forever and ever, amen. Good luck getting rid of her… though we can’t imagine why you’d want to do something like that.

Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Put Your Records On – Corrine Bailey Rae


For some, flights are a battlefield. For others, they’re a way to get some. For Kaeli… For Kaeli, it’s all about looking good. What’s the use of doing something – especially something of such epic proportions like a mating flight, that only happens EVERY OTHER TURN – if you’re not going to do it *right*?

The change in Kae’s personality will come on gradually, over the course of roughly a month prior to her going up. You’ll notice those highlights of hers getting more pronounced, starker against the richness of her hide, far before you’ll actually realize that she’s, you know, about to go up. Kaeli will be sweet, as always, but her bubbliness will change, just slightly, shifting more towards sly confidence and That Something that those girls have—you know the girls we’re talking about; those girls who can walk into a room and be the center of attention just by breathing.

Confidence is the sexiest thing a woman can have. It's much sexier than any body part.
~ Aimee Mullins

She’ll slowly build up to the grand finale. She’ll slowly demand oilings of the same exhausting thoroughness of her weyrling days. She’ll slowly start to gleam, first with the splendor that she’s enwrapped with naturally, then with that special oil from Southern Boll, then from a readiness that springs forth from within her. She’ll incite desire, evoke it, instead of waiting for the bronzes and browns to catch on.

Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.
~ William Blake

You’ll notice a surprising tendency: dragons who play court to her previous to her actual flight have a much higher tendency of actually winning. She remembers them, remembers the ardor felt, whether the words were of horrible poetry and simple stumbling words, or rehearsed lines spoken by smooth connoisseurs of eloquent rhetoric.

When she does go up, it’s like an explosion. She takes after her matrilineal line, as they are hard to contain at the feeding pens. She’ll blood one, never two, and be up up and away!, before her suitors can even shake a tail.

There's a bit of a stripper in every woman.
~ Melanie Griffith

Given to sensuous, long barrel rolls and arching curves, Kaelidyth’s mass will prohibit her from quick maneuvers and fast, daring acrobatics. But she rises to fly, and fly she does: her flights will be grueling and long, and browns and bronzes will fall to the wayside before she chooses her suitor.

And yes. If you were wondering? Kaeli picks her mates. Golds – and women, in general – always pick. Didn’t you know?

« He was such a good sport. Did you know he brought me a fresh herdbeast carcass in the morning? So sweeeeet! »

She’ll be enamored of her flight-winners just long enough to grate your nerves. Kaelidyth is one to cuddle with the lucky bronzes and (the very occasional) browns. She’ll make the appropriate ego-boosting statements for the first sevenday or two afterwards, and seem to be Best Friends Forever with whomever she so chooses…

… but in the end, she’ll always come back to you. After all, you’re hers, and she’s hers, and you’re her, and she’s you… remember?

A true friend is one soul in two bodies.
~ Aristotle

Linny! SQUEE! We are SO EXCITED to have you PERMANENTLY HERE at High Reaches! Yes, that’s right. You’re not allowed to ever ever EVER transfer to Ista. You’re /here/, now, and you— *gets beaned in the head*. I mean. Ahem. If you so choose to leave… (we won’t let you.) Anyhow, the important part! This is our vision of Kaelidyth, but it does not in any way need be YOUR vision of Kaeli. Feel free to play her however you feel like playing her—she’s your dragon, after all, and not ours! But most of all, please, please, PLEASE have fun with her. She was built for fun, after all. :)


Name: Rhaeyn
Egg Desc: Rhaeyn
Dragonet Desc: Rhaeyn
Messages: Rhaeyn
Puppeteer: Rhaeyn
Inspiration: Rhaeyn, Tilla, Tye

D’ren and bronze Aikuonath, M’tej and brown Temyrth, S’len and blue Cimarroth.

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