"Excuse me. Can I help you gentlemen with anything?" Ariaceli gave the gaggle a bright smile and her eye was caught by the decently sized crate that the men seemed to be escorting. With a huff, Mallitorioth pulled her extremities in and slowly lifted herself to her feet, stretching deeply before moving toward her rider and the men. The sudden approach of the dragon seemed to spook the men, and Ariaceli held up a hand to stop both them and her dragon. "I'm sorry. She'll stay back. Now, what can I help you fine people with? Can I point you in the right direction?" The men cast another worried glance at Mallitorioth, who had tilted her head slightly at them in return, but one among them seemed brave enough to speak up. "You... wouldn't happen to be Ariaceli, would you, ma'am? We've been told to bring this to you. You being the Weyrwoman and all." The man took a gulp, but Ariaceli's expression was pleasant enough, even if her face was red from running and she was sweating rather greatly from exertion. Not even the Weyrwoman could look perfect all the time. "They're clinklizard eggs, you see, ma'am. But I think we got separated from the other group. There were glidelizards too, and one of the other riders seems to have, and I mean this respectfully, so please don't let the dragon eat me, absconded with the firelizard eggs." All of this was news to Ariaceli, and she turned over her shoulder. "Mal? Have you heard anything?" [color=A37F00]No, I would have told you if I ha-[/color] Mallitorioth trailed off, and Ariaceli waited patiently. Her dragon was not one to lose her train of thought. [color=a37f00]Ah. Ael'thyristin of Xhaillocth has the firelizard eggs in the kitchen, and somehow the glidelizard eggs are by the rider rooms. Xhaillocth and Bashemath have just let everyone know. Should I add that we have the Clinklizard eggs? It seems that the other two would be close to hatching, and I doubt that these have long before then either. If I was allowed to approach, I could tell for certain.[/color] The gold sniffed impatiently and Ariaceli rolled her eyes. A common interaction between the pair. "Thank you. Do you know if they're hatching?" The men nodded almost in unison. "Mal? Yeah, go send that notice out to everyone would you? Oh and... Clinklizard did you say? Mal, Wherry meat too. Fresh, if at all possible. Or as fresh as they can to get here quickly."
There weren't many eggs, but they were larger than what Ariaceli might have expected. Pushing a few errand strands of hair out of her eyes, Ariaceli moved closer as the men shuffled back out of her way. It seemed she was as much a stranger to them as her dragon was, in a way. She ignored their scamper backwards and gently touched one of the egg shells, withdrawing her hand quickly when she felt the egg nearly shiver. "And make them hurry, Mal. I just felt this egg move." [color=a37f00]Wherry Meat is needed urgently in the training area, and anyone who isn't currently preoccupied with Firelizards or Glidelizards, the Clinklizard eggs are also hatching at the aforementioned training area! Hurry now. Look sharp, or they will all get away.[/color] Ariaceli nodded in appreciation of the message. Turning back to the men, she gestured down at the eggs. "Would you like to stay and try for one?" Quickly, the men shook their heads, although less in unison this time. "They're for you, ma'am, and the other riders of AIVAS. We wouldn't dare. It might anger AIVAS." Ariaceli nodded slowly. "Very... well then. I do appreciate the surprise gift." The men were already backing out of the door, although that might have had something to do with Mallitorioth giving up on being told to stay back and coming more toward her rider, covering the large distance easily. "You're scaring them." [color=a37f00]Yes, but that is their problem. I want to see these Clinklizards when they hatch. I will stay back some. I can see plenty fine from here. As long as the other humans' heads aren't in the way, I will have a delightful view. And Wherry sounds good.[/color] "Don't you dare." Ariaceli took several steps back away from the eggs. Life was still so astounding sometime. She'd wanted a firelizard in the worst way when she was a child, although her father never thought to bring her one, which had probably been an incredibly smart idea on his part. The terror that a young Ariaceli, already a child who needed far more structure than she'd had, could have wrought with a firelizard was unprecedented. It was a good thing she'd matured greatly in the many intervening turns, because from what little she knew, Clinklizards were even worse.
Weirdly flat looking, this egg is still beautiful. Deep green like an emerald jewel at its depths lightens to a sun-touched golden green from bottom to top with crimson red veins running throughout as if carrying blood though the shell has none of its own. Perched on top and off at an angle like a jaunty hat worn by a proper sassy debutante is a pale pink flower marking, each 'petal' lovingly outlined in barely shades darker lilac. A subtle sheen glistens over the entirety of the egg, making it glimmer regardless of light levels.
2. Bromeliad Egg -
Yellow outlined green 'leaves' spike sharply out from the base of this egg, forming a ring to about halfway up the egg's total height. This green is slightly lighter in color, more yellow than true green, but far from golden in shade, with paler insides to each of the 'leaves' and darker shadows underneath, giving them depth. Thrusting up in the center are overlapping, similarly shaped leaves but this time in the most vivid reds and oranges, drawing dramatic attention away from the comparatively duller base. The depth and brightness of these reds and yellows seem to shift to catch the eye and one cannot simply draw or look away easily.
3. Corpse Flower Egg -
Though there is something vaguely off-putting and unsettling about this egg, it doesn't have anything to do with its appearance, which is actually quite nice looking. Pale, pale yellow green bordering on white in some places, as if bleached by the sun, darkens dramatically into a ruby toned mix of purple and red at the top, with some darker tendrils running down and shading into the paler tone at its base, making the shift between the two colors less harsh. A paler shade of the ruby color seems to extend a thick tendril or tentacle up from the very center to the top of the egg as if reaching up to the sky, inviting a touch from those who pass by.
4. Pitcher Plant Egg -
Like many of its siblings this egg has a green color scheme to its base, a bright spring green that appears almost cheerful all on its own, like light seen through a leaf, emblazoning the color and making it appear to shine from within. But laced through the egg, starting from about a third the way up the egg from the base, there begins to grow vivid red tendrils that resemble spider webs or roots, or even veins, carrying 'blood' up to the top, where the tendrils grow fatter, thicker, and closer together, choking out the more natural green base at the bottom of the egg. More than oddly there is a darker, faded out red at the very top, creating what looks almost like a depression at the top of the egg, as if there was a hole or crack at the top, falling down to devour what is inside.
5. Poinciana Egg -
Standing out not only for having less green at its base than the other eggs, this egg is also helped by the fact that it is a bright, almost ear searing, mix of pinkish red, sunflower yellow, and white. Broad, three lobed 'petals' of the red at the center lighten to white in the middle before having a ring of bright red again on the very outer edges, while the center 'throat' is the lovely yellow color. Red speckles show up in both the yellow and white as well, like red paint has been splattered liberally across the entire surface as if splashed there by a child.
6. Torch Ginger Egg -
The only egg completely lacking in any green whatsoever, the total surface of this egg is made up of softest blushing pinks with hints of yellow and white. Pink petals outlined in yellow on the larger, bottom levels grow progressively smaller and turn to having white outlines the closer to the top they grow, with each level of petals overlapping the layer above it slightly, like a scalloped ballgown in reverse. At the very top, unseen unless viewed from directly above the egg, there is a white heart at the center of all the petals, which resembles something like a seed, or maybe another blossom just about to form.