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[personalinterest]

Continued from this thread, just spinning it out into an entire AU now!

Some notes to keep in mind:

• Aymeric drank Vidofnir's blood and is now a member of Hraesvelgr's brood. He spends his time primarily within the confines of Zenith and Asah, though he makes forays to Anyx Trine to visit the dragon colony there. While still considered something of a broodling by his 'sire,' he has every intention of becoming a dedicated guardian of Zenith, just like Vidofnir and Vedrfolnir.
• Has renovated one of the dwellings within Asah for his personal use, which also serves as a secondary residence for Ariane, as well. Is somewhat involved with the local moogles working to restore Zenith to its former glory.
• Due to the nature of the covenant forged between him and Vidofnir, he is incapable of reverting fully to human form (for now). His current form resembles that of a bipedal, gargoyle-esque creature, or perhaps a more draconic version of an Au Ra male. (Art forthcoming.) His entire body is covered in indigo scales, save for his face and ears, and a heart-shaped patch on his chest. Thickness of scales varies depending on placement, but more heavily armored scales are located on back, shoulders, arms, and legs. Smaller, softer scales are in more flexible areas, including his belly. Claws and horns are black, along with his dorsal spines. He is capable of flight but limited to carrying smaller burdens, maximum weight allowance of one (1) adult Elezen.
• He recently gained the ability to shift fully into dragon form, thus increasing his combat capabilities exponentially. Despite the coloration of his scales, he is not ice-aspected. He can breath fire and also has some limited control over Holy spells, similar to other white dragons.
• Is currently in a polyamorous relationship with Ariane and Estinien.
• Is capable of laying eggs and has fathered two broods with Estinien and one with Ariane (technically no genetic material was exchanged, but it counts!).
• Can reproduce asexually like any other dragon through methods similar to real world lizards, most likely parthenogenesis or self-cloning. The process often requires sexual stimulation in order to induce ovulation, though many of the greater wyrms can do so without a partner. Aymeric isn't old enough to do the latter yet.
• More to add as I think of things!

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[lostandfoundation]

Okay, so maybe Julien had neglected to mention the specific number of passengers onboarding, but is anyone going to argue with the Warrior of Light over something as inconsequential as a few dragonets? Besides, Jenomis owed them a debt after saving both his children during their adventures in Dalmasca, so really, he shouldn't complain about this wonderful opportunity to study a dragon close-up! Surely, it would help them to craft more lifelike models for their next stage play, right?

Right, anyway! If a few props were accidentally singed in all the excitement, it was a small price to pay...

Julien continued to sit there with eyes shut tight, willing the world around them to stop spinning. They could feel the little hatchling flatten against their shoulder, tail curled loosely around the back of their neck.

It helped. A little. Emotional support comes in all shapes and sizes, it seems.

Julien cracked one eye open at Ariane's approach, forcing a smile. "Couldn't hurt. Hells, might actually help!" That's said with a bit more confidence than they actually feel right now.

They could feel Ariane's aether weaving around them with the same warmth and familiarity of a favorite blanket. There was subtle differences in the way people wove their spells, and having fought together so often in the past, Julien had learned to recognize the feel of Ariane's spells, in particular.

The dizziness, at least, seemed to abate, but the pain in the gut was a constant companion, all the same. They heaved a sigh, leaning back on the heels of their hands. Their eyes grew unfocused as they stared skyward.

"A little better, thanks." The dragonet chirped once more against their ear. "Maybe now I can walk without the risk of heaving bile all over my boots, eh?"

There was literally nothing left in their stomach to expel, and now they were simultaneously ravenous and bloated, but they needed to eat something. "Lets grab a bowl of miso soup before the next leg of the journey, what say you?"

Twelve forfend, if they can't even keep a bowl of soup down after this? They really will be tempted to strangle Estinien when they finally catch up to him!

somewhere in the city, to the shock of the poor saps who have to serve a couple dozen dragonlings...

[nophicascounsel]

"On our way— Stop that. You have your own food," Ariane chided, raising her chopsticks to block one of the dragonets from making an advance on her noodles. The hatchling, a snowy-feathered little thing who she could already tell would grow into the spitting image of Hraesvelgr someday, grumbled something under his breath in dragon tongue and flitted over to try for Aymeric's food instead.

"On our way out of the city, I'm going to pick up some ingredients," she finished. "I know he can't abide a proper meal right now," and here she nodded to Aymeric, acknowledging the fasting she'd seen him have to go through with every clutch of eggs, "but at least a broth of some sort, to get his strength up."

She tapped the clean end of a chopstick against her chin in thought, looking over at Julien. "And mayhap yours as well. Speaking of which, I've been meaning to ask..." The tips of her ears colored faintly pink. "This sharing of what he feels with you. Has that been happening for long?"