Charon

Once upon a time there was a little Drindian egg. It was just there. On the fluffy Scrian cloud floor. Littered around like pretty much all other Drindian eggs. It waited. And waited. And waited.

Actually it didn't wait very long at all but time passes really slowly when you're an egg or something. Anyway, the little Drindian egg was picked up by a child aged twelve. She brought it back to Relcore, her home. Along with 459534188 other Drindian eggs. Why so many? She had a growing collection of them and was missing only the elusive blonde scaled variation. ( She ended up never hatching one and eventually sold most of them. )

The little Drindian egg hatched into a snowy little Drindian. "Flutes" said the girl and "Flutes" the serpent was. Flutes loved the sky and loved to fly. She often dreamed of things from another land in another time when things were simple and I mean, really simple. But then proceeded to become horrifically complicated and extremely sad. Alas that's another story.

After much saving, she purchased a rare and expensive potion that was out of production no thanks to Faheem. Flutes drank it and voalá! Flutes was now a Mirabilis. She could fly higher, faster and was far more portable than before too! Eager to shake off all those Candy Pizzas eaten previously, she begun to undertake serious training to become the most agile flyer in all the lands.

During her breaks Flutes would hang around the book shop. I'd say; 'to read books', but Elizabeth is that sort of old lady that wraps up those books in fifty layers of plastic. So no, Flutes did not 'read books'. Instead, she bought them and waited for Elizabeth to count the payment. One tu at a time. Sometimes Elizabeth lost count.

Then one day it happened. You know, that one weird time when creatu just started dying because their owners were exiled? Yea that. A lot of names freed up and the girl managed to snap up a few cool ones. From that point on, Flutes would be known as Charon. It was the word that felt most like Flutes was in her dreams. You know, the sort of word that just has this resonancey feeling? Sends shivers down your spine? Just feels awfully right? Nevermind. Let's move on.

During these past few years, Charon has had more than a few accidents. She's very prone to accidentally consuming Trance Potions and Random Morphing Potions and Natural Coloured Jelly Bean and Dye Kits as well as accidentally swimming in the springs at the wrong times. Attempts to change her back were successful most of the time, if not expensive. Except that one time she turned black and white while trying to reverse an Azure Dye Kit disaster. Many beans had been eaten and both her and the girl decided they should probably stop. Black and white is a pretty cool plumage to have anyway. So monochrome. Much class. Very vintage.

With the training grounds under eternal renovation and having read just about every book written, these days Charon and the lady have taken to other pastimes. Their favourite, if not most dangerous, would be visiting the fiery lands of Reiflem to acquire the most underground of goods; Dye Kits. They would then scramble back to Relcore and place these Black Market goods in their shop.

Someday, they'll move to Scria. It's a long term goal, but they'll get there eventually. In the meantime, they'll continue to hang around their Fat Fish friends in the Fishing Hole and dream of things from other places from other times.

9th December 2019: WE FINALLY GAINED SCRIAN RESIDENCE!!!! AW YEA!! idk when this was originally written but it's definitely been many years since.

Above art & writing, coding: Phos
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