House Domina Personalities
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Bhaktar was pleased that Naspeth had brought everyone back to reality, reminding them that the clutches on the sands at Akalera were now ready. It might have taken a little while longer than they expected, but hey. Such was life. They'd had time to grow, bonding dragons already, but Bhaktar knew that everyone who did bond valued the lives of their dragons almost above their own lives. They could hardly turn away from Akalera now, because what would those hatchlings do without them? Most of the hatching actually went by while Bhaktar watched, though Naspeth mentally assured him to remain would be wise. It was when he saw two hatchlings were circling a boy warily while a third watched with three pairs of deep blue eyes. The two, both two headed and from Onessa’s clutch, were alternately eyeing Nyanchek and each other, as if trying to decide who went with him. Finally, one, colored like a fading sunset, snorted in annoyance, stalking away from the other dragons and towards Bhaktar, calling over her shoulder, ~Fine, you have him. I’m going with Bhaktar, at least he isn’t a useless weakling when it comes to teleporting or magic!~ She snapped as she demandingly swept past Bhaktar, ~I, Iligiala, grant you the privilege of my company. Now come on, I’m hungry, and I refuse to sink low enough to scavenge off the remains of others’ kills.~ Such was the way that Iligiala came to the side of the necromancer, welcomed by his existing bond with pride.
Name: Iligiala
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