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Manco has a minion!
Primrose the Reinela
Primrose the Reinela
Manco
The
Hydrus TelenineOwner:
ShalashaskaAge: 4 years, 2 months, 1 week
Born: March 12th, 2009
Adopted: 4 years, 2 months, 1 week ago (Legacy)
Adopted: March 12th, 2009 (Legacy)
Pet Spotlight Winner
May 17th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 154
- Strength: 383
- Defense: 384
- Speed: 383
- Health: 383
- HP: 377/383
- Intelligence: 460
- Books Read: 451
- Food Eaten: 31
- Job: Hotel Chain Owner
Take a Look Through My Eyes -- P. Collins
First Draft
Delphi Beach, summer. Manco was enjoying the feeling of the sand squishing up between his claws as he strode after his young daughter. The Freyalise Trading Company was visiting and she wanted to see the Bananaquits and the other minions they sold.
He was debating getting her a Black Rail as an early birthday present when he heard someone cry out on the dock. Instinctively he looked about him for his little girl, but the young Irion was nowhere to be seen. "Nat!" He forced himself not to panic and, when she didn't answer his second call, he hurried outside. Two pirates were standing on the edge of the dock pointing at something, and there was a group of tourists on the beach. Manco lent over the edge and saw an Ontra surfacing, his bandana weighed down by copper pieces had fallen over one eye and he was shaking his head. The other two pirates looked at each other their brows knotted.
"What's going on?" Manco ran up to them, stomach tightening in fear. The two turned to him and one, a Darkonite with a broken horn, gingerly said, "A young Irion fell in..."
"Blue? With one golden eye!?"
"Didn't see her eyes, but yeah, blue."
"NAT!" the two pirates tried to grab him but Manco threw himself into the sea. Clipping the Ontra with his wing and stunning him as he dived. The pirates and tourists and locals looked on in shock -- everyone knew Irions couldn't swim.
---
Manco's heavy wings were a blessing to him as he swum downwards into the water -- they weighted him down and he sunk like a large feathered stone. He squinted against the misty blue-green water that swirled about the dock, until he found himself squinting against the sand at the bottom. He closed his eyes against the grit and tried to push up off the bottom, his lungs already straining against the pressure. He looked about wildly for any sign of his little girl, but saw nothing but thin weeds and brightly coloured fish.
He swam forwards, refusing to attempt to surface even as his vision started to dim.
Then something loomed out of the mist at him, he was conscious enough to see a huge set of teeth shearing through the water and a honey sweet voice in his ear whispering: "Do you want my help?"
---
Manco surged towards the surface and didn't stop until he was on the beach. Water streamed off his slick fur and he looked about wildly. Salt water and tears streaming down his face in equal portions, but no one came to help. He reached out and shrieked in denial, but the only reaction he got was denial and fear.
Three years later and Manco had a lead. His little girl had never been found and returned to him -- and no wonder. Even if she had been found who would have thought to leave a sweet little Iron girl in the clutches of a Hydrus monster? But Merana's curse -for Manco knew it had been her voice in his ear that day- had only affected his body, and his mind was as it had ever been. His only thoughts were to recover his normal body his find his daughter. Surely with so many people around watching, SOMEONE had found little Nat. Right?
And eventually he'd got a message, a friend of his had gone to Atebus for the Masquerade and got talking to someone who worked for Euclid, and Euclid had heard about his plight and offered to help.
He'd been making adjustments to his mysterious 'Zapper' and believed he could permanently reverse Merana's spell. Though he couldn't guarantee that Manco would return to being an Irion. Not that he minded, all he wanted was to have Nat back.
---
The journey to Atebus was hard-work, and Manco was glad of the few friends who'd stuck by him. Hydrus creatures, be they and active part of society or not, were about as welcome as Zombies were in world. He slunk along with his head down and let his friends, Carmina and Skaldia deal with the sidelong looks and snide comments.
Sitting in Euclid's laboratory afterwards staring at his paws Manco felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. The human scientist was hovering nervously, waiting for Manco's reaction. Eventually he looked up and grinned, "Thank you, professor!"
"Are you okay like this, we could continue but... Well I can't promise... I mean you might not..." but Manco shook his head, he might not be an Irion any more, but neither was he a Hydrus monster. No one would be against an Irion child being returned to her father if he was normal looking, even if he was a Telenine. Now he just had to find his little girl.
---
But it wasn't to be, barely two months had gone by before strange things started to happen. Manco found out where Nat had ended up and was hoping to regain access to her -- she'd been found and adopted by a family in Veta. There was no accounting for it by the doctors he went to, but it seemed Merana's spell was too strong for Euclid's zapper. And with terrifying speed Manco found himself being dragged back into the doldrums of Hydrus-Irionhood.
He made up his mind to go to the source of his troubles. Going as soon as he was able to Omen Islands, and hiring a suspect native to row him out to Merana's domain. There he combed the shoreline, demanding she make an appearance.
His ranting a raving continued until well past sunset. Until he curled up in the sand and fell into a restless, utterly dispirited, sleep.
As the tide turned something woke Manco up. He sat up quickly, the shallow waves were nipping at his odd thick tail, and paddled through the surf to stare out at the deceptive sea. Far out from him something pale blue and glowing bobbed in the sea, "Merana!" Manco called, "Are you out there?" he got no answer, but convinced that the strange apparition was occurring through Merana's influence. He paddled out to it and reached out towards the glowing mist, and as he did so a great fanged head lifted out of the water and growled at him. Long thin fins bristled up out of the water and Manco froze at the rare sight: a Hydrus of monsterous proportions, beautiful in her away, and yet terrible and ancient in her cruelty, she did not have the refined fins and webbing of Hydrus as Manco knew them, her slick fur was black and merged strangely with the inky sea and the starlit sky... WIP
You can't wring your hands and roll up your sleeves at the same time.
Pat Schroeder
Seedy Motel Font from dafont.com
Branches from: here
Whale skull from: here
Fractal from: here
Squid stock from: here.
First Draft
Delphi Beach, summer. Manco was enjoying the feeling of the sand squishing up between his claws as he strode after his young daughter. The Freyalise Trading Company was visiting and she wanted to see the Bananaquits and the other minions they sold.
He was debating getting her a Black Rail as an early birthday present when he heard someone cry out on the dock. Instinctively he looked about him for his little girl, but the young Irion was nowhere to be seen. "Nat!" He forced himself not to panic and, when she didn't answer his second call, he hurried outside. Two pirates were standing on the edge of the dock pointing at something, and there was a group of tourists on the beach. Manco lent over the edge and saw an Ontra surfacing, his bandana weighed down by copper pieces had fallen over one eye and he was shaking his head. The other two pirates looked at each other their brows knotted.
"What's going on?" Manco ran up to them, stomach tightening in fear. The two turned to him and one, a Darkonite with a broken horn, gingerly said, "A young Irion fell in..."
"Blue? With one golden eye!?"
"Didn't see her eyes, but yeah, blue."
"NAT!" the two pirates tried to grab him but Manco threw himself into the sea. Clipping the Ontra with his wing and stunning him as he dived. The pirates and tourists and locals looked on in shock -- everyone knew Irions couldn't swim.
Manco's heavy wings were a blessing to him as he swum downwards into the water -- they weighted him down and he sunk like a large feathered stone. He squinted against the misty blue-green water that swirled about the dock, until he found himself squinting against the sand at the bottom. He closed his eyes against the grit and tried to push up off the bottom, his lungs already straining against the pressure. He looked about wildly for any sign of his little girl, but saw nothing but thin weeds and brightly coloured fish.
He swam forwards, refusing to attempt to surface even as his vision started to dim.
Then something loomed out of the mist at him, he was conscious enough to see a huge set of teeth shearing through the water and a honey sweet voice in his ear whispering: "Do you want my help?"
Manco surged towards the surface and didn't stop until he was on the beach. Water streamed off his slick fur and he looked about wildly. Salt water and tears streaming down his face in equal portions, but no one came to help. He reached out and shrieked in denial, but the only reaction he got was denial and fear.
Three years later and Manco had a lead. His little girl had never been found and returned to him -- and no wonder. Even if she had been found who would have thought to leave a sweet little Iron girl in the clutches of a Hydrus monster? But Merana's curse -for Manco knew it had been her voice in his ear that day- had only affected his body, and his mind was as it had ever been. His only thoughts were to recover his normal body his find his daughter. Surely with so many people around watching, SOMEONE had found little Nat. Right?
And eventually he'd got a message, a friend of his had gone to Atebus for the Masquerade and got talking to someone who worked for Euclid, and Euclid had heard about his plight and offered to help.
He'd been making adjustments to his mysterious 'Zapper' and believed he could permanently reverse Merana's spell. Though he couldn't guarantee that Manco would return to being an Irion. Not that he minded, all he wanted was to have Nat back.
The journey to Atebus was hard-work, and Manco was glad of the few friends who'd stuck by him. Hydrus creatures, be they and active part of society or not, were about as welcome as Zombies were in world. He slunk along with his head down and let his friends, Carmina and Skaldia deal with the sidelong looks and snide comments.
Sitting in Euclid's laboratory afterwards staring at his paws Manco felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. The human scientist was hovering nervously, waiting for Manco's reaction. Eventually he looked up and grinned, "Thank you, professor!"
"Are you okay like this, we could continue but... Well I can't promise... I mean you might not..." but Manco shook his head, he might not be an Irion any more, but neither was he a Hydrus monster. No one would be against an Irion child being returned to her father if he was normal looking, even if he was a Telenine. Now he just had to find his little girl.
But it wasn't to be, barely two months had gone by before strange things started to happen. Manco found out where Nat had ended up and was hoping to regain access to her -- she'd been found and adopted by a family in Veta. There was no accounting for it by the doctors he went to, but it seemed Merana's spell was too strong for Euclid's zapper. And with terrifying speed Manco found himself being dragged back into the doldrums of Hydrus-Irionhood.
He made up his mind to go to the source of his troubles. Going as soon as he was able to Omen Islands, and hiring a suspect native to row him out to Merana's domain. There he combed the shoreline, demanding she make an appearance.
His ranting a raving continued until well past sunset. Until he curled up in the sand and fell into a restless, utterly dispirited, sleep.
As the tide turned something woke Manco up. He sat up quickly, the shallow waves were nipping at his odd thick tail, and paddled through the surf to stare out at the deceptive sea. Far out from him something pale blue and glowing bobbed in the sea, "Merana!" Manco called, "Are you out there?" he got no answer, but convinced that the strange apparition was occurring through Merana's influence. He paddled out to it and reached out towards the glowing mist, and as he did so a great fanged head lifted out of the water and growled at him. Long thin fins bristled up out of the water and Manco froze at the rare sight: a Hydrus of monsterous proportions, beautiful in her away, and yet terrible and ancient in her cruelty, she did not have the refined fins and webbing of Hydrus as Manco knew them, her slick fur was black and merged strangely with the inky sea and the starlit sky... WIP
Pat Schroeder
Seedy Motel Font from dafont.com
Branches from: here
Whale skull from: here
Fractal from: here
Squid stock from: here.
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