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6523: Blackmist

The Gauntlet was by far the most famous coming of age ritual known to all Atlanteans. Usually reserved for the bravest of Iguanodon adolescents, it was technically open to all species when it came time to choose what way they wanted to earn their place in the court. Generally, Ovis and Euoplos found other ways to make themselves useless and earned their warpaint that way, leaving the grandstanding and pageantry to the biggest species among them. For Lego and Arg...

Blackmist hurried the raptor children away from the stage as fast as he could. Mantell raised a brow at him but he waved him off with something along the lines of ‘already assigned’ and continued to push the hatchlings along. He had expected some form of resistance from the brindle raptor but Tiramisu had been keeping pace with the girls, only occasionally throwing a glance over his shoulder at the Iguanodon. Once he had them out of the line of sight from th...

With the banquet beginning to wind down, Tiramisu and Lego hurried to reunite with the others. Blackmist was hovering over the other two raptors, his expression growing more and more weary the longer they watched him. The girls were circling his front legs and pestering him with questions, providing the ideal cover for their jailbreak shenanigans. Lego felt a wave of relief as Blackmist met her eye with a notable look of pleading instead of suspicion. She hurrie...

Beautiful. At its heart, the dome built up from the ocean floor populated by lethal life and sealed away for so long was beautiful. Vibrant, lush greenery filled most of the dome, consuming that which the humans had left behind. Most of the buildings were almost swallowed entirely, invisible unless you knew where to look. What plants weren’t green were other brilliant hues ins...

“I wish to have a walk around the grounds, cousin.” Blackmist looked up from his lounging, then down to his little cousin. “Go for a walk, then. I won’t keep you.” “A lord doesn’t go for a walk on his own! He needs guards!” Blackmist smirked, choosing not to point out that Mikhail was very much not a lord, being far too young to have a claim on any sort of title, let alone to boss him around. But he was in charge...

Since they were much larger and lacked the thumbs of the humans that came before them, iguanodons rarely used instruments during musical performances. Not that Mikhail cared either way; regardless of whether or not it included the smacking of a drum or the plucking of some strings, to him, it was all unnecessary, brutish noise. He would prefer to hear what the dinosaur next to him was saying without having to strain his ears against the cacophony. Unfortunately, his co...

The banquet still hummed with activity as Blackmist watched over the proceedings with a sharp eye. So many outsiders were here, eating Atlantean food in such a jovial manner, he felt he couldn't let his guard slip for even a moment. Movement in the treeline immediately caught his eye and he braced for a pack of outsiders to come charging through, but he was surprised to see a familiar pink, feathery head poke through. ...

After many weeks spent assisting ovis, then euoplos, Fainel, Hummingbird, and Macaw had successfully infiltrated the heart of Atlantis. Macaw was eager to explore the old human facilities, and Fainel was curious as to what the iguanodons were up to, but their reception hadn’t exactly been warm. They’d been chased out of the city under threat of imprisonment, and even Macaw hadn’t dared to venture in again. That was, until they met a rather different sort of iguan...

When Lego pushed her way through a thicket of plants and held it back for the raptor trio, they ducked under her tail in a hurry, not wanting to keep her long. In the rush, Thistle ran straight into what felt like a tree trunk, a warm, fluffy tree trunk. Her head shot up and kept going up until it was craned back to finally see the face of whoever or whatever she had walked into. A black and white dinosaur stood before her, four legs, towering like a Shuno would...

Fearn walked the halls of the Court's main building with an encroaching sense of disgust. The Iguanodons had been so haughty and lording it over her and the other surface dwellers; she had expected their home to be less filthy! The clearing in the jungle that served as the court's main base of operations had been bad enough, the plants grew out of control and the nesting areas were in complete disarray, but the indoors were a different story entirely. Fearn wrin...

The place they were given to sleep was… lackluster, to put it nicely. A room on the outskirts of the facility, broken down and dripping from old pipes. It had been barely big enough for Mary and Mintee to squeeze into, and Oboe had to roost among the rafters. And on top of all that, a guard had been stationed outside of their room. But at least the doors had been slid shut to give them some privacy (or keep them locked in, Mary thought grimly.  ...

                As soon as they were called out, Apocrypha tiled her head while Kallista shifted her weight from wing-arm to wing-arm nervously.                 “I am Apocrypha, and this is Kallista. We are here with Frankie. We received an invitation to be here from Sela.” The Albertosaur said, and gave a small bow of her head, Kallista following suit. Frankie watched the pair and just frowned, knowing full well the small show of subservience would on...

                “Promise you won’t say anything weird. The Court doesn’t seem like the type that would enjoy talk of spirits and talking trees.” Kallista asked and gave a look up at Apocrypha.                 The Albertosaur smiled, amused at the look of actual concern on the Trope’s face, and gave a soft nod, “I promise. I’ll let you do the talking.”                 Frankie followed behind the two as they walked. The ...

The three raptors bristled as they were shoved roughly into the centre of the court. This clearing was filled to the brim with Iguanodons, mostly armed and glaring in their direction. At the head of the court, a crested Iguanodon, regal looking with his majestic black and white feathers. "Step forward," Blackmist demanded. Khan sneered, showing his teeth and planting his feet into the ground. With a sweep of his tail,...