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On the fragile island in the land of Seas and Sand, a troll of seven sweeps old stands in his respiteblock at the basement of his leveled hive. He is a tangerine blood bearing the sign of the Hydrus. Unbeknownst to him, he would soon be meeting with two male trolls from other sessions. His lusus, a five-footed sepentbeast named George lies under his heating lamp, not making any notice of the shaky boy as he crawled from his recupracoon, cleaning himself of the green slime.

This is Hyderon. He is meek and awfully shy for the time being. That said, he has been through a lot of trauma, both physically and mentally, soon after the time of his hatching. He was abducted by high bloods as a youth, with horrid and embarrassing consequences. He bore signature floppy ears that sagged to his shoulders, two horns curved away from each other at the crown of his skull, and two long down-ward curving ears at the base of his ears. His head, for the time on Alternia, was recovering from a brutal shaving. Dark orange circles lined the underside of his eyes. Often this poor boy would awake in the middle of the night due to memories of the past. Constantly there were voices in his head, telling him he deserved to be hurt.

Either that or they would tempt him to hurt others just as he was hurt. Not known to many, he hid the fact that his fangs were filled with poison. The poison within his teeth was so potent that even a rippling hoofbeast could not survive ten seconds after an inflicting bite.

The only real comforts he had were gaming and a female troll. His interests included World of Trollcraft, The Legend of Troll Zelda and Troll Elder Scrolls. He even bore a sword as his strife weapon, taking it into battle during his sessions, traveling to the Land of Dragons and Damels. If anything it helped the bloodlust within him a little, often seeing his enemies as hated high bloods.

But the contradiction of his feelings towards more royal bloods came in the form of the woman he adored. She had been the one to save him from death many sweeps ago when she encountered his body along the very shores of the island they lived upon. Her name was Hydrias, a turquoise blooded female of seven sweeps. She was in every way serpentine, from her lengthened wavy hair to her cute light blue forked tongue. Her horns were a lot like his own, having two at the crown that curved towards one another and two above her ears that were long and wavy, pointing upwards as they elongated.
Deep feelings were set within him, but it was hard to explain it to her personally. Often he would avoid her just for the sake of keeping her safe from his own contradicting mind.

Lately, Hyderon had been speaking with a few other "outcasts". These were not directly tied with his session, but in a session of their own. Their session had six members. The one he had contacted over Trollian had revealed himself to be an orange-blood, much like him. His name was Ardan, of nine sweeps. Being more mature and having a matesprit of his own, Hyderon sought to speak with him about such things.

Ardan had personally invited himself to the island. Today would be the day he would arrive. Abruptly he did so by smashing through the basement window.

Jesus he was tall, and a bit scary looking. His horns were swirled endlessly in spirals, a glint of anger never leaving his eyes. He was strong, his arms bore many muscles. His hair was thick and curly, wearing a striped black and green sweater, fur lining the collar and matching pants. His teeth were jagged and stuck slightly from his lip, ears long and perfectly straight. A little bit of jealousy was flowing through the younger troll, but more of the rush of adrenaline from his sudden entrance remained. The older troll cocked his head, examining the one he'd be assisting. "Wut teh helle haeppened tew yore earz boi?" He questioned with a scowl plastered on his face.

Instantly Hyderon's eyes fell to the odd sandals he was wearing, grimacing at the length of his toenails. "I uh…I…I told you…about the highbloodsz…didn't I?"

Ardan rolled his eyes and leaned against the heating lamp. When the light moved, so did the lusus, causing the orange blood to jump. "Wut teh fuhck?"

"Szorry!" Hyderon squeezed past the new acquaintance and returned the light back to the cushioned pillow. George again returned to his place, curling in a lazy spiral of skin and scales. "That's…my luszusz."

"Whet…thet thieng iz herribly pathetac!" Ardan responded with a low chuckle. "Gawd new wander yew nehd mah halp." He crossed his arms, "Ferst thengs ferst…whiere iz thes gurl?"
"Szhe may be szwimming…but, but I can show you her." Hyderon gently began to ascend the steps, Ardan following behind. "How did you get here anyway?"

"Fewnd a waek poient en a wahrp howl." He told, chest puffed with pride. The younger troll gazed to him with a bit of confusion, but didn't question him. After traveling to the top floor, the tangerine blood gave a little curse. "We can't get too closze otherwisze she'll get mad."

"Wut iz sew wroeng whith her swhimming?"

Hyderon's cheeks flushed with blood, fiddling with his fingers. "Szhe…szwims…naked…"
Ardan's eyes opened with surprise, his own face becoming a little flushed. "Sewnds exchiting!"

The two left the leveled hive in search of her along the beaches. Two indicators at a certain location would be her giant multiheadedserpentlusus and her clothes left most likely on a stone of sorts. After searching the southern portion, they spotted the giant beast wading in the ocean tides. Ardan was astounded by such a thing, "I dednt knew thay cewld ghet thet begh!" He snatched the visual goggles from the hands of the smaller troll and smirked. The girl really was pretty, her head bobbing up and down in the water. Through her black lips he could spot a single fang popping from the left side of her mouth. There were orange freckles dotting her pale blue/gray skin across her nose, her hair moist from the waves around her. Just as her body was rising from the tides, a face filled the visual area.

Ardan leapt back in surprise once more, staring to the figure before him.

The new troll had arrived out of thin air it seemed, a short younger boy than even Hyderon himself. It was hard to tell the it was a male at first, with the extreme amount of long hair he had. Instead of orange filling his eyes like most, he bore white. Two small fangs protruded from either side of his mouth, his horns were long and tower-like atop his head. A shovel was in his hand, a white sign upon his chest. Ardan cocked an eyebrow at this, growling in preparation for the fight ahead. Hyderon stopped this by placing his hand on the boy's chest with a slight push.

"Lupina sztop! He'sz my friend."

"Lupinah?" Ardan barked, bearing his fangs. "A mutahnt bloud ef Iam noht mistahken."

"Ardan liszten to me. Thisz is one fight you don't want to get mixed in." Hyderon pleaded. "Lupina isz…like my szon…I szhould have told you that…"

The stance of the older troll softened slightly, "Sohn?"

"Hydriasz…and I…we raiszed him."

There were so many questions racing through his mind. The boy only glared to him with angered eyes. So, he was just trying to protect his mother-figure. Still the fact that he was a mutant, not a part of the hemospectrum made him angry to no end. Though the scar on his neck kept him from launching. The boy could not speak.

"Luchk hare…" Ardan told with a bit of resentment in my voice, "Therez noht muhch eye cen dew weth yew and dis gurl. Tew beh comepletly hoesnt, eye theink yewr ihn ovehr yer haed."

Hyderon's eyed dropped until the man continued, "Bhut! I cen zee ef eye can ghet shome buddhies ef maine ovher tew healp yew." He whipped out a phone, his thumbs rapidly swishing over the keys. He set the device inside his pocket and snickered, "DLX sahd hez fhree. Thet cewl mofoe whill hewk yew tew uhp en new teim. Nohw, if yew dohnt nehd meh, ime leahving."

Hyderon watched him leave, grumbling softly. Some help he was.

Description
On the fragile island in the land of Seas and Sand, a troll of seven sweeps old stands in his respiteblock at the basement of his leveled hive. He is a tangerine blood bearing the sign of the Hydrus. Unbeknownst to him, he would soon be meeting with two male trolls from other sessions. His lusus, a five-footed sepentbeast named George lies under his heating lamp, not making any notice of the shaky boy as he crawled from his recupracoon, cleaning himself of the green slime.

This is Hyderon. He is meek and awfully shy for the time being. That said, he has been through a lot of trauma, both physically and mentally, soon after the time of his hatching. He was abducted by high bloods as a youth, with horrid and embarrassing consequences. He bore signature floppy ears that sagged to his shoulders, two horns curved away from each other at the crown of his skull, and two long down-ward curving ears at the base of his ears. His head, for the time on Alternia, was recovering from a brutal shaving. Dark orange circles lined the underside of his eyes. Often this poor boy would awake in the middle of the night due to memories of the past. Constantly there were voices in his head, telling him he deserved to be hurt.

Either that or they would tempt him to hurt others just as he was hurt. Not known to many, he hid the fact that his fangs were filled with poison. The poison within his teeth was so potent that even a rippling hoofbeast could not survive ten seconds after an inflicting bite.

The only real comforts he had were gaming and a female troll. His interests included World of Trollcraft, The Legend of Troll Zelda and Troll Elder Scrolls. He even bore a sword as his strife weapon, taking it into battle during his sessions, traveling to the Land of Dragons and Damels. If anything it helped the bloodlust within him a little, often seeing his enemies as hated high bloods.

But the contradiction of his feelings towards more royal bloods came in the form of the woman he adored. She had been the one to save him from death many sweeps ago when she encountered his body along the very shores of the island they lived upon. Her name was Hydrias, a turquoise blooded female of seven sweeps. She was in every way serpentine, from her lengthened wavy hair to her cute light blue forked tongue. Her horns were a lot like his own, having two at the crown that curved towards one another and two above her ears that were long and wavy, pointing upwards as they elongated.
Deep feelings were set within him, but it was hard to explain it to her personally. Often he would avoid her just for the sake of keeping her safe from his own contradicting mind.

Lately, Hyderon had been speaking with a few other "outcasts". These were not directly tied with his session, but in a session of their own. Their session had six members. The one he had contacted over Trollian had revealed himself to be an orange-blood, much like him. His name was Ardan, of nine sweeps. Being more mature and having a matesprit of his own, Hyderon sought to speak with him about such things.

Ardan had personally invited himself to the island. Today would be the day he would arrive. Abruptly he did so by smashing through the basement window.

Jesus he was tall, and a bit scary looking. His horns were swirled endlessly in spirals, a glint of anger never leaving his eyes. He was strong, his arms bore many muscles. His hair was thick and curly, wearing a striped black and green sweater, fur lining the collar and matching pants. His teeth were jagged and stuck slightly from his lip, ears long and perfectly straight. A little bit of jealousy was flowing through the younger troll, but more of the rush of adrenaline from his sudden entrance remained. The older troll cocked his head, examining the one he'd be assisting. "Wut teh helle haeppened tew yore earz boi?" He questioned with a scowl plastered on his face.

Instantly Hyderon's eyes fell to the odd sandals he was wearing, grimacing at the length of his toenails. "I uh…I…I told you…about the highbloodsz…didn't I?"

Ardan rolled his eyes and leaned against the heating lamp. When the light moved, so did the lusus, causing the orange blood to jump. "Wut teh fuhck?"

"Szorry!" Hyderon squeezed past the new acquaintance and returned the light back to the cushioned pillow. George again returned to his place, curling in a lazy spiral of skin and scales. "That's…my luszusz."

"Whet…thet thieng iz herribly pathetac!" Ardan responded with a low chuckle. "Gawd new wander yew nehd mah halp." He crossed his arms, "Ferst thengs ferst…whiere iz thes gurl?"
"Szhe may be szwimming…but, but I can show you her." Hyderon gently began to ascend the steps, Ardan following behind. "How did you get here anyway?"

"Fewnd a waek poient en a wahrp howl." He told, chest puffed with pride. The younger troll gazed to him with a bit of confusion, but didn't question him. After traveling to the top floor, the tangerine blood gave a little curse. "We can't get too closze otherwisze she'll get mad."

"Wut iz sew wroeng whith her swhimming?"

Hyderon's cheeks flushed with blood, fiddling with his fingers. "Szhe…szwims…naked…"
Ardan's eyes opened with surprise, his own face becoming a little flushed. "Sewnds exchiting!"

The two left the leveled hive in search of her along the beaches. Two indicators at a certain location would be her giant multiheadedserpentlusus and her clothes left most likely on a stone of sorts. After searching the southern portion, they spotted the giant beast wading in the ocean tides. Ardan was astounded by such a thing, "I dednt knew thay cewld ghet thet begh!" He snatched the visual goggles from the hands of the smaller troll and smirked. The girl really was pretty, her head bobbing up and down in the water. Through her black lips he could spot a single fang popping from the left side of her mouth. There were orange freckles dotting her pale blue/gray skin across her nose, her hair moist from the waves around her. Just as her body was rising from the tides, a face filled the visual area.

Ardan leapt back in surprise once more, staring to the figure before him.

The new troll had arrived out of thin air it seemed, a short younger boy than even Hyderon himself. It was hard to tell the it was a male at first, with the extreme amount of long hair he had. Instead of orange filling his eyes like most, he bore white. Two small fangs protruded from either side of his mouth, his horns were long and tower-like atop his head. A shovel was in his hand, a white sign upon his chest. Ardan cocked an eyebrow at this, growling in preparation for the fight ahead. Hyderon stopped this by placing his hand on the boy's chest with a slight push.

"Lupina sztop! He'sz my friend."

"Lupinah?" Ardan barked, bearing his fangs. "A mutahnt bloud ef Iam noht mistahken."

"Ardan liszten to me. Thisz is one fight you don't want to get mixed in." Hyderon pleaded. "Lupina isz…like my szon…I szhould have told you that…"

The stance of the older troll softened slightly, "Sohn?"

"Hydriasz…and I…we raiszed him."

There were so many questions racing through his mind. The boy only glared to him with angered eyes. So, he was just trying to protect his mother-figure. Still the fact that he was a mutant, not a part of the hemospectrum made him angry to no end. Though the scar on his neck kept him from launching. The boy could not speak.

"Luchk hare…" Ardan told with a bit of resentment in my voice, "Therez noht muhch eye cen dew weth yew and dis gurl. Tew beh comepletly hoesnt, eye theink yewr ihn ovehr yer haed."

Hyderon's eyed dropped until the man continued, "Bhut! I cen zee ef eye can ghet shome buddhies ef maine ovher tew healp yew." He whipped out a phone, his thumbs rapidly swishing over the keys. He set the device inside his pocket and snickered, "DLX sahd hez fhree. Thet cewl mofoe whill hewk yew tew uhp en new teim. Nohw, if yew dohnt nehd meh, ime leahving."

Hyderon watched him leave, grumbling softly. Some help he was.