gibbygibbygibbygibby:

@ Undel Why does ice flight get handsome cryptids but I, fire, get late stage capitalism

gibbygibbygibbygibby:

Flamecaller awakens on national womans day what a icon

ender-fr:

i had a wild dream about FR releasing a bunch of surprise content during the start of Bounty of the Elements as a more or less ‘fuck you’ to everyone whining about it not being exciting enough, including but not limited to

-unique hybrid breeds between every dragon breed (but they costed treasure/gems to start an incubation bc they needed special nests) and couldnt pass on the trait/were sterile

-random-chance/super rare ‘primal’ mutations (e.g. a tundra looking like a gaoler), but the mutation wouldn’t continue to the children

-an ass-load of new genes, including some weird one with a radioactive-symbol pattern? also a Load of apparel

-a weird alternative to baldwin where instead of needing special ingredients for advanced transmuting materials you could pay some extra treasure and it’d generate a randomized one for you to pick up (like an imbued sulphur or reinforced beaker). for some reason it also had the option of generating a sludge/ooze/muck/etc item for 400 treasure a pop instead of a material.

lindwur-fr:

lindwur-fr:

Me: Man lore is a bit late today, I’m gonna use that golden bath bomb and have a shweet hot bath to unwind a bit

Flight Rising, the phentosecond I sink into my Gilded Pool of Rejuvination: HEY here’s some SPICY HOT LORE for y’all today

Me, rising up from my Ichor Soak of Everlasting Warmth to get my phone on the bathroom counter as soon as I hear the alert go off:

I can’t believe my latent prophetic powers given to me as The Light Flight Prophet compelled me to take a golden, glittery bath

citrinebumblebee-fr:

Speak, Pearlcatcher, child of light, and know that no lie escapes judgment. 

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Sia, in her quest to quell the shade which makes her its home, encounters the things which lie behind the snow and wind: the Gaelors

avalonianrising:

8. Fancy dress. Challenge mode: No apparel with fancy in the name. 

“Watch over them,” she’d commanded–but the mother of Light had no idea that she’d made another mistake. How? How had she made this many? she would wonder endlessly, after the first incident.

A hatchling. How? How?

Hidden eyes, hidden intentions, their smiles are wide and warm as their blades swing down in a brilliant arc of light. Beautiful. Devastating. If only their targets were what she had intended them to be. Her children are strong, however, she thinks. Surely, they are able to defend themselves. Adapt. She hadn’t made that many, after all. A test run. She tries to reassure herself, reassure the frantic prayer that now hangs in the air as a summer haze.

And, they do adapt. 
Hatchlings no longer linger to play in the setting sun. Clans strengthen their numbers, increase their watches for the ‘smiling death.’ They shouldn’t have to, something hisses in the back of her mind.

Glancing at her claws, she clenches them angrily. How many more mistakes would they make?

Beacon Brigand || [outfit=346593]

Bounty of the Elements, Part One: Gaolers. A wealth of new and deeper lore, and the art and hype to go with it.
Bounty of the Elements, Part Two: smark