Sevaruth
God is a DJ Egg
The colors and hues of this egg seem to defy reality, each color striking against the next as though it wishes to break free of the bonds of gravity. At its zenith, glittery shades of blue, green, and purple sparkle down, meeting with brilliant beams of light. Despite the hard contrast of the colors, each comes together in a perfect bond, the bold scene is at peace with all that is around it. Along the base, barely-formed figures of different shades seem to dance in the haze of color in reckless abandon, the borders of their bodies intermixing with ease.
Mind Name
Razzle-Dazzle Sparkles of Peace
Description
From muzzle to headknobs, dark shades of aged gold fade to a fine champagne, darkening again only at the tips of the rather pronounced 'knobs. Her eyes are large and wide-set, most usually softly whirling in content shade of blue. Whirling at a fierce pace they appear a start contrast to the pale honey hide. Between her eyes a faint filigree intricately webs its way in shades of the palest gold, ending at her copper-tipped headknobs. The lighter champagne shades darken again along her neck to a shade of ancient gold long buried, spreading across her wide chest and down the thick forearms, clashing with the paler shades that vine upwards from the sheaths of deadly, opalescent talons. The rest of her body is the soft shade of buffed gold, her hindquarters and legs a bit small in comparison to her upper body, giving the appearance of being top-heavy. Following the lean outline of her lower body, her tail tapers off slowly and seems rather long. Like that of her dam, the tail ends in a final burst of the darkest shade of gold. Wings unfurled, they seem a little long for her body, each thin golden sail freckled with spots that appear almost a dark shade of blue. Folded, they appear to lie awkwardly against her back.
Inspiration
Sevaruth was based on a scene I encountered in Washington, DC. It was at a techno club and was a scene that impacted me deeply. There were hundreds of people moving to the same beat; Americans, Europeans, Asians, Indians and many other nationalities were gathered together and for a few hours, they all spoke the same language. This is what is considered the rave culture by those that understand PLUR: Peace, Love, Unity, Respect. Sevaruth is the embodiment of that spirit. I wanted her to be something that would love each moment of life, share its silliness with others, and fight against the injustices of the world.
Growing Up
The Beginning: From the beginning, Sevaruth will be a child of
the night. She will prefer to sleep during the day and will bombard you with
excuses to do anything but that and your will will have to be strong to convince
her she must do otherwise. But when the sun begins to fade in the west, Sevaruth
will come alive. She will be most hungry at night and want to stay up all night
discussing the world around her. A simple "I'll tell you in the morning" will
not be enough for her. When boredom overcomes her, which will happen often, she
will resort to becoming the class clown. Much of her antics will be physical,
such as tripping around or bouncing or doing a little dance at random. Anything
for a smile.
Weyrlinghood: As Sevaruth grows older, her desire to sleep away the daylight
hours will begin to fade, but only slightly. Those early morning sessions will
always be a chore for her. As her mind matures, she will begin to question more
and more. Concepts such as authority will be questioned the most, save for
respect towards the Weyrlingmaster and the rider of her senior queen. Many times
she will try to voice these questions through you and this may sometimes cause a
quarrel or two between you and Sevaruth. Eventually, she will come to terms with
the world around you, but will always be one more than willing to fight what she
considers the good fight. But this one is not all seriousness. Quiet frequently,
she will think up little challenges for her fellow dragons, often times
including humans as well. But it will all be in fun, as she cares only for the
enjoyment of the race, never for the glory of the victory. Life will always be
about enjoying each moment, savoring it, and treasuring it. Slowly, her memory
will begin to lengthen and become much more reliable than most other dragons.
Her antics will continue to grow as well. While keeping up with her usual
slapstick comedy, her routine will grow to include the occasional witty comment
that may cause you to have to leave a classroom or lecture to laugh.
Maturity: Maturity is only a term relative to her age. Sevaruth will never
outgrow her enjoyment of friendly competitions with both dragons and humans
alike. Any injustice that she encounters, she will try to rally both you and her
peers to fight. A clever one, she will often notice easier ways of doing things
whose paths have long ago been sit in stone. Sevaruth will not fear change and
may often attempt to all but force it on her peers. She will be very
non-traditionalist and this may sometimes come off as being the stand-off type.
When this happens, she will resort to her usual silliness to win the party over.