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    5 KB Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)18:55 No.13231375  
    What would be an appropriate name for a copper Dragon wyrmling being raised by a human?

    I'm terrible at these sorts of things.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)18:55 No.13231381
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)18:56 No.13231387
    Mary Sue
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)18:56 No.13231394
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)18:57 No.13231403
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)18:58 No.13231409

    I see what you did there.
    >> Tannu !t7WooWOOWo 12/20/10(Mon)18:58 No.13231411
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)18:58 No.13231413
    >> Naggarothian 12/20/10(Mon)18:58 No.13231415
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)18:58 No.13231418

    With a long and involved draconic name that never gets used because it takes thirty seconds to say.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)18:59 No.13231430
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:00 No.13231432
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:00 No.13231436
    Is the human raising this dragon Inquisitor Gadget, by any chance?
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:00 No.13231437
    And now we have a female copper dragon raised by a human!

    What else? She transforms to human form? Is she in love with her master?
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:03 No.13231474

    Are you implying that I am some sort of Scaley Pedophile? Because that's what it sounds like.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:04 No.13231478
    >She transforms to human form?
    Sure, why not?

    >Is she in love with her master?
    Let's not make this creepy, man.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:09 No.13231533

    I like this one too.

    But if I go with penny I'm making an Inquisitor Warforged named Gadget instead of my original idea.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:12 No.13231556
    He's hinting that you should name it Penny.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:15 No.13231593
    Eh, could be something along the lines of seven-year-old girl crushes.
    The ones that don't involve the color pink, princesses, or ponies, anyway.
    Just following him around and asking irritating questions and doing sadfaces when parted.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:16 No.13231601

    That's probably it. For a second I thought he was trying to rain on my parade
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:16 No.13231607
    So cuuute *_*

    The forbidden love of the female wyrmling copper dragon Penny by her raiser and master.

    What will he do when he finds he's in love with human-form Penny? Can he forget the racial differences so they can live they prohibited love?
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:22 No.13231662

    I hate you. SO MUCH

    >> Naggarothian 12/20/10(Mon)19:25 No.13231682
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    NO. He fucking can't.

    Meanwhile, he falls in love with a beautiful human maiden, and the dragon goes insane with jealousy. The. Fucking. End.
    >> BakaBlizzard 12/20/10(Mon)19:25 No.13231688
    Female name: Venus. Note the alchemical symbol for copper.
    Male name: Cyprus. This is where copper was mined by the Romans.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:27 No.13231703
    Suddenly, Record of Kodomo no Jikan Half.
    >> monotreeme 12/20/10(Mon)19:30 No.13231740
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    rolled 4 = 4

    perhaps it goes this way.

    so, he's raising this dragon and it wanders off one day while he's working the forge(change this if you want I like it)

    after work he wanders the woods looking for the dragon and sees a child, who runs away.

    later he finds his dragon.

    the rest of his life he sees the child wandering the woods, a rumor in the town even springs up about the "girl in the trees"

    on his dying bed the child, who has aged at the standard dragons rate, waltzes in and says "hello father, it's me Penny"
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:31 No.13231750
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    >> monotreeme 12/20/10(Mon)19:34 No.13231787
    rolled 30 = 30


    NO, it can be the not sexy father-daughter kind if anything.

    I think he was, but I wasn't in >>13231740
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:39 No.13231849
    >Aeneous, Chalceus, Aeramentum, Aercus
    All derived from the Latin copper and fairly draconic sounding

    But I do like penny.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:41 No.13231874


    >> monotreeme 12/20/10(Mon)19:42 No.13231880
    rolled 52 = 52

    remember, the theoretical dragon is being raised by a human.

    probably a down to earth kind of person would give them a name like that, but then again they might go and give them an ironic 'old tongue' kind of name.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:44 No.13231898
    Mission accomplished.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:47 No.13231930
    Except why would he give it a Dragon name if he's not a dragon. I'd guess he's going to raise it the same way a human would raise a pet, and probably give it the same type of name he'd give a dog
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)19:48 No.13231963

    So the other dragons don't make fun of it after he's died of old age perhaps?
    >> monotreeme 12/20/10(Mon)20:04 No.13232134
    rolled 46 = 46

    can I ask why you need this name?
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)20:06 No.13232150

    The reactions to this have piqued my interests. What is this?
    >> monotreeme 12/20/10(Mon)20:10 No.13232200
    rolled 26 = 26

    a youtube video with a good plot

    a very good and very sad plot
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)20:14 No.13232244
    Name? I youtubed "Scales" and got nothing.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)20:15 No.13232257
    seriously that answer doesn't even help.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)20:16 No.13232263
    found it. it's called Sintel
    >> monotreeme 12/20/10(Mon)20:26 No.13232400
    rolled 78 = 78

    but it is certainly the truth.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)20:35 No.13232509

    My character in an upcoming game is going to have a Wyrmling Rogue as a cohort and I was having trouble thinking of a name.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)20:36 No.13232528

    There's something very endearing to me about the idea of a Dragon named something generic like Bill or Bob the Dragon.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)20:39 No.13232557
    That made me unhappy as fuck.
    >> monotreeme 12/20/10(Mon)20:42 No.13232599
    rolled 1 = 1

    I told you so.
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)21:11 No.13232895

    >> monotreeme 12/20/10(Mon)21:53 No.13233367
    rolled 29 = 29

    can we get a backstory?

    I'd like one...
    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)21:55 No.13233388
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    That or Cuprecht.
    >> monotreeme 12/20/10(Mon)23:24 No.13234393
    rolled 26 = 26

    >> Anonymous 12/20/10(Mon)23:45 No.13234603
    One may be interested to note that it was also made entirely with free software and all its parts are free to redistribute, the project's goal being to promote free software. Their other short film Big Buck Bunny was also very good, although a different genre (think Ice Age for a similar kind of humor, I guess). I wasn't too fond of the other one though... can't remember the name, something about an elephant.
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)00:03 No.13234780
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)00:06 No.13234808
    Dumb-ass idea. If I where a dragon, why the fuck would i hang with a human?
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)00:09 No.13234848

    Because he raised you from the moment you hatched and you wuv you mama? This is a copper dragon (naturally good), and a baby.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)00:14 No.13234898
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    rolled 24 = 24

    dammit, I'm almost intrigued enough to write something...

    but she wouldn't end up a rogue flunky.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)00:41 No.13235208
    rolled 1 = 1

    dammit, I can't get the idea out of my head.

    I just need a few good village names...

    curse my mental processes...and these doughnuts.
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)00:45 No.13235263

    Riversburg? Happy Valley Goose Bay? Littleton? Onett? Threed?

    Plenty of village names for ya.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)00:49 No.13235306
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    rolled 4 = 4

    I meant PEOPLE in the village.

    I don't want to just call people, Weaver the thatcher, and such...

    anyone actually killed a dragon in a game of D&D here? little tidbits might help...
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)00:53 No.13235354

    When around humans, copper dragons like to disguise as squirrels.

    Name him, Chippy Cheeks .
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)00:55 No.13235368

    Just use a random name generator for minor characters. It doesn't really matter what you name them, unless you want to make joke names.

    Heres one, so you wouldn't need to google anything: http://www.behindthename.com/random/
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)01:23 No.13235625
    Killed one when I was 8, since then I've been DMing almost exclusively. Why?
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)01:25 No.13235638
    rolled 81 = 81

    what are some of the advised methods?

    and do any of them involve chasing the dragon through the air on a carpet?
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)01:27 No.13235663
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    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)01:27 No.13235666

    PROTIP: To defeat the Dragon, shoot at it until it dies.
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)01:28 No.13235677
    If I were a kid and I found a dragon egg and raised it, I'd probably name it Sgt. Snaggletooth or Captain Caliente or some other alliterative name involving a military/hierarchical title.
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)01:35 No.13235740
    Err... I guess it could. As far as I can remember (that was long ago), it involved the dragon breathing acid at us from the air, then coming down and fighting in melee. It can get much more elaborate than that, but I suppose we were too young to deal with something too out of the ordinary.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)01:43 No.13235824
    rolled 40 = 40

    in D&D scale, what is tiny?

    small is a halfling.
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)01:44 No.13235841
    A cat, I think. A fly would be Diminutive, if memory serves.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)01:46 No.13235851
    rolled 3 = 3

    muchas gracias.
    >> BRACE FOR WRITEFAGGOTRY monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)03:16 No.13236575
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    rolled 26 = 26


    This won’t be a long story, it won’t hold adventure in a foreign land, nor will it show or highlight some greater truth, it’ll just be a pleasant little tale of a man and his dragon.

    Shaun Carter was a blacksmith; more specifically he was the only blacksmith in the village of Slice. He was not a tall man, just over five foot six inches, but, as is the case with most men of his profession he was quite broad. He worked the smithy on the very edge of town. He’d sort of inherited it when the smith before him had died of an unexpected heart attack and his wife had had letters sent out to all the smiths in the area for someone, anyone, to come and take up the practice. So here was Shaun he’d moved into the smithy worked enough to buy the house from old Missus Thatcher, She moved into her daughter’s house much to her son-in-laws chagrin. So now Shaun lived in the house, and worked the smithy for the village. He had been at it for the better part of three years now life was good. Occasionally on days when there was no business he’d wander the woods with a longbow to supplement his larder

    It was on such an occasion that the egg landed on him.

    He was lining up a shot when there was a deafening sound above and behind him he loosed the arrow as the stag bolted and saw it break in the tree behind. He looked around at what had made the racket and into the sky just in time to see a thing he’d only heard of and never thought he’d see, a dragon shining in the glorious fiery red of fresh copper, with wings tinted in green along the edges. He’d heard a couple of bards tell the stories of dragons and what he saw was a thing words couldn’t justly describe. It crested the hill and flapped along at speed, then something struck it and the dragon screamed.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)03:18 No.13236589
    rolled 14 = 14

    A ball of coherent fire and another on the way behind it, and another, he followed them back to a dark square on which a man seemed to stand, hurtling across the sky flanking him were a pair of winged shapes. Another fireball hit and the dragon dropped something shiny into the trees. He ran towards where the thing fell, and as is the nature of these things, found it when a gust of wind dislodged it from the tree branch it was sitting in and dropped fifteen pounds of hard mass on him.

    When he woke up later rubbing his head the thing that had hit him was still there. It was on inspection, an egg, but enormous as big as his anvil and a pure shining copper in color, it was also warm. He carried the thing home, a little dazed, and a little excited wondering whether or not it was good luck or bad that he was now in possession of a dragon egg. He walked into his home, put the egg on the mantelpiece, poked at the fire, threw on a log, and hung up his bow.

    Then he went up to the study, Mr. Thatcher had been some amazing thing or other in his younger days, Shaun had heard that he’d wandered into town in armor wearing a sword leading a pack-mule loaded with gold and books one day, he bought the house and built the smithy. Missus Thatcher had left the books behind with the house “for something to teach the grandchildren to read with”, Missus Thatcher held the view that reading was important without ever having learned herself. Mr. Thatcher bought most of the books that came through the village. Shaun looked through the collection for a book he’d opened once just to see what would be inside. He found it lurking near the encyclopedia, “the uncommon beasts of the hills and valleys” he let the book fall open in his hands, to…
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)03:18 No.13236595
    rolled 83 = 83

    chimera. No, that wasn’t it, he flipped pages around till a vivid illustration in red was staring him in the face. The heading read, DRAGONS. Under the heading was a list.


    The list went on down the page but Shaun knew the smell and sight of copper when he encountered it he turned pages till he found the entry, he skimmed through it past the entries about what they ate (pretty much anything), how long they lived (pretty much forever) and how they spent their time (lounging on great big heaps of glod) till at the end he found the information he wanted. He read for a little while and went back downstairs.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)03:19 No.13236603
    rolled 1 = 1

    Two days later Shaun was leaving the Butchers house with his normal weekly supplies when a strange man in a black cloak walked up to him and asked “have you seen a dragon in the last few days?” this question was so odd that Shaun couldn’t help but say.

    “Yes, a couple of days ago I saw one out over the foothills, some people were chasing it.” The stranger looked closer into his face and said.

    “Yes I know did it happen to drop anything?” the strangers expression seemed to change, and what it changed into was not something Shaun liked so he said

    “No, I don’t think so, why?” the man smirked and said.
    “My friend needed something from it for a magic trick” then he walked off. Shaun was walking down the street what he heard the man mutter something, followed by a WHOOSH of air. When Shaun turned to see there was nothing of the man but a few black feathers and a darkening shadow flying into the distance, he never saw the man again.

    Over the next few weeks nobody asked about the thing in the heavy sack hung over the forge, but they did come bring up some rumors about a dragon falling to the ground dead. It was a night almost a month after he saw the dragon the night carrying the first chills of winter that the egg started hatching. Shaun put down the departed Mr. Thatchers journal, it was actually the fifth such book he’d found in the collection, and looked around a strange sound to see the egg sitting nearly in the fire rocking back and forth.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)03:20 No.13236612
    rolled 67 = 67

    He closed the book around a flat iron bar to save his place and knelt down by the fire and watched the egg rock, it was fascinating and he never knew how long he watched before the first hole in the shell started. He’d tested it, the shell was just copper and he was wondering how the chick inside would get out, but he saw how when the upper beak broke through and worked its way around the circumference of the egg in a motion reminiscent of someone operating a pair of shears. He grasped the top segment of the shell and lifted it off. As the little thing inside shone in the firelight Shaun recalled the words of the book and dove for the larder he brought out some salted pork and sawed it up with his knife an hour later the dragonet was curled up on his lap belly distended with a contented look on her, (according to the book and it’s plumage), face.
    “what am I going to call you?...” he asked himself. Looking around at the embers in the fireplace, his coat, and the bowl where he threw the loose pennies. Hold on, now there was a thought. “Penny,” he said half to himself and fell asleep.

    The next day he found that the dragon had eaten one of shoes.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)03:22 No.13236628
    rolled 76 = 76

    hows that for a part 1
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)03:35 No.13236734
    rolled 22 = 22

    or is it too late for even a bad review...
    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)03:36 No.13236748
    7.5/10 Carry on.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)03:47 No.13236836
    rolled 75 = 75

    >not shit...

    >> Anonymous 12/21/10(Tue)04:15 No.13237017
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)05:20 No.13237394
    rolled 95 = 95

    and DONE

    Shaun was fascinated by his little pet; she would lounge in the rafters of the forge, and watch him work soaking up the heat. Nobody seemed to bother looking up and nobody saw her. She came down for meals and between them she liked to chew on scrap iron. At night she’d go to sleep curled up beside him soaking up the warmth, in the first years seemed to melt away when he wandered the woods she’d come with him and sit on his shoulder. The only person who ever noticed her was the brewers daughter Margret, the second year after Penny hatched she came by to buy a new axe. While Shaun was working fitting axe head to haft she wandered the workshop looking at all the tools, spare pieces of iron the copper and tin he sometimes worked to see if he could.

    Shaun finished his work and looked around for his customer. He saw her looking into the rafters of the forge eyes wide and mouth agape. “Here’s your axe,” said Shaun she shushed him and said in a whisper

    “Don’t make any sudden moves, a giant lizard has gotten in.” Shaun laughed and said,

    “That isn’t a giant lizard, its Penny.” The incredulous look Margret gave him made him laugh again “I found her egg in the woods year before last, she hatched and decided to stay here. She isn’t anything to be worried about” Shaun whistled a little tune and Penny jumped down gliding a little on her wings. He wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her do this, the forge was behind the house and open to the forest so anyone wanting his services had to ring the bell on his front door. The little dragon cheeped at them and rubbed her head against Shaun’s leg. “Here,” he said kneeling down to the dragon “she won’t bite you”
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)05:21 No.13237402
    rolled 80 = 80

    Margret spent an hour in the forge petting the dragon while Shaun told the story and asked her as kindly as possible not to tell anyone about his dragon. She promised she wouldn’t tell anyone and left with the axe during that year it seemed to Shaun that the brewery needed a lot more work done than it normally did and every time it was Margret that brought the offending tool and a few scraps for penny.

    It wasn’t all that bad, thought Shaun, she was quite a good way to catch up on the news. What Shaun didn’t realize was that Margret’s frequent prolonged visits were the talk of the towns old ladies, he found this out the unpleasant way when one of them showed up and asked him over a scythe “just when are you going to marry Miss Margaret Weaver, since the two of you spend so much time together?” Shaun cursed as he hit his tongs, breaking them, and asked her what she meant. Then it was explained to him that both he and Margret were about the same age, and both not attached to anyone, and that they had been “secreted back here ostensibly in honest business; quite a lot more often than seemed proper”

    This revelation shocked Shaun since he hadn’t thought to hard about those prospects since Penny hatched. He denied his part in the accusations saying only that “a good conversation makes the work take longer”

    The old lady only winked at him and said. “Of course it does dear, when will you be moving her in then?” and left.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)05:22 No.13237405
    rolled 28 = 28

    Shaun brought that up Margret later the next week over the new set of horseshoes for the taverns horse, she didn’t deny that the dragon got her attention the first few visits, but he’d kept it. That evening they went walking out in the woods with Penny, and later that year were married their rings were made of a fragment from penny’s eggshell. Not much happened over the next couple of years; they tried, and failed, to have a child and Penny outgrew Shaun’s shoulder.

    On a cool evening Shaun was wandering in the woods, bow in hand, looking for something to put in the larder. Penny had stayed behind at the forge, she looked like she was a little ill. as he was walking back he heard a sound, like a child crying in the darkness, he followed it and saw a tiny little girl wandering the woods she started running and Shaun followed her but lost the track in the dark. He returned and said nothing about it.

    Years passed, and on his evenings out in the woods Shaun would occasionally see the little girl, he thought it was the little girl, she seemed to grow up, but slowly. Margaret told him once or twice that she’d heard men talking about “the girl in the trees” a girl child with pale skin and long red hair, running through the woods at night.

    More years passed one night Shaun thought he heard someone working in his forge, when he came down, all he found was Penny now the size of a very small horse and a piece of metal partially folded on the anvil. He put the piece on the workbench and went back to bed.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)05:22 No.13237410
    rolled 61 = 61

    This seemed to happen several times, and by the end of the week the folded piece had become a small and slightly serviceable knife. More years passed, penny outgrew even her spot by the kitchen fireplace and took to sleeping in the forge and hiding behind the workbench when people came by. The phantom blacksmith seemed to get better, producing an axe, a few buckles, and some barrel-hoops, one evening Shaun heard the sounds in the forge and just left them at their work. The next morning he came down and found a horse standing in the forge with a brand new set of shoes. Two days later he found a butchered deer and Margaret heard a man tell of how he watched “the girl in the trees” she was now described by many to be about twelve with hair all the way down to her waist kill a deer and drag it off.

    One dark and stormy evening Shaun lay in his bead, wracked by a terrible cough, he was an old man, several of the people of the village waited downstairs as the village healer saw to him, their only blacksmith. She came down and told them that he didn’t have long. They came in to watch him die. As they trudged in behind them came a tall young woman she looked about sixteen and had waist length red hair. Up in the room everyone sat and when she stepped in Jonathan Smith the village tanner gasped. “it’s th-the girl in the trees!”

    Everyone fell silent as she walked up to Shaun and knelt beside him and said in a quiet voice “I know what’s going to happen next, I’ll miss you, Dad.” This seemed to shock everyone including Margaret and Shaun
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)05:23 No.13237417
    rolled 81 = 81

    “what did you say?” asked Margaret incredulously. The girl stood and looked at her and smiled and said.

    “you heard exactly what I said, it is as much the truth as it can be, I am Penny” and in a flash she changed into the shining form of Penny the dragon now the size of a good carthorse, she changed back and looked down at Shaun despite the stunned looks from everyone in the room. “I know what will happen soon, and I know that I cannot stop it. You will be missed but I shall carry on here as your legacy. Goodbye father.” She embraced Shaun and the room heard him draw a breath, release it, draw another, release it.

    He didn’t draw a third, but everyone saw the tear in his eye and the smile on his face.
    >> monotreeme 12/21/10(Tue)05:23 No.13237420
    rolled 8 = 8

    and here is a part 2 for you.


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