Flion Aviary
Stepping into a beautiful wide area, you look skyward toward the golden sun as it splashes down it's soft orange glow across the land. Ancient trees and aged iron gates speckle the area, forming random patterns along the horizon. You walk forward, walking to explore more of this gentle looking aviary. As you walk on, you note to yourself that the trees are very large. What would need to live in branches this big? you ask yourself, stopping in front of one of the larger trees. It looks to be many centuries old. You and all of your friends together couldn't possibly fit your arms around that, you think. Suddenly, the leaves in the tree begin to rustle violently, and two large eyes stare down at you menicingly. "Hello there," a voice calls from the branches above, "I'm so glad you came. We've been expecting you." You back away from the tree just in time to catch a glimpse of the beautiful creature as it glides out of the branches.
Chuckling in a deep draconic tone, the creautre flies back to where you are. "I didn't mean to startle you, traveler, but we have been waiting," his soft blue eyes glow like ice in the sunlight. You watch him elegant body move as he wraps his wings against his back and curls up on the soft grass. "We were told there were travelers wandering through this area, so we opened it in hopes they'd come by. You see, we are Flions, and we are in need of caregivers for our eggs," he tells you, watching you like a cat watches a toy. You swallow nervously as he grins and says, "My name is Zironi, in case you were wondering. I am head Flion here in the aviary."
"We would really appreciate it if you would see about adopting an egg. There are so few Flions left, and to repopulate, we must send the eggs to different realms," he continues, stretching out his brilliant wings again. "What do you say? Will you see about it?"
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