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"It's not fair, Master Methuselai," Nuzarin whined, trying to suppress tears. "Why does Draike get to be Emperor just because he's bonded to the Emerald Dragon?"

Methuselai chuckled heartily making a rough sound like trees swaying in violent wind. He lifted his great paw and rested it against the young boy's cheek. "You come to me so often, Nuzarin, worried about many things. Yesterday it was if you'll grow up like your brother, Nurava, and today its why you can't have something that was never in store for you."

"Why? Why wasn't I chosen?" Nuzarin cried, finally letting tears slip down tender cheeks.

"Your heart is noble, my son, no doubt. I'm sure you would gladly lead your people. But perhaps your talent lies elsewhere. The blood of your forefather, Draygaron, runs strong through your veins and you would make him proud. Yet the duty of being Emperor is allotted to he who was chosen and is burden, though a fantastic one. Be thankful for that you are the descendant of your mighty ancestor. His blood alone means greatness," Methuselai explained. He watched as a large drop of water materialized above Nuzarin's cupped hands.

"But what can I do? Draike's a wind wielder like Draygaron was. Kamaen's a healer; Nurava's a fire-bearer and Aurshin's an earth handler. Is there anything I can do with water?" The boy asked, letting the water drop fall into his hand. The clear liquid pooled in his palm and slowly dripped out onto the ground."

Methuselai let his paw rest back on the ground and his straightened up, smiling. "You want to help people. Water is the ultimate healing element. Water soothes wounds, cleanses, and keeps all of us alive. Your element is special, Nuzarin. Treasure it and bear it well."

Anyhoo, just a little story clip describing the scene. I have no clue what kind of creature Methuselai is, so PLEASE GIVE ME NAME IDEAS! Nuzarin's not an elf, but of a fictional similar race.

Methuselai and Nuzarin copyright to Draikairion 2009

Medium: Prismacolor Colored Pencils, Photoshop (textures)

Description
"It's not fair, Master Methuselai," Nuzarin whined, trying to suppress tears. "Why does Draike get to be Emperor just because he's bonded to the Emerald Dragon?"

Methuselai chuckled heartily making a rough sound like trees swaying in violent wind. He lifted his great paw and rested it against the young boy's cheek. "You come to me so often, Nuzarin, worried about many things. Yesterday it was if you'll grow up like your brother, Nurava, and today its why you can't have something that was never in store for you."

"Why? Why wasn't I chosen?" Nuzarin cried, finally letting tears slip down tender cheeks.

"Your heart is noble, my son, no doubt. I'm sure you would gladly lead your people. But perhaps your talent lies elsewhere. The blood of your forefather, Draygaron, runs strong through your veins and you would make him proud. Yet the duty of being Emperor is allotted to he who was chosen and is burden, though a fantastic one. Be thankful for that you are the descendant of your mighty ancestor. His blood alone means greatness," Methuselai explained. He watched as a large drop of water materialized above Nuzarin's cupped hands.

"But what can I do? Draike's a wind wielder like Draygaron was. Kamaen's a healer; Nurava's a fire-bearer and Aurshin's an earth handler. Is there anything I can do with water?" The boy asked, letting the water drop fall into his hand. The clear liquid pooled in his palm and slowly dripped out onto the ground."

Methuselai let his paw rest back on the ground and his straightened up, smiling. "You want to help people. Water is the ultimate healing element. Water soothes wounds, cleanses, and keeps all of us alive. Your element is special, Nuzarin. Treasure it and bear it well."

Anyhoo, just a little story clip describing the scene. I have no clue what kind of creature Methuselai is, so PLEASE GIVE ME NAME IDEAS! Nuzarin's not an elf, but of a fictional similar race.

Methuselai and Nuzarin copyright to Draikairion 2009

Medium: Prismacolor Colored Pencils, Photoshop (textures)