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Welcome To The DesertAnd what is your purpose here? Oh I see, you'd like something of me, eh? Well I must apologize, for being so greedy. Nothing in this desert comes for free. If you want water, gold, shelter or anything I have to offer it'll cost you. Thing here aren't bought with type of normal currency, you have to trade for it. Now what you trade is up to you, just, please, make this worth my while. My time is far more valuable than all my riches.TaleUnfinished, sorry D;Many neopets and neopians misjudge me. They think I've always had the life of leisure. Wrong. Most of my life was not spent here, in a palace of silk and gold. The journey was not easy. Only a small portion of life was spent with my family, in fact it was only a matter of seconds. Two nobles were expecting a new hatchling. Their only child was female, and in these times female draiks were defiantly not suitable as an heir. Well, when I hatched, I was a boy. I got that right at least. When my mother lifted me from the remains of my shell, it revealed something. I was lying on my back the entire time, so no one could see I had no wings. Both my mother and father did. In only a matter of moments it took my father to conclude, that I was not his son. Another thing about this time, there were few laws and punishments were cruel. For such disloyalty, my mother spent the rest of her days in the dungeon, desperately biting at flies and spiders that entered her cell and licking moisture from the walls. She was not given food or water. My father, being such a kind gentleman, decided that her fate was not fit for a hatchling. He decided that since I myself was the product of a crime, I should be marked. Throughout draik history, there has been a tradition, two dots above each eye is a mark of shame. It is traditionally done with a special ink that never washes nor fades. Draiks seen with this are often avoided or ignored. No one wanted to be seen with a draik like this. The marked draik could easily be a traitor or escaped prisoner. Some are murders. In my case, I was just at the wrong place at the wrong time. So after I was marked, father literally threw me out of the house. It had been raining for days, so the road was deep with mud making traveling only harder. Desperately dragging myself, I managed to make it into town. Draiks backed away at the sight of my markings, but stayed somewhat close, I was just a hatchling. Finally one came to the realization of who my family was. She recognized that strange dull purple color which covered every inch of me. My father was known to use excessive force and unusually cruel methods of punishment. That one draik decided it best to take me in. She was a poor old draik and I was nothing but a casualty of my father, so the other draiks took pity and decided to help in my raising also. ArtClick and drag these to see the full view. If you don't you cannot take in the full glory of Drethe's magnificent awe-inspiring beauty.
 
Thank you so much for this! Drethe feels pretty now C:  FarewellNeomail Ezilla if you'd like to trade links! 
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