Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty
It reminded him of an old memory he could scarcely recall, of lines of stone plates all leaning against one another above a hill, in a swamp. revaramek swept in just above the treetops. pines and firs bent beneath his wings.
Revaramek The Resplendent: Chapters Ninety Five - Ninety Seven
I’m sure korakos was speaking swamp dragon when he spoke it, but swamp dragon is…” he tossed his head, frills flattened. “well, who even knows if we descended from dragons native to that marsh, or escaped storyteller slaves?
Neither One Thing, Nor the Other, Chapter 1
While a true dragon she was a knucker, or swamp-dragon. her kind was sleeker and had fewer horns or spines then most other dragons, and her scales were smaller and finer.
chapter three
The 'swamp dragon might be using these people as incubators ( similar like facehuggers but does not kill the host might become part of the host) using these people hatch the hatchling the 'swamp dragon might be using these people
I've Been Reincarnated as a Bunny Girl?! Ch. 4
It was a swamp dragon staff, meaning that it was great with poison, disease, and paralysis-related spells. with some practice, a dedicated magic user could use it to help with healing very nasty injuries and infections.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter One Hundred Five
He slipped into the swamp dragon tongue, pointing to one of the va’chaak. “mirelle says that one’s hers!” nyramyn lifted her muzzle from the ale, licking droplets from her nose. “is he?” she canted her head. “i _do_ see the resemblance.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapters Ninety Eight - One Hundred
The dragon spoke in his own language first. mirelle understood little aside from names. spoken in the swamp dragon tongue, they took on new inflections. her own name and nyramyn’s sounded smoother and more fluid.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapters One Hundred Three and One Hundred Four
That dragon hasn't caused us any trouble since." "and just think mirelle, you might have been her inspiration." he switched into the swamp dragon tongue, whispering to his mate. "now i'm trying to get under her skin by jumping around topics."
Thus Spake The Oracle
Well, there were still the swamp-dragons and white dragons to consider, on that front, but no doubt there were _plans_ for that… he really couldn’t help it, could he?
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty Three
Before her people had settled here, the marshes must have belonged to the va’chaak, and the swamp dragons like revaramek. and the forests once belonged to the urd’thin and the gryphons, or so she thought.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Three
"what...what sort of naming conventions do the swamp dragons have?" nyramyn held the blanket swatch under the dribbling water, rinsing it. "i've no idea. i know what i'm called, and what you're called, and what some of the other dragons were named.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Eighty
He saw asterbury and vakaal, one in the swamp and one in the sand. as quickly as they came, the maelstrom of memories shattered and faded back into the recesses of the dragon's subconscious, fragmented and scrambled.