Commander Shepard wrote:Uneasily you touch your egg for the first time, and whisper what you wish to tell it.
"Well... I have to admit, I don't really know what to expect of you. But I mean... you look like a heart, I'm sure... even if you're scary looking, you spit poison or fire or what have you... I like to think you'll be a good soul, over all-- not even exactly gentle, but merciful over wrath, you know? And you'll have to tell me when we meet-- I wouldn't feel right calling you a girl or boy or whatever else without knowing how you feel about it! I'm sure we'll get along great though, and perhaps I'll have to have you meet some of my other companions, I'd love it if you could befriend even one of them! I'm curious to see what you do, too... will you be magical? Or just a wonder of the natural world... I'll love it either way, though, I can promise you that!"
It twitches in response, having heard you and felt you.
The egg jumps around, before two heads shyly crack out of the egg. Um, weird.
Congratulations on your new bundle of joy! This two-headed dragon can't seem to get along most of the time, getting into petty squabbles very often throughout childhood. Adolescence comes with a bit of a calming, but also brings up their desire to hoard. The left, forked tongued head seems to enjoy hoarding small animals. It seems this ended up as a result of the love for others you imprinted on them! The right head has a tendency to hoard skulls, as a result of interactions with your other companions.
The left head spits poison, while the other spits fire-- maybe you shouldn't have mentioned that!
Good luck-- and we here at Curio LLC would like to remind you that once you've touched and bonded with the egg, it is your full responsibility. We are not responsible for any burned down houses or poisoned companions.