Nothing. Nothing is heard, nothing is seen, except for the bronze there before you. The hatching is gone, there is nothing else to see. The moment has come, the moment that many have longed for all their lives. <<I am Memnarth. Forever yours B'ran. >> A friend to be by your side every day tills the end of all days, a shoulder to cry on, and someone to laugh with. Together forever, nothing will part the two.

Description: Deep bronze velvet runs over the back and wings of this dragon. When his wings are unfurled, silvery streaks are exposed, running down his belly and underside of his wings, melting into coppery patches that slowly darken to the deep, rich bronze at the base of those wings. The velvetly bronze color flows unblemished down this dragon's well muscled back, ending in an /extremely/ long tail. A myriad of colors embrace his regal headknobs--a crown of shadowy silver, amber, and just the faintest touch of tarnished green. All in all,the picture this dragon presents is one of imposing size, intelligence, and a regal bearing.
 

Max Length: This bronze is going to be huge! Right now, there are some hints as to the size he'll attain, but he's a bit clumsy and ungainly. His tail is something that will cause you both a bit of frustration over the coming year, as it seems to be conserably larger than it should be. Never fear, he will grow into it. His wings are also a bit large for the size of his torso at the moment. But all of these parts of your lifemate will come together to form a magnigicent creature of power, grace, and agility. It will just take a bit of time.

Mind Voice: Memnarth's mindvoice is a caressing summer wind flowing through your mind, colored in warm, velvety jewel tones. His words have an educated and cultural tone, but he's rarely snobby. He just seems to always pick the right words to express himsef. Aloud, Memnarth has a bass rumble. Not too deep, but not high enough to be tenor either. And he's not shy about vocalizing to anyone or anything when he feels the need.

Temper:  Memnarth, from the day you impress him, is everthing a bronze should be. He's very aware of his status, as a bronze--as well as one of the largest bronze dragons ever to crack shell. But at the same time, that doesn't show in condescension, but in a deep respect for his responsibilities and others around him. If it weren't for his regal bearing and gentle mindtouch, Memnarth might be marked as nosy. But none can call him anything but caring. Oh, but don't take Memnarth for being stuffy, or stodgy, because he's not. He has a razor sharp wit that can make you laugh until you cry, or draw blood in an instant. Although, he'll only draw blood if he can't reach you any other way. And his favorite pastime? Female watching. Of both the draconic and human species. Only in his most serious moments, will Memnarth's eye not wander at the sight of a shiny green or gold. Or maybe even at a pretty brunette, or redhead.
 

Itchy Spots: Belly, belly, belly! Are you sure you got that? Oh, will this huge bronze dragon beg you to spend /hours/ scratching and oiling his belly. << I am telling you B'ran, the problem is those silver streaks. They /itch/! >> And this dragon will seem to wear away stone with his constant rubbing to alleviate the itch. You'll have to be doubly carefull about oiling him, as he won't have a huge amount of control over this. But never fear, once Memnarth reaches maturity, the terrible itching will taper off. << And as you can see, I did not rub off my silver streaks B'ran. I believe I told you they wouldn't come off! >>

Name Inspiration: This dragon's name was inspired by the vessel originally captained by John Sheridan. The vessel's name was the Aggememnon, and was state of the art on its maiden voyage. It was the best of the best, and the biggest of the big. Hence the inspriation.