Thranda walks to the first door on the right. It is made of a mateiral you cannot identify. As you step in, you gasp. Rows upon rows of glass boxes - all closed - greet your eyes. The boxes have eggs of every color, some even mulitcolored or rainbow. You step forward, but Thranda puts out a slender arm and stops you. "This is the hatchery," she says. "To adopt an egg, you must email me this information:

Your name:
Egg number you want:
Your Dragon's name:
Your webpage(if any):

Understand?" You nod. "Now," she continues. "When you tell me that, I will email you the next stage of your dragon when it is old enough." Thranda now allows you to step forward. Smiling, she says one last comment. "You will not be able to predect the type of dragon that comes from your egg. Two people may get different types of dragon from the same egg."