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(All riders have generic “passengers”. Feel free to appoint yourself one of their passengers if you need a ride. Wykla- Melvren, S’kor/Otheli-Trine.)

Wykla, young rider of blue Kameth, surveyed Southern Weyr as her dragon took his time gliding down. His wide wings made it so effortless. She grinned, this was their first chance to visit this Weyr. They had to get a reference point from another rider to come. She had worked out a good excuse to come too. Wykla had allowed a couple passengers to come with them. The one directly behind her, clutched frantically at her belt as Kameth banked in a long circle. As if she or Kameth would drop them.

Satisfied with their dragoneye over-view of the Weyr, Wykla started looking for a place to land. How about there Kameth? She pictured the spot. It wasn’t large as there was more dragons here than she’d expected, but her long winged blue could surely get them in.

Kameth rumbled his agreement. He was the best blue, and flying was his element. With a swirl and flutter of bright blue wings saw His and passengers safely down. He turned his head around to watch the dismounting. Aerith and Hers are here Mine. Boreal appeared from between with a pleased cheep. He settled on His girl’s shoulder and looked around the unfamiliar Weyr. The bronze was pleased His had let him alone come along.


S’kor reached the ground with a practiced slide down his dragon’s foreleg. He turned then to assist his passengers down from the wide back. Even when Scarath crouched it could still be daunting. Once everyone was had feet on the ground, he gave an affection slap to his dragon. We’ll be here awhile I think. Go make yourself comfortable. He turned to watch a nervous green nearby and her rider helping down passengers aswell.
Scarath rumbled affectionately to His. Will you bring me back those pastries you promised? Blue eyes fastened on the man standing at his side. The bronze was sure there would be many new tasty things to try here. Dynith’s is almost done Mine. She will be right over. S’kor gave a hearty laugh and nodded. “Aye, I did promise remember? You’ll get your danties. Just don’t go trying to squeeze into their kitchens okay Scarath?” He felt the dragons indignation.


Optheli had fewer passengers than her brother, but she still took the time to see them down. A hand rested on her nervous green’s neck to keep her from fidgeting. Dynith had been a bundle of nerves since Optheli had mentioned wanting to go. She was use to the anxieties and soothed them automatically. It’s alright Dynith. Do you want me to leave ismay with you? The green flit loved to curl up with the anxious green dragon.
Dynith shifted her hauntches as her eyes whirled yellow. There are so many dragons Mine. Many more dragons than in her own Weyr for sure. Yes Mine. She settled down and made herself as small as she could; she didn’t want to be in the way of the bigger dragons. Hopefully no one would try to land on her. Ismay hummed and fluttered up to her favorite spot on the green’s neck.

Optheli grinned and gave the green muzzle an affection caress. “Don’t worry dear. We won’t be long.” The greenrider strolled happily over to S’kor and Scarath. “Thanks for waiting. Shall we be off?”

Mercy/Aerith - Malvren

'Perhaps' Aerith allowed although not being the type to take a compliment - and she considered praise to her agility a compliment - without giving one in return she thoughtfully added 'But I imagine that you can fly for a good bit longer then I can..and started sooner as well, all of my clutchmates flew before I did' She admitted and she doubted that it would have been different had she been born into any other clutch. 'And you will get to fight the thread, mine says I will not be allowed' She continued on in a slightly disappointed tone. Although Mercy had explained several times that they would simply find another way to help Pern - it was still hard to be a dragon and not be allowed to do what you were born to do.

When the blues rider offered a slightly terse nod Mercy returned it with a small smile, patting Aerith's neck absently as the other rider strode off. It was more then sad really - in days past they might have spoken to one another and while Aerith relayed the apology from Lerath, Mercy scratched her white affectionately "It's alright, times are hard I understand" She responded knowing that the white would pass it on.

'Mine says it is understandable' Aerith relayed back to the blue before turning her thoughts to the more troublesome comment the other had made 'I certainly hope not - mine has told me that the bronze who sired my clutch was from Benden, it would be a shame to have to fight him..or any of the others. Mine does not believe that a dragonrider was responsible for the attacks, no dragonrider she says could ever hurt a bonded pair' Aerith herself wasn't sure what to think but Mercy's opinion seemed to make sense to the white and so she parroted that for the time being

Having spotted the arrival of Kameth, Aerith sent him a happy greeting and relayed their arrival to Mercy before turning her attention back to Lerath. Mercy waved at Wykla as she landed though she wasn't sure if she had seen them - what with helping her passengers off and then she was distracted when someone called out her name. Turning about she spotted Adi waving to her and gave the other rider a bright smile "Hey Adi" She greeted the other and feeling better now that she had seen two others from Malvren she headed towards the other girl. "Turning out to be quite a crowd isn't it" she remarked as she got closer.


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D'lin/Plexith - Trine

"I've been watching the lessons from time to time" D'lin commented - both he and Plexith agreed it was a wise thing to do and made time for it whenever they had the chance, with both the current tensions between the Weyrs and the upcoming threat of thread it was simply nice to know how those they might fly with someday were coming along. "She's an eager one your Halith but there's nothing wrong with that" Sure the green tended to rush once in a while but D'lin was sure that both she and Ceta would come into their own with a bit more flying under their belts - they had only been flying for a short time after all.

Plexith had easily found Halith and her black clutchmate. 'Halith, Zetath' The older bronze greeted the two while he settled nearby in a slightly quieter manner then Haliths exuberant greeting, the blue, Neptanth, was around as well but currently playing in the water so Plexith let him be. Plexith wasn't sure which game Halith was speaking of - but he'd become accustomed to the greens hyper ways and decided that if he didn't question her about it perhaps she would forget about it. ' There are many here today' He commented instead as a way of opening polite conversation with the two.

"So she has - I think Plexith has decided it's his duty to watch over the younger dragons here today" D'lin remarked with a slight laugh and really he supposed the younger dragons could do worse then having a bronze looking after them. "We've been..about as well as we can be I think, Plexith was quite upset of course when Brakiath went off, we can only thank her for saving Abigail" And of course hope for the Weyrwomen's recovery.

'Scarath has arrived' Plexith told D'lin 'Along with that nervous green Dynith' He added after a few moments - he didn't sound to thrilled about the nervous green but there was certainly some relief in his voice when he spoke of Scarath - while Plexith thought that he of course was the best bronze at Trine it was still nice to have a second bronze around - just in case. 'Scarath, Dynith' He greeted them cordially before inviting them both to come and rest alongside he and the other Trine dragons.

Glancing over at the landing area D'lin thought he could see the massive hide of his fellow bronzeriders dragon but they had moved far enough away now that short of yelling he couldn't very well greet them. Well maybe he'd run into him later.

(S'kiro/Neptanth-Trine)
S'kiro watched as His went into the water. The large blue made quite an impression out there. Mine, some of my clutchmates are here. You should talk to Theirs. The rider turned, making his way towards the others of Trine. He was curious to know what they were thinking about having Benden and Malvren riders and... Was that a Wher? He shook his head, continuing his way to Halith's rider.

Before he got far, a blue and gold flit joined him. "Ishbel, Sprite. What are you two doing here?" He hadn't got much more out when the deep gratitude came from Neptanth. It seemed the others where getting his spots. "Well you two, lets go see what we have going on." There were so many people, he was getting nervous.

((V'al and Lerath - Trine))


V’al looked over the grounds, his gaze slow and full of gravitas uncommon in a young man of seventeen turns. Except for his own dragon who was too curious to keep to himself, it seemed that everyone was respecting the strange tension in the air and staying away from anyone who didn’t have their own weyr’s colors on their shoulders. He could even spot the large group of his wingmates, chatting amongst themselves. Even Optheli, who he had once shared a weyr with, and her timid Dynith had been coaxed into the camaraderie. Normally, V’al would have been amongst them, or at least close enough to listen to their conversation, but this wasn’t usual, and he hadn’t come to Southern to fraternize with comrades he could see any time.

He was trying to decide if there was anyone from Malvren willing to talk politics with a technically former ally when he spotted a young man who looked similar to himself from a distance scurrying off into the shadows near the entrance of the meeting hall. His expression cooled further (it was somehow possible) and he ambled in the same direction. Closer, he was able to make out – of course– Benden’s colors in the fellow’s knots, as well as the shade of a wherhandler. What legitimate reason could he even be here for? It was know the handlers and their beasts were springing up like weeds now that the weyrs were off balance, but as far as the young rider was concerned they were better suited for their traditional roles. “I can’t decide,” he intoned as he stopped a few paces away from Tsubari and hooked a thumb over his belt, “if you’re eavesdropping or waiting to count heads when the Weyrleaders come out.”

(Tsubari-Benden)
Just as he reached the shade and let his eyes adjust to the glare of the sun, a voice caught him slightly off guard. The nineteen year old handler turned to look at who would talk to him like that. Tsubari was expecting to see a brown or possibly a brozne rider, but the knots shown that the young man infront of him was just a blue rider. His lips quirked into a small smirk, "And you are the self appointed guard, I take it?" If he was going to get into trouble just for wanting to be in the sun, he would prefer it to be from someone in charge.

Optheli managed to peer around the male bodies and spot another Trine rider. "Cetalese! Good to see you. How are you and Halith doing?" She greeted the other rider enthusiastically. Let her brother have his chitchat.

Cetalese looked back to Optheli with surprise, but her gentle smile was warm. "We've been doing well. It's been a while since I've seen you. How are you and Dynith?" Ceta tended not to forget names, and she was doing her best to memorize the riders she came into contact with at the weyr. Scarath and S'kor she remembered well, and she'd only had to ask Lina about the other rider to get Optheli's name and that of her Green so many months ago. Optheli and S'kor must have just arrived, as Ceta couldn't remember seeing their dragons. Then again, there were so many here, it was possible she had missed them.

"Did you just arrive?" Halith had been helping her in some ways. Ceta was more used to continuing conversation now, though that usually didn't last very long. Still, she spoke more often now than she had in Turns past.