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 Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 10:11 am
"Faramith and I have been on a trip across Pern.. to clear our minds.. couldn't really handle the situation anymore since Damia left.."
He looked down to ground when he said Damia's name, it still hurt.
"We had a great time But we both knew it was time to return to the Weyr.. speaking of the weyr, it seems a lot has changed here since Fara and I left"
He looks at Isskio and smiles.. " Hey, how are you doing " He says as he pets the little firelizard's head.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 10:23 am
Ray shrugs. "Yeah, a lot has changed. Shivvy's been very ill lately, so I've taken over the Weyrling training. Beriardi is currently the Weyrwoman, and we've got a clutch on the sands."
((Actually, Shivvy's been very busy with school, but for the RP we're just saying she's sick))
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 10:30 am
(( Ahh ok good to know.. I was wondering were she was ))
" Hmm that doesn't sound to good.. I hope she gets better soon. But good to know the weyr is in good hands.. Beriardi is a very capable dragonrider and with you as weyrling master there cant go anything wrong " He smiles warmly at Rayinte.
"So how's the clutch doing, any complications or is everything going well ?
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 10:39 am
Ray shrugs. "It was sired by a brown, so the chances of a queen are almost nothing. It's a fairly small clutch as Fall clutches go, a dozen eggs, though they might not all hatch. We'll be getting some candidates from Fort after the hatching there is done."
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 10:47 am
"As longs as the dragons can fly and fight thread they are good dragons.. no matter how big the clutch was they came from" .. He grabs a chair and sits down at the table.. "Ahh yes I noticed a lot of dragons in the air and assumed it was because of a hatching.. Fara told me it was at Fort"
"How is Wrath doing by the way? "
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 11:43 am
Ray nods. "Yup, at Fort. Wrath is grouchy; she clutched around the same time as Glith--Fort's queen--and she doesn't want me to go. So I've been sitting around, wondering how things are going at the Hatching."
She stood up and creaked. "I was looking for the last few people who requested an egg from Isskio's clutch, but I imagine most of them are at Fort now, so I'm going to go take a nap. See you later, A'nash."
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2004 7:05 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2004 10:00 am
"have a nice nap, Ray" A'nash said as he stood up as well. After Rayinte had left he walked up to the weyr bowl, to see if anyone was there.
(( Hey Ava biggrin ))
As he sees theres noone around at the weyr bowl, He decides to go to the hatching grounds.....
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 7:50 am
Carefully carrying the pot holding the precious egg that she'd been given, she found a nice warm hearth to keep it warm. Placing the pot near the heat of the flames, she sighed in delight. Soon, she would have an adorable little flit to watch...
To chase, you mean. Are you sure about this? They seem kinda, well, flighty and silly. Faith's voice sounded slightly contemptuous.
What do you expect from a creature barely a fraction of you size?
It won't even be useful, I bet. You just wait and see.
Would you like me to give it back? Ava would rather that than have Faith upset with her.
The queen thought about this a moment before answering. No, I'll let you ingulge in your little fancy flitty. Besides, all the ones around here seem to be grown already. I want to see what they look like just-hatched. In a better mood, the gold curled up comfortably again, and resumed her nap by the lake.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 3:59 pm
Kya chewed on a meatroll in the lower caverns, wondering if another mug of klah would wake him up... Of course... the previous five hadn't, but one more couldn't hurt, right?
He couldn't remember getting back to the weyr, but he must have at some point or he wouldn't be here. Nakoreth was sleeping still... maybe that was why he couldn't seem to focus? It had been a long time since he and the brown had slept on different schedules--aside from Nakoreth's tendency to take afternoon naps. But those were... different somehow.
K'makin couldn't figure out why he and Nakoreth were so exhausted. They'd been getting enough sleep, hadn't they? He couldn't quite recall. He had been shorting himself the past few days, what with Threadfall and the Hatching and the feast.
Finally he decides that the klah isn't helping, and gets up to dunk his head in the weyr's lake.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 4:02 pm
((*pokes Kya* Someone's been having a few too many of those fancy wines, eh?))
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 4:08 pm
Rayinte ((*pokes Kya* Someone's been having a few too many of those fancy wines, eh?)) (( *groan* So maybe I can't hold my liquor.)) Kya wonders how to shake lakewater out of his hair without shaking his head. He hadn't thought of this problem when he dunked his head in the lake... but now it seemed incredibly important that he not shake his head too hard. He leaned over and tried to sluice out as much water as he could from his hair. The icy water seemed to help, a little bit. Carefully standing upright, he ran his fingers through his hair, as excess water trickled down his back. Trying very hard not to yelp, K'makin headed toward the hatching grounds. It seemed to be the new social hangout of the Weyr, for some reason. Maybe Ray knew a good headache remedy.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 5:15 pm
::Myyth entered the court yard, and she was almost shaking with excitment. Even as she looked about at what could become her new home she thoguht back to the chain of events that had brought her here today.::
::A few days before, Myyth had been helping here Mom, a weaver, with a wall hanging intended for some holder or other. Myyth had been doing the repetive work for perhaps an hour before her best friend, Shila, had come by to see what she was up to. Noticeing Myyth's look of intense boredom she smiled somewhat evily.::
"Myyth I heard some dragonriders are comeing for a search or something, do you want to seak up to the hold and watch?"
::Myyth smiled but looked back at the unfinished weaving worriedly.::
"I Have to do this. Do you remember the time we went up to the lake? It was to be just for an hour. My mom nearly killed me when I tried to sneak in at sunrise the next morning! Besides that we need this done for the next gather, if we're late with another commission..........
::Shila rolled her eyes and shook her head before speaking again.::
"It won't come to that. The hold isn't that far away, after all.................
:: An hour or so later Myyth and Shila both stood in the hold's main feasting hall with a dozen or so of the other young people. Most of them had looks of excitment and fear on their faces, a few even looked a bit sick! And there, in the back row, stood Myyth and Shila.::
::Myyth looked over at Shila and began to hiss quietly under her breath:
"It'll only take an hour, what could go wrong"? you said. "We'd just be looking" You said. And now look where are we. We're standing to be chosen for a hatching? "
::Myyth waved her hands to express her frustration.::
"They will know we should not be here. Dragons can sense lies they say!!!" Shila laughed. "So what if they do? Once they choose us to be candidates for the hatching we can leave here just as we always said we would"
:: Myyth smiled even as she thought back to the fateful day. Shila had been so right, and yet so wrong. Suddenly Myyth heard a voice from beside a here and she turned around to see a woman standing beside her.::
"You're that new candidate up from Ruatha Holds arn't you? A well, pity theres no one here to meet you, but there was just a hatching up a fort don't ya know? I can show ya down to your room. The old woman smiled happily and gave her a pleased look. "I'll even see about your candidates robe. Dratted things arn't made for girls, much less one of your height.
I'll see what I can do."
::Myyth smiled and said:: "No I should be fine with my robe, my mom is a weaver so I can sew, among other things. I highly doubt I can find my way to my room, so some help would be great."
::The old woman nodded her head.:: "Alright dear, I'll at least see that you get one of the smaller robes then. Your room is this way."
::Myyth followed the old woman down the wide hallway in the weyr. "I wonder what else could happen to me today?" She thought somewhat ruefully::
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 10:13 pm
"No, stop it sweetie, that tickles," Kya mumbles sleepily with a playful grin, shoving away the delightful girl who was nibbling his ear. She licked his nose and moved away a moment. Then she bit it. Yelping, Kya rolled out of his sleeping furs, finding a gold flit attached to his nose. He cussed. "Isskio, get your (blank)ing (bleep)ing teeth OUT OF MY ( eek )ing nose!!!" Satisfied that K'makin was awake, Isskio released his bruised appendage and nuzzled the eggpot on the hearth, crooning encouragement. Kya stared at it blankly, then she hissed at him and he realized it was hatching. Thanking the hangover that kept him from undressing when he stumbled back into bed, Kya snatched up the wobbling eggpot and dashed headlong for the Hatching Grounds. He'd completely forgotten to keep food on hand, but he recalled in his fuzzy haze that Rayi mentioned keeping the Grounds well stocked. ( part two)
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 9:37 pm
the blue Zoreth split from between to deposit T'thia on the ground of Benden wyre from the fort hatching. she imediatley ran for some oil and found her dragon sunning on the ledge his bronze hide patchy in some places
"Arizath i'm sorry!"
the dragon opened a sleepy eye
it's alright, but i would like to be oiled now
T'thia held up the pots of oil she'd grabbed and the rag for oiling. she dipped it in the first pot and began to work on the most discolored part of her dragons hide, Arizath crooned in delight at the comfort of the oil against his skin
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