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S'kor was not the only one awaiting the caravans approach with baited breath. Though Niyx had strode far from her mother and father's footsteps she was still the daughter of a caravan woman who'd won a wandering harper's heart. No amount of theories, her love of her mysterious craft, nor even her fascination with the dragons she know shared a new found home with could change that.

And so the tall copper haired candidate had rushed about her chores, well rushed as much as her pride would allow her. After all what would the candidate master say if he reviewed her work and found the clothes poorly washed? Cursing her pride, but taking pleasure in her perfect work as usual Niyx had rushed back to the candidate barracks grabbing some of her new theories and letters she'd wanted to send home and shoving them in the pouch that hung from the bright red wrap around her waist.

After all she couldn't be sure if her parents would be with THIS caravan, it wasn't unheard of for them to switch over or her grandfathers smaller one to join with the larger caravans for safety. On the other hand they did tend to visit the Weyr around this time of year and even if they weren't with this one surely this caravan would run into them eventually and could pass off her letters.

Dashing down to the caravan entrance her long legs allowing Niyx to take loping gaits making the rather wirey catlike girl appear as a blur of color. Looping around a corner though she skid to a stop her thick sandals kicking up a bit of dirt as she paused blinking up at a rider and his massive bronze the lounged near the entrance. Where they awaiting the caravan as well?

Niyx turned eyeing the bronzerider for a moment, gray blue eyes seeming to pick him over as if weighing and calculating every detail in a diagram. "No." She stated her tone level before warming into a smile, the action tinting the edge of her lips as they tilted up with amusement. "I'm waiting on the caravan dear bronzerider. Are you awaiting it too?" Niyx asked settling to the side not far from S'kor to wait. Even if she was more the thinker then the singer her fathers harper blood ran true if only in grace and bearing despite her more awkwardly acrobatic frame.

Like a canine that hadn't quite grown into it's paws yet, but held the hints of it's grown form in it's movement. "My name is Niyx. What might your name be sir? And who? Might I ask is your handsome dragon?" And she ended her question in a delighted sigh. "He's beautiful. I would love to see him in flight. Do you think he'd mind if I tried to draw him?" She asked ever the curious girl and specially when confronted with the chance to view a bronze so closely.

"Well then it's lovely to meet you S'kor and bronze Scarath." She replied and though his voice warmed with humor she was rather worried her greeting had somehow offended the man. After all being only a candidate and one from perhaps not the most respected of crafts she didn't often deal with others.

Not that she particularly mind, Niyx had always been one to prefer the company of scrolls to people. After all scrolls couldn't snap at you or be insulted or worse betray you. Scrolls were logical, predictable, and their stories and words offered endless possibilities. "My father is a travelling harper and my mother a trader. They often come to the Weyr this time of year and I was hoping that they might be traveling with this caravan or that the caravan might bring news of them." Niyx explained her eyes widening a fraction with rather well dealt with surprise at the bronzes consent. Trying not to give away too much of her excitement she fumbled with her waist pouch nearly spilling out half of her theories and sketches in doing so in search of a clean hide. Only a quick flick of the wrist and well honed reflexes saves the older hides from meeting their fate in the dust. Letting out a sigh of relief and checking her work had not been smudged she once more tucked the carefully penned problems away drawing out a clean hide and piece of charcoal to draw with.

"Oh he needn't open his wings if he doesn't wish it." Niyx hastily assured S'kor with a quirk of a smile her lifting a hand to brush a strand of short wild copper hair from her face to be tucked once more under her red headband and the metal goggles that rested on them. "In fact~" Niyx paused turning to the bronze not quite sure how to address a dragon. "Bronze Scarath please poise how ever you feel the most comfortable. It won't take me long to do the outline sketch, the details and shading don't require quite as much stillness."

He relaxed enough to give her a sketchy bow from where he sat and a smile. A rumble came from the bronze at her greeting. "He gives his greeting." S'kor took interest in her when she mentioned her mother being a trader. "You're mother is a trader? It might interest you that I am an ex-trader." His eyes flickered to the large bronze head over head as the reason he stopped.

"I haven't gotten any news that the Camrann Caravan has anyone new with them this time. That's the one that's due in some time. It's the one I was with actually. I hope they have word of your parents for you." He didn't hear much from his own mother, but he enjoyed conversing with his father with they stopped at the Weyr. Scarath politely kept his wings folded and tried to pose to give her the best angle. Tell her I am ready Mine.

S'kor chuckled, "draw as you will Niyx." Don't get a big head over this. Or should I ask her to bring you a treat for your services? He teased the male. A gold suddenly came in to land and he stood up. He gave a deep respectful bow to her and her rider. "Greetings Goldrider. You would be Narisa and Cepheith I believe? S'kor and Bronze Scarath."

Scarath despite trying to stay still gave a deep croon of welcome to the gold. Likewise to you and Yours Cepheith. What brings you out this fine day? He eyed the young gold appreciatively.

"You are most welcome. We are waiting for the caravan that's due within the next day or so." He smiled and inclined his head to her. "Thanks. I can only try to help fill the gaps that have been left."

A pleasant smile and a return bow was given to the bronzerider. She couldn't recall ever meeting him in person. But, is she remembered right, he was Optheli's brother. "Yes, that would be us. It's a pleasure to finally meet you, S'kor. Scarath." She gave him friendly and slightly teasing grin. "I've heard much about the two of you from Optheli."

Just stretching my wings and trying not to feel so cooped up. The gold replied absently, head tilted as she observed the other human female. She was doing something strange with the writing materials. Standing beside her rider still, Cepheith lowered her head enough to blink down at the scribbles and lines the girl drew. What is she doing? The gold asked Scarath curiously.

"The caravan you say?" There was a caravan due soon, wasn't there? She gave herself a mental sigh. It was difficult trying to keep up with everything happening within the Weyr. Especially with so many injured and the changes having to be made within the wings. "Well I'm glad that there is someone kind enough to await their arrival." Her smile softened a little, a hint of weariness and sadness in her gaze. "Aye. We very much appreciate those like you doing what you can to help."

Her gaze turned towards the other girl that seemed to have been sketching the bronze. She gave the girl a big smile. "Forgive my rudeness. I am Narisa and this is Cepheith!"

Ever since the campaign's had started Eliza had looked upon it as a reason to go out and do her favorite thing..talk to people. Velath had been just as excited and often followed her's around like a green shadow overhead as Eliza sought out and interviewed all the candidates she could find.

At the moment they were following D'lin as he made his way up the path ahead of him 'Velath tell him to wait!' The green rider asked her dragon who was, as always, more then eager to help. 'Plexith!' The green bid D'lin's bronze 'Mine asks if your's can wait for her"

When D'lin paused ahead and looked backwards Eliza picked up the pace and hurried to catch up, as she rounded the corner and caught up she noted a group of other's just ahead..one of them was S'kor! What luck,,now she could talk to two of the campaigners at the same time! Catching up with D'lin she beamed at him. "Where are you headed? Going to talk to the others there?" She asked the bronzerider as she fell into step beside him.

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D'lin had been heading to find S'kor in the hopes that he might know someone on the approaching caravans that he could talk to about some leather, S'kor had dealt in spices as far as D'lin knew but surely he knew someone who might be able to get him what he needed.

Of course he also wanted to talk to him about the campaigns and possible future wing positions, as he approached however he took note of the small group already surrounding his fellow bronze rider, Plexith of course made sure to point out that Cepheith and hers were a part of the group.

'Velath ask that you wait for her's' The bronze suddenly added and slightly puzzled D'lin paused and turned...only to spot Eliza fairly bouncing towards him from down the pathway. He had already heard from a couple of other campaigners about the green riders flurry of questions and had only been awaiting her ambush..perhaps if he hurried he could reach the group ahead and she'd be too distracted to focus all of her questions on him.

"Eliza" He greeted the young women politely as she dropped into step beside him and they continued on their way "I was hoping to speak with S'kor yes" He confirmed as they drew closer and D'lin raised a hand in greeting to those ahead.

By Niyx's answer, he almost thought she wouldn't show it to him. But just as quickly the hide turned to him. S'kor leaned down and peered at it appreciatively. Once or twice he peered up at the bronze who arched his neck. It was still very rough, but he could tell it was his bronze; perhaps he was just biased. "I like it....." He didn't get much chance to go on as she went back to work.

S'kor glanced instinctively toward the road. Still no sign of the caravan. He wondered if they'd even show up today. Unless they were really close to their destination, they always stopped at a certain time. Making camp, even in prepared areas, took time. When he turned back he was pleasantly surprised to see D'lin coming their way. Though he didn't know the woman with him, he waved back to show he'd spotted them.

All too quickly the girl turned the hide back toward him. His eyebrows raised slightly in surprise as he saw it. There was no doubt now who it was meant to be. The dragon gave a pleased croon at the hide. "That certainly does capture him doesn't it? Were you set on keeping that piece?" He looked at her curiously. S'kor while willing to let her keep that one, wanted one for himself.

Scarath rumbled a greeting to D'lin. How is Yours Plexith? He greeted his fellow bronze before peering down at the girl by him. Mine, if she does another you should be in it too. His eyes whirled happily.