"We can stay here for now, thank you," Kassia said. She bent and retrieved the piece in question and held it out to Ysolde. "I believe this is yours. I picked it up to have a better look. Stealing

"Ah, I see. My oldest is a Northbred brown I Impressed to back in Crom. I trained whers there for the mines with good success." There may or may not have been pride in Diagir's tone. "I've been bonded

((Of course I would choose only the most beautiful of golds to speak to first!)) Sunstreath asserted. ((And I will bring you fish, whenever you wish!)) A pause. ((Mine comes, to also meet you.)) --

"Friend of yours?" Yiyu queried softly, studying the graceful animal.

"This is one of those things you learn *only* by practising," Cremsden said dryly. "I'll set you a list every few days. You learn them by rote, you practise and you practise more. Get your friends to

"Numbweed is there to prevent the injury hurting unbearably, not to allow you to continue as normal because it doesn't hurt." Cremsden rattled off the speech with the ease of much practice as he

Z'go took the note and folded it neatly before putting it in his pocket and snorted, "First insisting about the flight injury, now offering to slather numbweed on me? If I didn't know you I'd think

"And I'm sure you didn't provoke him in *any way*." Cremsden gave him a hard look. "Apprentices are still apprentices and still learning. That's kinda the point. I'll be having a chat later. However,

"Your apprentices don't seem to feel the same way," Z"go replied coolly. "Especially that boy. Or perhaps he didn't know where the cots were." - Z"go

Cremsden sighed. "Truth is, wouldn't matter *what* you'd done, you step in this room and you get the same treatment," he said, applying himself to writing the note. He considered that statement and

"Look, I know you're damn good at your job," Z'go replied quickly. "Why do you think I came do you?" He watched the man carefully for a moment. "Thank you, for your help," Z'go said, his voice

She understood perfectly what he meant. Up until now she'd been given leeway in that regard, though more and more she'd felt the pressure of knowing it. Though Aruithil had done her best to practice

Cremsden looked startled he had even asked. "It's a generic Healer note," he said with a shrug. "Says you've visited the Infirmary and I advise that you avoid drills and rest up for four days with

"Z'go is a special case," Aruithil replied, entering the classroom with the candidate. "I don't care if he is rude; there are a lot of rude people, especially when they are suffering. Z'go,

Z'go nodded as Cremsden spoke, liking what he was hearing. Just jarred, just some bruising, not broken, no need to drop his pants. He was agreeable to everything until Cremsden mentioned his

"I... have no idea..." Leodred replied, looking into the darkness from where the sound had come. Then, out of the darkness, from where that dreadful sound had come... a form of something began to

Was he calling her a fool? Well, if the shoe fit. He decided not to reply and instead knelt with her to examine the contents of the box. When she popped the top off of the lid the smell of fellis

Released from the Guard's grip, Ysolde leapt back a foot or two out of his reach. Her abject horror was fighting tooth and claw with the blazing fury that was still trying to win the day. Even under

Desille was having a bit of a moment as she dashed towards the crafthalls, freaking out over how she was going to get Doryth out without anyone seeing him Faranth! How had he even got into their in

The extent of Yiyu's personable nature was exhausted. She simply shook her head and resumed ehr book, deciding she was beating her head against a stone wall.