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Re: (Razelth's Clutch) The Ground Rules (Attn: Any Candidates)

 

Remaining silent and lurking near the back of the assembled candidates, Kyrel let out a low whistle upon hearing the goldrider's retort to the question asked. Inexperience with Weyr life meant he had many queries, but after hearing that the gold might be bored enough to speak to visitors, only one stood out in his mind. His hand rose slowly, uncertainly, and with his height it would have been impossible to miss. He would wait to be pointed toward before speaking, face deadly serious. "Will.. will the eggs talk back to us, too?"


On Tue, Mar 24, 2020, 7:50 PM <mglady3@...> wrote:
It was probably just as well for Asheran that he wasn't the one asking the question. Delysia speared Tyelko with a cool glance. "I believe that the ability to count is still a prerequisite to candidacy." Her voice was pleasant, in the same way steel sheathed in velvet was pleasant. "As such, I'm sure that you can figure out the answer to your question. If not, I'm certain that one of the others will help you."

Her glance, as it turned to Ysolde, was more thoughtful. She'd meet the young woman a few days prior and had been suitably impressed by her intelligence and manners. The girl clearly wanted to curry favor. That in and of itself, Delysia did not take exception to. She knew that it was within her ability to help along the career of an ambitious young rider. And she saw nothing wrong with putting opportunity in the way of a talented individual. However, doing so in front of a class full of candidate seemed... unwise, blatant even. She knew that Ysolde was capable of more subtlety than that. There was a note of reproof in her voice as she responded, albeit of a gentle variety. "I thank you for your offer, Ysolde, but it's not necessary. I think your candidate masters will agree with me when I say that a candidate's only job, at this junction, should be to prepare him or herself for possible impression."

She turned her attention, and a smile on the rest of the candidates, perhaps remind some that Delysia could be a remarkably beautiful and charming woman when she made an effort. "Being a candidate is a lot of work, as I'm sure you all know. It will not get better as a weyrling. Quite on the contrary. You'll find that putting in a little extra work now can take you a long way." She paused to allow that idea to absorb.





On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 11:32 AM Mya L. R. <mleesan@...> wrote:
A Clutch meant there would be Candidates more eager than some of the others.  Mainly the younger ones, or those who'd not stood before, Qioyon qualified for both and he couldn't keep from bouncing in his seat, rather excited over the situation.  There were several people asking question, and he kept swinging his head around looking in their direction, listening, but kept his own month shut for now.  At least waiting for the Goldrider to answer those people as he didn't want to cause her to be swamp with various question.

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The whole Clutch situation wasn't new for Myatka, being Weyrborn meant he'd seen various Hatchings before turning 12.  It was, however, his first clutch since becoming a Candidate so it surprised him how interested he was in the rules Delysia listed, even though most weren't all that surprising for someone familiar with Arolos.  He nodded after each thing Delysia listed off and, once she asked for questions, he looked around in silence to see who'd ask question.  He expected that it'd be more the non-Weyrborns asking questions, expected they'd have more questions than Weyrborns, so didn't want to interrupt those that needed the information.  

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 11:48 AM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu was as far back in the grouping as she could be and still be present. Head lowered, hands clasped, she watched and listened, but couldn't find words to express the myriad of questions circling in her mind.


This wasn't home, she reminded herself. She wouldn't be rebuked for just speaking. She wouldn't. Would she?

On Mar 24, 2020, at 10:37 AM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

Sitting with the other candidates, Rennitz listened to the questions while looking out at Razelth pensively. A new clutch was a wonderful boon to any Weyr- so many possibilities and opportunities. What would it bring? Who would go on to be the Weyr's newest Threadfighters? These questions sat in Rennitz's mind as she listened to the two questions and had to stifle a sigh at Ysolde's pandering. Yes of course one had to be polite to goldriders, especially when their queen had just clutched and one was being given permission to see the eggs, but Faranth's golden egg, this was excessive. The question itself was a good one and Rennitz would absolutely be happy to run errands for Delysia if she chose, or of course Razelth, but the downright wordiness of it had the Keroonian grimacing internally. Why, Ysolde? Just why?

The comment about pets on the sands had Rennitz nodding. Aranck was already interested in the clutch and, Rennitz knew, would be more than happy to run errands for Razelth if she wanted. The brown would be delighted to bring her fish or trinkets and if the gold firelizard wanted anything too, well he'd oblige in an instant. From his perch nearby but out of sight, Aranck sent his agreement eagerly. 



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Re: (Razelth's Clutch) The Ground Rules (Attn: Any Candidates)

mglady3@...
 

It was probably just as well for Asheran that he wasn't the one asking the question. Delysia speared Tyelko with a cool glance. "I believe that the ability to count is still a prerequisite to candidacy." Her voice was pleasant, in the same way steel sheathed in velvet was pleasant. "As such, I'm sure that you can figure out the answer to your question. If not, I'm certain that one of the others will help you."

Her glance, as it turned to Ysolde, was more thoughtful. She'd meet the young woman a few days prior and had been suitably impressed by her intelligence and manners. The girl clearly wanted to curry favor. That in and of itself, Delysia did not take exception to. She knew that it was within her ability to help along the career of an ambitious young rider. And she saw nothing wrong with putting opportunity in the way of a talented individual. However, doing so in front of a class full of candidate seemed... unwise, blatant even. She knew that Ysolde was capable of more subtlety than that. There was a note of reproof in her voice as she responded, albeit of a gentle variety. "I thank you for your offer, Ysolde, but it's not necessary. I think your candidate masters will agree with me when I say that a candidate's only job, at this junction, should be to prepare him or herself for possible impression."

She turned her attention, and a smile on the rest of the candidates, perhaps remind some that Delysia could be a remarkably beautiful and charming woman when she made an effort. "Being a candidate is a lot of work, as I'm sure you all know. It will not get better as a weyrling. Quite on the contrary. You'll find that putting in a little extra work now can take you a long way." She paused to allow that idea to absorb.





On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 11:32 AM Mya L. R. <mleesan@...> wrote:
A Clutch meant there would be Candidates more eager than some of the others.  Mainly the younger ones, or those who'd not stood before, Qioyon qualified for both and he couldn't keep from bouncing in his seat, rather excited over the situation.  There were several people asking question, and he kept swinging his head around looking in their direction, listening, but kept his own month shut for now.  At least waiting for the Goldrider to answer those people as he didn't want to cause her to be swamp with various question.

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The whole Clutch situation wasn't new for Myatka, being Weyrborn meant he'd seen various Hatchings before turning 12.  It was, however, his first clutch since becoming a Candidate so it surprised him how interested he was in the rules Delysia listed, even though most weren't all that surprising for someone familiar with Arolos.  He nodded after each thing Delysia listed off and, once she asked for questions, he looked around in silence to see who'd ask question.  He expected that it'd be more the non-Weyrborns asking questions, expected they'd have more questions than Weyrborns, so didn't want to interrupt those that needed the information.  

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 11:48 AM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu was as far back in the grouping as she could be and still be present. Head lowered, hands clasped, she watched and listened, but couldn't find words to express the myriad of questions circling in her mind.


This wasn't home, she reminded herself. She wouldn't be rebuked for just speaking. She wouldn't. Would she?

On Mar 24, 2020, at 10:37 AM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

Sitting with the other candidates, Rennitz listened to the questions while looking out at Razelth pensively. A new clutch was a wonderful boon to any Weyr- so many possibilities and opportunities. What would it bring? Who would go on to be the Weyr's newest Threadfighters? These questions sat in Rennitz's mind as she listened to the two questions and had to stifle a sigh at Ysolde's pandering. Yes of course one had to be polite to goldriders, especially when their queen had just clutched and one was being given permission to see the eggs, but Faranth's golden egg, this was excessive. The question itself was a good one and Rennitz would absolutely be happy to run errands for Delysia if she chose, or of course Razelth, but the downright wordiness of it had the Keroonian grimacing internally. Why, Ysolde? Just why?

The comment about pets on the sands had Rennitz nodding. Aranck was already interested in the clutch and, Rennitz knew, would be more than happy to run errands for Razelth if she wanted. The brown would be delighted to bring her fish or trinkets and if the gold firelizard wanted anything too, well he'd oblige in an instant. From his perch nearby but out of sight, Aranck sent his agreement eagerly. 



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Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Jessica Freise
 

"Are we?" Yiyu asked softly. "Friends?"

It was a new concept to her. She who had grown up around brothers and father, all ready to beat her down.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 10:16 PM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

"I've been thinking about that myself." At the offer, Rennitz grinned. "Absolutely! I like listening to his lectures anyway, but going with a friend would be even better."

Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Ren
 

"I've been thinking about that myself." At the offer, Rennitz grinned. "Absolutely! I like listening to his lectures anyway, but going with a friend would be even better."

Re: Bathtime (att S'tinas/ any)

Steelsilver
 

"I like the south." I'des agreed. "Went between to the snow, once. Yuck." He nodded a greeting to the other's bronze. "Nice to meet you." A pause, then he was shaking his head. "Not my Sunstreath, not really. Though he certainly took a shine to Foreth the other day." 

ooc: I'des doesn't have a wing placement yet

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 2:43 PM Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:
S’tinas gestured for his bronze to come closer, “At least the heat wasn’t a big change then for you. Which Wing are you from? I’m from CloudDancers.”

((I will do that. I like my own sun anyways.)) Lepturuth said as he came closer to S’tinas.

The bronze rider chuckled as he began scrubbing his bronze, “Lepturuth is very social.”

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On Monday, March 23, 2020, 5:34 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

I'des grinned, shaking his head. "Nah, Ista born and bred, both of us. Sunstreath there came for me right outta the shell." he responded, still amused by his dragon's attitude. "Don't take it personal if he ignores you. He's not the most social of beasts." 

((You can have a different patch of sun. This one is mine.)) Sunstreath responded, simply, and settled down to bask in just the right pose 

On Mon, Mar 23, 2020 at 3:28 PM Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:

“Nice to meet you too,” S’tinas replied, shedding his shirt, “You originally from Arolos? I was born in Fort, but raised here. Impressed here too.”

((They think they are so hard done by, yet they know they would be jealous of other riders if they hadn’t met us.)) Lepturuth told Sunstreath, ((I hope he hurries so I can get to sunning too.))

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On Sunday, March 22, 2020, 10:42 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

I'des snorted, even as Sunstreath gave both riders an arch look and leaped upward, flapping mightily, to go sun himself on the Rim. "You're talking to the eternal dragondrudge here." He joked. "My Sunstreath is very particular. About everything. I'm I'des, by the way. Pleased to meetcha."

On Sunday, March 22, 2020, Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:
“He has a tendency to be a butt,” S’tinas said with a grin, “He likes to come in with a flourish. I’m S’tinas and that’s Lepturuth.” 

Lepturuth raised a wing in greeting before resting into the water. 

“Make sure you get nice and wet,” S’tinas called out to the bronze.


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On Sunday, March 22, 2020, 9:14 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

"No problem." I'des chirped, though the bronze rider was significantly wetter. "Who doesn't want a second bath?"

He gave a grin and wave, patting Sunstreath with his other hand. "All done, Sunny. Go ahead and go pose somewhere."  

On Sunday, March 22, 2020, Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups. io> wrote:
S'tinas was hauling the normal bathtime stuff to the Lake. He knew Lepturuth was around, could feel the amusement in his bronze. He looked in the blue sky, watching for the bronze. 

**You aren't going to catch me unawares again.** S'tinas thought to his dragon and grinned when he felt the amusement of his bronze.

Lepturuth came into view and drove towards the Lake, landing with a spectacular splash, sending a good wave towards the shore.

"Well, people are probably used to you," S'tinas said outloud this time, and then called towards the others on shore, "Sorry for the wave!" 



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Re: Jewels In Their Setting (ATTN: Diagir)

Ren
 

"You're welcome, lass," Diagir spoke softly, meaning what he said. "You shouldn't doubt yourself so much, hm? Even if things don't end up going your way, you'll never know how they'll go unless you try."

Ziya hummed in agreement under Yiyu's hand, tail peacefully thumping against the sand.

Re: On a Walk atten:anyone

Mya L. R.
 


On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 6:28 PM sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:
"Yes, it's  a very nice day," Kassia said. "You have a beautiful wher there."

Citruse inclined her head, acknowledging that the other 2-legged was speaking about her.  A compliment was an appropriate reaction, but she really wasn't going to get excited over some 2-legged admiring her.   "Thank you.  Citruse appreciates the compliment, well as much as she can from 2-leggeds."  K'gra said, chuckling a little.  He didn't really need anything from the Gold wher to be able to know what her reaction would be.  He nodded in Brogan's direction.  "He's might fine looking too, got a fair amount of Callamere in him too, right?"


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Re: Training day... activate! (Tyne/ANY)

Nutmeg
 

In another time, another place or even, another world, had any of the exchange been know to Tyne, she would have bluntly corrected the Bluerider and and their dragon that it was in fact *Farlith* who had dared to rise against Myrandith. That for whatever reason the young Istan Gold had been in a protectorate Hold she had no feasible reason to be in and that the sweet girl she had met at the Conclave had possibly done something incredibly foolish.

But that was then. 

As it was, all Tyne noted was the change in the woman's demeanour, the glassy eyed look of a draconic exchange and her hope wilted slightly, coiling in the pit of her belly like a cold tunnelsnake. In a split second she was convinced that a familiar judgement had been made and already felt the familiar tendrils of doubt and shame trying to gnaw at her.

Perturbed by the shift, Bobbin had reappeared, alighting on Tyne with a quizzical croon. Whistling to the flock, it was evident that the brown flit Chief took over the lead as the group continued to dart across the lake.

And then there was the gesture, the one that Tyne recognised as the Rider, unbidden or invited, had reached for the flask she carried. The presumptuousness of it sent a spark of annoyance through her that temporarily scattered her unease. Facially her face shimmered through the shift of emotions, with worry fleeting across her face only to turn into a slight narrowing of her eyes. 

"Is there something the matter?" She asked after several long seconds, not proffering the flask. "You look uncomfortable". A familiar streak was reading it's head, Myrandith's streak and her voice, whilst still polite, had lost a little of its previous cheeriness.

OoC: Genuinely couldn't tell you how this might go, especially if Sabato does want to make anything of the flight. No, she won't do permanent damage to Tyne, nor will Tyne do anything crazy like rip her eyeballs out :P I haven't actually played her encountering anyone from Ista yet who was there during the Flight and it's aftermath.


On Tue, 24 Mar 2020, 23:04 Jenna Cunningham, <jenna.layne.cunningham@...> wrote:

"Now I can get behind a drink," Sahari said, mistaking the flask immediately, and once again quietly praised her dragon's excellent judgement. His ability to - and only at a glance - pick out people who had The Right Stuff (whatever that stuff was, Sahari didn't know) had made him an excellent search rider in his time at Ista Weyr, and now it seemed to be paying off in dividends here, too. A drinking buddy. Maybe they could gripe together about Wingleaders and how they kept unfairly playing favourites, and how the status quo sucked.

Who is she, anyway? You talk to everybody around here. Maybe I'd recognize the green.

The uncertain pause before Oachayth replied set off alarm bells.

<<She rose against Farlith.>>

Gears cranked in Sahari's head as she processed that statement, even going so far as to turn her head and glance back toward where Oachayth now lounged in the shallows. One of his large eyes was open, watching her like she was a particularly clumsy hatchling meandering along the cliff's edge. Then: a sudden flicker of realization. She stiffened with her arm outstretched, hand held out toward the flask the other, younger woman carried.

Oh shit, it's that former gold rider. Her dragon is dead, you know. She killed someone.

She could feel the weight of her dragon's quiet sorrow, and felt her own rising anger match it. Stupid gold riders and their stupid machinations, fighting over empty halls. She almost turned around and left right there.

<<It was not her fault.>>

But she didn't.

"Oh." was all she said, caught out and no longer certain how to talk to her.

Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Jessica Freise
 

"Maybe," Yiyu proffered a tentative thought, "we could attend one of his lessons together. He said that if I didn't Impress, they could use me in the whercraft."

On Mar 24, 2020, at 6:29 PM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

"Oh! Senior Journeyman Diagir!" Rennitz grinned wide at the mention. "Oh for sure do I know him. He gives many lessons on Whercrafting, especially to the public. He's also a really nice man. His green wher, Vainglory, is his gold Ziya's daughter from her first run and clutch. She wouldn't let anyone take the green's egg so Diagir really didn't have much choice in bonding to her."

Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Ren
 

"Oh! Senior Journeyman Diagir!" Rennitz grinned wide at the mention. "Oh for sure do I know him. He gives many lessons on Whercrafting, especially to the public. He's also a really nice man. His green wher, Vainglory, is his gold Ziya's daughter from her first run and clutch. She wouldn't let anyone take the green's egg so Diagir really didn't have much choice in bonding to her."

Re: Speaking To The Sun (atten: Kassia, Foreth)

Steelsilver
 

Sunstreath didn't quite dare to look up, but the bronze's own eyes whirled faster in delight as he was acknowledged. ((Mine says it is only right, to admire beauty- and you are the most beautiful queen I have spoken to.)) he offered. ((I am Sunstreath, and I will fetch you as many fish as you desire.)) A subtle puff of his own chest, the bronze posing in what he felt was his own best angle. 

"Shardit, Sunny, where are you?" I'des demanded, finally emerging from the Dining Hall and hurrying toward the bronze's last location by the Lake. 

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 3:27 PM sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

Foreth had been lounging in her favorite spot. Her head came up and eyes startled to whirl orange in irritation, but they mellowed slightly at the offering and the pretty words.

 

((That's because there is no on else as magnificent as me,)) she said. Even as she took a big bite out of the herd beast, she said, ((But I prefer fish.))

Re: Jewels In Their Setting (ATTN: Diagir)

Jessica Freise
 

Scritch, scritch, scritch. Yiyu absorbed his words, nodding to herself as they struck a cord within her. Someone could use her, someone *wanted* her. And duty? She had a duty. It made her smile again, gazing up at the older man.

"Thank you," she said simply. It was something she wanted, no, neded, to hear.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 6:19 PM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

Ziya eyed the hand for a moment before snorting and deigning to lean into the girl's hand. She looked down her muzzle at the child curiously. This small human wasn't afraid of her like most people are. Ziya had to admit that she liked that in a human. {Not bad human,} Ziya admitted to Diagir, who had to smile at his queen. 

"I think she likes you, Yiyu," Diagir confided to the girl. "She's normally not one to let people touch her, and I've only ever seen her accept touches from other whercrafters with bronzes or golds. Ha, if Candidacy doesn't work out, we could always use you in the Wherhall." His grin was lighthearted as he said it. "But don't let that dissuade you from Standing. If you've been Searched, that's not just your right but your duty. Just because a dragon hasn't spoken to you yet doesn't mean one won't ever. You're still young!"

Re: Jewels In Their Setting (ATTN: Diagir)

Ren
 

Ziya eyed the hand for a moment before snorting and deigning to lean into the girl's hand. She looked down her muzzle at the child curiously. This small human wasn't afraid of her like most people are. Ziya had to admit that she liked that in a human. {Not bad human,} Ziya admitted to Diagir, who had to smile at his queen. 

"I think she likes you, Yiyu," Diagir confided to the girl. "She's normally not one to let people touch her, and I've only ever seen her accept touches from other whercrafters with bronzes or golds. Ha, if Candidacy doesn't work out, we could always use you in the Wherhall." His grin was lighthearted as he said it. "But don't let that dissuade you from Standing. If you've been Searched, that's not just your right but your duty. Just because a dragon hasn't spoken to you yet doesn't mean one won't ever. You're still young!"

Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Jessica Freise
 

Yiyu gave the wherhandler's name without hesitation, lips curving upward as she thought of the man who positively dwarfed her. "Do you know him?" she asked, even as her gaze found the brown firelizard.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:59 PM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

"Do you know who they belonged to?" Rennitz asked curiously. "One person with three whers is a pretty huge workload! That would require someone really strong and dedicated. They must be a whercrafter."

Bored now, Aranck flew over to his human and settled on her shoulder. The brown firelizard curiously looked the new human up and down while sending questioning thoughts.

Re: Training day... activate! (Tyne/ANY)

Jenna Cunningham
 

"Now I can get behind a drink," Sahari said, mistaking the flask immediately, and once again quietly praised her dragon's excellent judgement. His ability to - and only at a glance - pick out people who had The Right Stuff (whatever that stuff was, Sahari didn't know) had made him an excellent search rider in his time at Ista Weyr, and now it seemed to be paying off in dividends here, too. A drinking buddy. Maybe they could gripe together about Wingleaders and how they kept unfairly playing favourites, and how the status quo sucked.

Who is she, anyway? You talk to everybody around here. Maybe I'd recognize the green.

The uncertain pause before Oachayth replied set off alarm bells.

<<She rose against Farlith.>>

Gears cranked in Sahari's head as she processed that statement, even going so far as to turn her head and glance back toward where Oachayth now lounged in the shallows. One of his large eyes was open, watching her like she was a particularly clumsy hatchling meandering along the cliff's edge. Then: a sudden flicker of realization. She stiffened with her arm outstretched, hand held out toward the flask the other, younger woman carried.

Oh shit, it's that former gold rider. Her dragon is dead, you know. She killed someone.

She could feel the weight of her dragon's quiet sorrow, and felt her own rising anger match it. Stupid gold riders and their stupid machinations, fighting over empty halls. She almost turned around and left right there.

<<It was not her fault.>>

But she didn't.

"Oh." was all she said, caught out and no longer certain how to talk to her.

Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Ren
 

"Do you know who they belonged to?" Rennitz asked curiously. "One person with three whers is a pretty huge workload! That would require someone really strong and dedicated. They must be a whercrafter."

Bored now, Aranck flew over to his human and settled on her shoulder. The brown firelizard curiously looked the new human up and down while sending questioning thoughts.

Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Jessica Freise
 

"That's amazing," Yiyu said, with unfeigned interest. "The three whers I met were wonderful and so very expressive."

Her fingers uncurled and her hands relaxed from their clasped state. She was warming up to Rennitz, if she were honest, and hoped, with tentative wishful thinking, that she was doing the same to Yiyu.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:51 PM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

"You would think! But dragons can't fit in the small hallways of Weyrs and Holds where humans can." Rennitz gestured with her hands to emphasize the difference. She was enjoying the conversation with this new girl. "But with a wher, they can fit anywhere a human can and no one will challenge anyone with a giant hulking wher right by their side. A dragon would take time to get to someone, even if they could shred through stone, but wher? Boom, right there." 

Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Ren
 

"You would think! But dragons can't fit in the small hallways of Weyrs and Holds where humans can." Rennitz gestured with her hands to emphasize the difference. She was enjoying the conversation with this new girl. "But with a wher, they can fit anywhere a human can and no one will challenge anyone with a giant hulking wher right by their side. A dragon would take time to get to someone, even if they could shred through stone, but wher? Boom, right there." 

Re: Jewels In Their Setting (ATTN: Diagir)

Jessica Freise
 

Yiyu studied the glistening gold. Her free hand rose, extending hesitantly for her to sniff, should she wish. The information he'd just given her was interesting, and wonderful, but....

"No dragon would speak to me," she said self-depricatingly.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:46 PM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

Crinkles formed in the corners of Diagir's eyes when Yiyu spoke. Her obvious admiration for whers touched his heart and made him happy beyond comprehension, something his three picked up on. Vainglory herself hummed happily with dark green eyes while rubbing against Yiyu's hand beyond happily. {Very good pets! Glory like big much!}

"Did she, hmm? Well, that's actually pretty fantastic. Whers aren't much like dragons who are much more likely to talk to humans whenever they wish. Bonded whers like Vainglory are much more likely than Impressed ones like Diagirsk." The brown huffed in response and nodded. Ziya thumped her tail on the ground expectantly. "But of course, as her highness is reminding me, golds like Ziya are extremely picky who they speak to. I hear, however, that queen dragons with eggs on the sands are more inclined to talk to humans if they're bored, which they often are. I know Ziya certainly was bored when she had her eggs on the sands."

Re: Jewels In Their Setting (ATTN: Diagir)

Ren
 

Crinkles formed in the corners of Diagir's eyes when Yiyu spoke. Her obvious admiration for whers touched his heart and made him happy beyond comprehension, something his three picked up on. Vainglory herself hummed happily with dark green eyes while rubbing against Yiyu's hand beyond happily. {Very good pets! Glory like big much!}

"Did she, hmm? Well, that's actually pretty fantastic. Whers aren't much like dragons who are much more likely to talk to humans whenever they wish. Bonded whers like Vainglory are much more likely than Impressed ones like Diagirsk." The brown huffed in response and nodded. Ziya thumped her tail on the ground expectantly. "But of course, as her highness is reminding me, golds like Ziya are extremely picky who they speak to. I hear, however, that queen dragons with eggs on the sands are more inclined to talk to humans if they're bored, which they often are. I know Ziya certainly was bored when she had her eggs on the sands."