Kashara smoothed down her dress as she stopped in front of the weyr door. The dress wasn’t Gather fancy, but she was definitely dressed up. Not that it took much compared to the Candidate uniform she

Wycker wasn't sure what to think. On the one hand, this round of Candidacy had been like no other. Between the Weyrwoman's favortism, to the Hatching Caverns collapsing and the destruction of eggs, to

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S'ryll nodded. "A good bit of leadership is learning what to and not to do, and when to do it. And there's significantly less pressure when the decisions aren't yours, and neither are the consequences

Ambrelli flung the door open at his knock, and gave Ay'shen a huge smile. "Hello old friend!" She motioned him inside. "I cannot tell you how good it is to see you. Or not to have to sulk and hide beh

Wycker listened as the WW announced that there were two golden eggs. Confirmed then. Two gold eggs, just as the rumors had put out. That being said, WW Kassi's statements didn't make any sense to her.

OOC: I'm trying to get to a bunch of replies, so this one is going to be short. Sorry! IC; S'ryll listened as she spoke slowly. He wasn't sure what to make of it, if the woman was slow or capable. It

OOC: Quick replies tonight! Sorry! IC: S'ryll noted and appreciated the immediate and confident answer. The kid knew what he wanted and why, and was obviously willing to take the steps to do what was

OOC: Awww! Thank you. I'll get to all of them! If there's a particular one that you want me to consider over the others, let me know. You're welcome to make his family part of the Obsidian Caravan (se

His eyes never left her as she crossed the room to sit on the chair. He noted her rigid structure, the way she was so self-contained, so perfect in so many ways, and then those small ways that gave he

S'ryll didn't miss the beautiful young blonde woman that walked in his door when he answered it. She had an angular face, blonde hair pulled back, and beautiful eyes. Yet her appearance, unlike Ysolde

S'ryll noted the distance the young man stopped away from him, the crafter ranking, and the stuck out hand. And at the impertinence, S'ryll raised an eyebrow. "Good day to you, Sr. App. Candidate Ashe

S'ryll looked up at the knock on his door. There were an unexpected number of applicants, and he was slightly surprised at the response. He called out to have the person enter, noting the young man th

S'ryll head the knock, his next interview no doubt. He looked up from his notes, called for the person to enter, and slowly appraised the individual coming in. This one was an older woman -- not old,

S'ryll looked up at the knock. Good, his first time slot was on time, so at least this was off to a good start. He was casually dressed, but, as S'ryll often joked, he could make a rag look good. He d

OOC: After the Clutching for time keeping purposes. IC: It was nearing the end of three months since the Hatching of the MidSummer’s Clutch and a bit less since his promotion to wingleader. He was sti

It was a sevenday before she was to move to the Barracks, a final transition to a true weyrling. She was resigned to this fate as much as she could be. Truth be told, she had prepared herself for wors

OOC: Wingleader S'ryll is holding interviews for an assistant. S'ryll is *allowing* Candidates to apply, but this is not an application for only Candidates; ANYONE that would have an IC ability to so

OOC: Set just after the Gather. IC: With the Weyr finally aware of Ilexeth's existence and the need to keep herself secreted away, Ambrelli had taken full advantage of the first few days by spending t

She'd gotten settled into her wallow earlier, gotten Ilexeth settled as well, the little green more than eager and not nearly wanting to sleep. Still, it was with a forceful mental push that Ambrelli

Lisilia looped her arm around her waist, Elowyn's arm around her shoulder. "You're going to have to tell me all about him. I want all the sordid details. Including how you got this thing," she said wi