S'ryll was off on a runner, having had one of those days where he needed something physical to drain the stress. He loved Vastolth and all, but there was nothing like riding a runner to bring things i

OOC: Set approximately 8.29.2.26 and directly after Lines in the Sand IC: It was sometime later, perhaps half a candlemark, when Ambrelli managed to return to her own weyr from Ked’son’s, the remnants

OOC: Set roughly 8.29.3.1, after she sees Dytha/Cremsden in "Thank Faranth You're Not Dead" IC: Her first instinct had been to want to seek refuge in the Infirmary, but with her friends -- yes, she su

OOC: Set roughly around 8.29.3.1, after "The Fortune of Hazy Memory" and just before "The Depths of Anger" IC: Ambrelli had given the apprentice that tried to block her way a look that said she’d not

IC Date Reference: Set approximately 8.29.2.26. She woke in a cold sweat, her heart beating so fast in her chest she thought it might just be a continuous drumbeat. Her eyes looked around wildly for a

A hearty deep laugh filled the air that Alberith had just vacated. ((Such bravado from one so young and new. Let those of us with more experience show you how it's done)) Vastolth said in a haughty to

OOC: Set after Ilexeth meets the dolphins, around 8.29.1.29 IC: Ambrelli had sent Merck ahead with a note to let Cremsden know she was showing up for her “Dytha” shift soon, but requesting he meet her

OOC: Set 8.29.2.13. This is the first night Ambrelli has returned to her weyr after living in the Barracks. Warning. Violence triggers and sexual overtones. IC: ((Thaath! Thaaath! Thaaaaath!)) Ilexeth

IC Date Reference: Set approximately 8.29.1.27, several days before the Midsummer Dreamers turn 10 months old. Ambrelli smiled slightly as she watched Ilexeth, the little green’s tail twitching in eag

S'ryll arrived at the flightrooms just around the same time as K'el. Upon seeing his young mentee, S'ryll clapped him on the back. "K'el! First goldfligth, ehh? Alberith is young to be chasing, so you

Vastolth was not a cuddly bronze. He was probably the opposite of any squishy feelings that people had about dragons, being neither overly emotional or loving, with two exceptions. THe first was S'ryl

S'ryll could still feel the claw marks on his back. "I think I bedded a wild wher, not a greenrider," he teased, ruffling her hair. He saw her look beyond him to the dragons, and he turned to watch th

S'ryll gave a soft lopsided grin at her as she opened her eyes and then ran her fingers through his own hair. "You alright?" he asked her. "I didn't hurt you?" he asked, frowning slightly. Because wou

He woke up, his limbs tangled in a bed that wasn't his, in a rush mattress that wasn't as comfortable as his own. There were other limbs here too, ones that didn't belong to him. His eyes were still c

V'ler was busy setting the skif when Ay'shen approached. He stood up from the line he was tying as he heard Ay'shen's footsteps. "Good! You're here. We can set sail. I need the sea under my legs for a

"Good! Tell him to meet me at the docks in a candlemark. I'll have a skif ready." He called out loud, half just to hear someone's voice. Kiyosarath grumbled on the ledge. ><Ohselth, mine is thankful t

Vivaeldi had never been one to do everything herself. She'd gotten good over the Turns about delegating much of the work and reserving only the most important things for herself. It didn't stop her fr

V'ler let out a string of sailor curses loud enough that two dragons on the ledge looked up from their nap. The brown dragon nearly immediately lowered his head, the green taking another moment to do

At some point, he noticed Lisilia had slipped into the group. His younger sister was annoying, intrusive, brash, but intelligent, cunning, and bold. He knew she was courageous in her own ways, knew th

As H'lan's voice shattered the flight room, his roar drowning out everything else, V'ler struggled to maintain his focus. He could feel Kiyosarath protecting Ponth, his dragon lashing out at another.