Merinth's Third Flight

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You open the door and walk out of Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the door
behind you.

Upper Hallway(#517RJs)
Obvious exits:
Weyrleaders Guest Weyr Council Room South STairs
You head down the staircase, past the balcony and into the Weyr's Living
Caverns.

Igen Weyr Living Cavern(#600RJMQ)
Obvious exits:
Bowl STairs Records Room INFirmary Kitchen Inner Caverns
Alea ambles out from the inner caverns.
Tilani spins at the footsteps.
Alea waves to Tilani and moves towards the night hearth. "Hey, Tilani, Want
some klah?"
Tilani tightens her eyes on the woman, and turns her head to look at her
sidelong.
Tilani says "Why?"
Tilani says "Should I?"
Alea shrugs, not paying much attention to Tilani's mood. "I dunno, guess you
can if you want to. Your the dragonrider."
Tilani's nostrils flare as her face scrunches up. She finally snorts. "Damn
straight. Days like these last ..." She pauses before the bite in her voice
fades, "They make you take notice."
Alea nods. "I heard about Allis." She sighs, "but life goes on!"
Tilani lets out a quiet explosion of air. "That's all you have to say?"
Tilani punctuates each word with a step towards Alea, "Life. Goes. On."
Jerissa comes in from the Bowl.
Alea says "Well, I didn't know her real well, she was a green rider and I'm
just a resident...Her green was pretty though."
Jerissa wanders in quietly, walking to the juice pitcher with a nod at Alea
and Tilani.
Tilani says "Allis was my sister, Alea. -- Or close enough that it made no
difference."
Tilani nods to Jerissa, "Pregnant as ever, I see. -- Please see that you moan
about it somewhere out of earshot. Thank you."
Alea finally seems to notice Tilani is a little agitated, but thinks it is her
grief. "I'm so sorry, for your loss." She tries to be cheerful, at least
you still have your dragon!"
Jerissa spins on her heel, juice pitcher in hand. "Excuse me? Did you get out
the wrong side of bed this morning, weyrwoman?"
Tilani simply peirces Alea with her eyes. They finally close and she shakes
her head, and walks away. "Jerissa, don't." -- "I simply refuse to be
tortured by your insufferable whining tonight."
Alea looks at Jerissa, bewildered. "/I/ don't think your whining, Rissa, you
seem fine to me."
Jerissa shakes her head and smiles sarcastically and repeats,"tortured by your
insufferable whining tonight?" in a mockery of Tilani's voice. "Why, thank
you for the compliment. I'll remember to whine to you somewhen else instead
when you're in a more sufferable mood yourself!"
Alea mutters to Jerissa, "... acting like... and... her dragon..."
Jerissa eyes Alea from the corner of her eyes as she continues to pour juice.
She nods. She mutters to Alea, "... I'm... not react..."
Tilani's jaw clenches. She sinks back into the cavern, towards the Head Table.
You sit down at the table by the hearth.
Alea pours a mug of klah and brings it over to Tilani. "It's just klah,
but it will make you feel a little better."
Tilani holds her head, and nods without saying anything. Slowly the arms cross
over her face and she lies her head between them, on the table.
Alea retreats to sit my Jerissa, leaving Tilani alone. "Isn't there anything
we can do, she whispers to Jerissa."
Jerissa shrugs and reaches over to pat Alea's hand. "Don't worry about it."
Alea gives Rissa a half-smile. Trying to sound normal she asks, "Has there
been any news of when I might be tested?"
Jerissa grins. "A bit. Soon" is all she admits.
Alea sighs. "When I sleep, I have visions of herbs dancing in my head!"
Jerissa giggles and sips her juice, occasionally sparing a glance over at
Tilani. "I know. I remember how it was for me too. I'm sure you'll do fine."
Alea mutters to Jerissa, "... think Merinth..."
Alea looks over at Tilani, hoping she didn't hear.
Tilani enunciates carefully, "Merinth is fine. I am fine." -- "Dragons rise.
It is simply a fact of life."
Jerissa mutters to Alea, "... don't..."
Tilani's thumb and forefingers massage her temple. "Where is Aisha?"
Solfore comes in from the Bowl.
Alea blushes. "I'm sorry, Tilani. Your just acting ...different."
Jerissa turns to wave at Solfore.
Solfore walks inside, a basket in her hand thats filled with fresh young
greens. She stops and waves on her way through into the kitchen. Returning
a few mintues later the basket is gone and she smiles, "Evening everyone."
Alea waves to Solfore, "I'm not sure Tilani," she says softly.
Tilani's telescope focusses on Solfore, "No. Not Aisha." She turns back to
Alea, "What, in the name of Merinth's sire, are you, girl? An unwashed
wherry?"
Jerissa frowns. "Tilani! That is no way to speak to anyone!"
Alea turns red and her temper rised. She starts to speak but at Jerissa's
outburst closes her mouth again. She is slowly learning weyr ways.
Solfore pours herself a glass of juice and takes a seat at one of the
scattered tables, she nods over to Jerissa with a big smile.
Tilani shrugs at Jerissa.
Tilani says "You're right."
Tilani stares at the greenrider, studying her.
Jerissa nods and smiles to Tilani. "We understand, but its no reason to go
around calling people names." Turning to Alea, she adds, "And Alea should
perhaps not be so forthcoming with some comments, eh?"
Tilani says "Yes, mother."
Tilani says "As you wish."
Jerissa sniggers at that. "Thanks, Tilani."
Tilani's pale eyes continue to pin Jerissa. "Jerissa?" Her voice is mildly
inquisitive.
Alea nods, blushing beside Jerissa.
Jerissa pauses with her glass raised to her lips and quirks an eyebrow. "Mmm?"
Solfore listens and watches, trying not to appear nosie.
Tilani says "Is it true what I heard, the other day? -- That you are a
fatherless bitch? Two marks shy of holdless? and two stupid to
apprentice a craft?""
Alea's eyes widen in shock. This is not like the friendly Tilani she thought
she knew!
Solfore sets her glass on the table, a fit of shocked coughing overcoming her.
She takes another sip in hopes it helps, she looks away, deffinatly not
listening now.
Jerissa blinks and swallows hard, rising up out of her chair. "For your
information" she sneers, "my father died in a runner accident and as for
your other slanderless comments, I suggest you take them somewhere less
public!"
Tilani is shocked, "That would explain the ears, I suppose. I had no idea your
mother was a mare."
Solfore stares down at her glass, she isn't going to say a thing to draw
attention to herself.
Jerissa snorts and shoves the bench back with her feet, grabbing a water
pitcher and striding towards the top table. She uncermoniously dumps the
entire pitcher over Tilani. 'Maybe that will cool you down!" she remarks,
spinning on her heel and striding off.
Tilani simply takes the pitcher and launches the crockery towards Jerissa.
Alea takes the opportunity to move, since there is not bench to sit on and
moves to sit by Solfore. "Hey," she whispers, as she sits.
Tilani says "C'mon, 'Rissa, babe. I've seen felines with more ingenuity. Even
bloated with ... imprudence's get."
Solfore glances up at Alea, whispering back, "Hi...intersting in here tonight
it seems."
Alea mutters to Solfore, "... can't let her..."
Solfore mutters to Alea, "... Amrieth... be... seconds..."
Alea looks worridly from gold to green rider.
Having turned away from Tilani, Jerissa fails to notice the pitcher flying in
her direction and gets hits squarely in the back. She spins, a hand raised
to the point of inpact, her face red with anger. "You're insults are
getting too much to handle even for a proddy rider, Tilani! I suggest you
go to your weyr until you can behave better than a spoilt child!"
You stand and leave the table by the hearth.
Tilani says "No."
Tilani says "See."
Tilani says "There's a reason for my insults. -- And while Merinth's ...
state ... may be lending something to my verbal creativity, it is
leaving you with nothing."
Alea sipping her klah, chokes. She sputters and raises her apron to her lips,
motioning for Solfore to pat her on the back.
Tilani says "Just as you left Allis."
Solfore reaches over, patting Alea on the back, watching the display between
Tilani and Jerissa nervously.
Tilani steps down from the riser, "Alone."
Jerissa taps her foot. "Just as I left Allis? What in Faranth's name is that
supposed to mean?" She sneers at Tilani, "And as for creative verbality,
well, insults like those could only come from the misbegotten child of a
watchweyr!"
Tilani nods, "And a noble lineage that would be, indeed."
Alea recovers, sits back down and grins sheepishly at Solfore. "Thanks, she
croaks."
Tilani says "Better to be related to dragonkin, than scorned by them."
Tilani says "You left her alone without support. You let her ..."
Tilani's composure, fury and anger break as she turns and crumples against a
chair.
Merinth> In the sky, Jesseth glides down cautiously.
Jerissa smirks. "Scorned? I have never seen a 'scorned' person as yet. Open
your eyes weyrwoman, maybe you'll get to see something one day!"
Merinth> In the sky, Jesseth flies carefully towards the main entrance.
Tilani's melancholy mantles her now as her skin returns to its deadened grey.
Subdued, she simply nods. Whispering breath answering, "Yes, yes of course
you're right." -- "Forgive me."
Merinth> Inside the weyr, R'tar opens the door and walks out of Tilani and
R'tar's Weyr, closing the door behind him.
Alea's eyes fill with tears. She lowers her head, intently studying her klah.
Here is pain she can't help take away.
Dysira comes in from the Bowl.
Merinth> In the sky, Vtanth glides down cautiously.
R'tar comes down the stairway.
Merinth> In the sky, Vtanth lands just below you in the Center of the Igen
Weyr Bowl.
R'tar enters the cavern from the stairs, walking down slowly, concentration on
the rag in his hands.
Solfore licks her lips, watching quietly and listening.
Tilani pulls her legs up to her torso, climbing atop the chair and curling
into the back of it.
Jerissa shakes her head at Tilani and wanders back to her seat, rubbing her
back as she does so. Seating herself she grabs the juice pitcher and
mumbles softly as she refills her glass.
R'tar glances from his rag to a pile of shards in his path. Without
expression, he simply steps over them and heads towards Tilani. "Good
evening." he says to her, sitting near.
Tilani's hair, clothing, and whole demeanor has been 'dampened'. She nods, "Or
something."
Solfore inhales a breath, watching.
Alea looks up noticing new weyrfolk have entered.
R'tar's head nods. "Indeed." His eyes travel to Dysira. "And good evening to
you."
Tilani's glance follows R'tar's and she straightens up, "Dysira. I didn't see
you come in."
Dysira's eyes gather in the current condition of the caverns, tracing back
toTilani. She nods to R'tar, but doesnt interfere. Insteead, she heads to
the hearth for a cup of klah. "Heyla." she says in general.
T'quinn comes in from the Bowl.
R'tar stands silently, crossing to the sideboard. "Wine?" he asks the
goldrider, pulling a skin for himself. "Or tea, perhaps?"
T'quinn steps in and tosses off a friendly salute, accompanied with a 'Fort's
Duty'/
Dysira takes a sip, stepping over toard where Tilani sits, "I just came in."
R'tar's head turns to take the Fort rider in. "Fort." he greets. "Igen's duty."
Filana is blue Sereth's rider, at Ista Weyr.
Jerissa smiles and waves from her seat. "Heya Quinn. Igen's to Fort."
T'quinn turns towards the familiar voice, nodding respectfully to R'tar,
"Rissa!Just the person I wanted to see. How've you been?"
Aisha ambles out from the inner caverns.
Tilani looks across the room, noticing the entering riders and the colors in
their knots. She steadies herself. And fails, hands moving to her face to
cover her crying.
Jerissa rubs her back asbently and smiles, "Fine thanks Quinn, you?"
Aisha walks in slowly and gazes cautiously around the cavern.
Merinth> In the sky, Rsonth glides down cautiously.
Dragon> All dragons sense that Ciruth rumbles << Is that a game? >>
Merinth> In the sky, Rsonth flies carefully towards the main entrance.
T'quinn grins, "Great! Oh here, nearly forgot..." he pulls a few hides from
beneath his arm, "Renna told me to bring these over for you."
R'tar pours two cups of wine without comment, crossing back to Tilani and
sliding one of them in front of her. With gentle warmth, he runs his
fingers quickly through her firey strands of hair, comforting. "We have
some new fabric you might be interested in from the last wagon train." he
says to her, conversationally.
Jerissa takes the hides and smirks. "From Renna you said? Great. Thanks. How's
she doing?" she asks T'quinn.
Tilani turns to her weyrmate, she attempts to take the sting out of her voice,
and fails, "Please don't patronize me."
T'quinn walks nearer her and grins oddly down at her, "She's just fine. I
think she may be stationed somewhere else soon though."
D'ris comes in from the Bowl.
R'tar gestures a hello to the Headwoman while saying to Tilani, "As you wish."
Jerissa quirks a brow at T'quinn. "She might? What makes you think she might
be leaving?"
T'quinn chuckles and waves to D'ris as he enters, "I was beginning to think
I'd lost you Between D'ris."
D'ris strides in, pulling off his flight gloves. "Fort's duty to Igen."
Solfore sits back in her chair, watching the riders who are entering.
T'quinn sighs and casts a glance over at Tilani, then turns back to Rissa,
"Hmmm?"
R'tar greets D'ris with customary welcome.
Alea waves to those she knows, but otherwise tries to go unoticed.
Jerissa gestures negatively with a hand. "Don't matter."
Aisha smiles faintly at R'tar, then goes to check how many wineskins are
available.
Tilani stands up, again, "Fort is here."
D'ris grins and walks over to T'quinn. "Yeah, well, I was stopped just as we
were about to go between for some reason." He leans in a little close to
the other bronzerider, "Was told to keep an eye open to see if Rsonth likes
anyone, if you know what I mean."
Alea moves to help Aisha.
T'quinn grins and waves over at Alea, then smiles to Jerissa,"Oh yes, well she
did say she was thinking of getting a stationed somewhere new, needs the
experience likely. I don't know."
Aisha smiles at Alea. "Thank you."
Merinth> In the sky, Lunarth glides down cautiously.
Dragon> Igen dragons sense that Zyrieth roars a greeting as he arrives at Igen
Weyr!
Merinth> In the sky, Lunarth lands just below you in the Center of the Igen
Weyr Bowl.
Merinth> In the sky, Zyrieth glides down cautiously.
Merinth> In the sky, Zyrieth flies carefully towards the main entrance.
Tilani hears the Headwoman's voice and scurries over to her, "Aishaishaisha!"
Dragon> Igen dragons sense that Jesseth werbles warmly to Zyrieth.
Jerissa nods distractedly to T'quinn paying more attention to her juice. "Ah
well, thats Renna for you, the girl never could sit still in classes."
R'tar pulls his cloth from his belt, continuing to meticulously wipe his hands
free of fresh dragon oil.
D'ris turns to face Jerissa and smiles slightly. "Hello, Jerissa. How've been
things?"
Alea smiles nervously at Aisha. "I thought you could use the help and I could
use something to do. It was quite tense in here earlier."
Solfore taps a fingernail against the table, looking up and glancing around
every now and then.
T'quinn chuckles to Jerissa, "I can imagine."
Dysira gathers up a small dinner and moves to sit at the hearth table, by
R'tar. He gives him a small smile.
Jerissa smiles at D'ris and nods. "Oh, not too bad considering. How are you
and Rsonth doing?"
R'lym comes in from the Bowl.
Aisha blinks at Tilani, eyeing her warily. "Yes?"
R'lym stops and looks around.
Tilani pauses, thoughts scattered as Aisha looks at her. "Uh... " Her mouth
hangs open stupidly.
T'quinn notices the High Reaches Weyrleader enter and tosses off a crisp
salute to him.
D'ris nods as well, "Rsonth and I have been doing just fine. Thank you."
R'tar doesn't look up as Dysira sits, but greets her quietly. "You look well."
he says to the bluerider.
Jerissa grins at D'ris. "I hear he got scored pretty badly. All healed up OK?"
Aisha gathers a wineskin to her, craddling it against her body. "I...um, would
you like some wine, Tilani?"
R'lym returns the salute, then heads over to wher Tilani is seated.
D'ris quirks his lips into a lopsided smile. "Oh, that was a month or two ago.
Maybe three. I'm not sure, but he's much better now, and has a well-healed
scar to show for it." his voice takes on a bit of pride, "We'd like to
think of it more as a badge or something like that."
Jerissa rolls her eyes at the Fort rider. "Men and bronzes! Typical, the lot
of you. Though as long as its healed I'm happy."
Alea busies herself setting glasses on trays, pouring from one of the skins
Aisha brought out.
Tilani says "Wine?"
Tilani says "Wine whine whine? -- No, thank you. That's Jerissa. -- Uh
... do you ..."
Tilani loses her thought, again.
Tilani eyes R'tar, helpless. Dysira.
R'lym looks from Tilani to Aisha and back and saya, "Hallo" in a rather
subdued tone.
D'ris sighs and shrugs, "It was pretty bad for a while. Especially myself, the
whole ordeal got me a little up here." he taps on his head with a finger.
Jerissa glances over at Tilani and frowns again, refusing to jump to the bait
this time, her attention focussing on those around her.
Aisha tilts her head and watches Tilani. "No, mostly bad behaviour, but I
suppose you can't really help it, and you haven't broken anything...yet.
What do you need?"
D'ris blinks and looks over at Tilani, then says sidelong to T'quinn, "So
that's what must have Rsonth a little on-edge..."
T'quinn blinks out of his trance, "Men and bronzes? What's wrong with them?"
T'quinn winks to her, then holds a hand out slowly to her, "How's, the baby
coming along?"
R'tar just watches the goldrider, reserving comment this time. He shifts in
his seat, placing the soiled rag back into his belt.
Tilani says "Oh!"
Tilani says "Broken!"
Freya> High in the Bowl, Mammeth emerges from Between with a blast of cold air!
Jerissa smiles at T'quinn. "The child is doing fine now, thanks."
Alea carefully moves her trays of full wine glasses out of Tilani's way.
Freya> High in the Bowl, Mammeth furls his wings slightly.
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Mammeth glides down lower into the Bowl.
T'quinn smiles warmly, "Great!"
Ronan ambles out from the inner caverns.
D'ris tilts his head and grins down at Jerissa, "Ch... child? You? Jerissa?
With a child?"
Dysira toys with the food, looking back to R'tar pleasantly. "So do you." She
clears her throat, pointing to the broken crockery.
Tilani says "There's the crock."
Tilani gestures to the broken pitcher.
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Mammeth wings lower into the Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Mammeth glides down cautiously.
R'lym speaks, regadless of whether he seems to have anyone's attention or not,
"It's the first I've been abl eto get away since I heard.. since I heard
about Allis." He sighs.
Jerissa snorts and nods at D'ris. "Amazingly so, it seems I am, yes."
Aisha frowns slightly and says in a wry tone, "Are you reduced to single words
now? Oh, dear, I hate it....aha! a sentence."
Ronan wanders out, yawning. He glances around, waves, and heads for the klah
pot.
Freya> Just overhead, Mammeth lands just below you in the Center of the Igen
Weyr Bowl.
Freya> Mammeth backwings to land neatly.
Tilani says "But that wasn't it ..."
Freya> Mammeth springs into the air of the Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Mammeth wings up from the Center of the Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Mammeth swoops to the feeding grounds to the southwest.
Freya> At the feeding grounds, Mammeth backwings to land in the grounds neatly.
Aisha puts her hands on her hips and asks in a reproving tone, "How did that
happen?"
D'ris actually breaks out into laughter, then fights to calm down, "Well,
Jerissa, for you, I'd say that... it's somewhat of a surprise for me...."
D'ris grins, "I.. know you never wanted one.. .. or.... well, whatever."
T'quinn winks to Rissa, "D'ris?! Where have you been? I thought that all of
Pern knew?"
Alea hears and beams at Jerissa proudly.
Freya> At the feeding grounds, Mammeth leaps into the air!
Freya> Just overhead, Mammeth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
Jerissa nods and chuckles at D'ris. "I was somewhat shocked shall we say
myself."
Tilani says "I threw it at her."
Freya> Just overhead, Mammeth lands just below you in the Center of the Igen
Weyr Bowl.
Freya> Mammeth backwings to land neatly.
Ronan pours a mug of klah, then glances at the broken pitcher and faintly
raises an eyebrow but says nothing.
R'lym just looks around quietly.
Jerissa giggles at T'quinn, trying to block out Tilani's comments. "Not
likely. I'm not blathering it around much."
Freya> Mammeth heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
Alea sends a drudge to pick up the shards of the pitcher, seeing Aisha is busy.
D'ris chews on his lower lip as he looks around, giving Tilani a quick glance
but not resting his eyes on her too long. Walking across the cavern, he
approaches R'lym and salutes him. "Fort's duty to High Reaches, sir."
Aisha nods. "So you will replace it then. I did tell you not to throw things."
C'ron strides into the area.
R'lym nods to D'ris, a bit distractedly, "My duty to Fort."
T'quinn loses himself in his thoughts as his eyes scan across the room and
lock onto Tilani, shaking his head he breaks from his trance, "Shells but
it is hot! Is there anyting to drink? I've relieved my wineskins."
Ronan, without a word, reaches behind him and gets a skin of Tillek Red. He
tosses it to the Fort bronzerider.
Alea takes a tray of wine glasses, and begins serving the visiting riders.
Hearing T'quinn she heads in his direction first and hands him a glass.
Tilani's face is jerked away from her conversation with Aisha, to R'tar. She
stares at him, a challenge. T'quinn's words are slowly heard, "Aye..." The
word growls from her throat.
R'lym's head snaps toward the bowl suddenly, "Shards." he says just audibly.
C'ron grinds his teeth fighting to control these new powerful emotions
coursing through him. He manages a tight smile to the other riders and
grabs a large mug motioning for a drduge to fill it with wine.
T'quinn smiles to Alea, though his eyes are unfocused.
Freya> Just overhead, Zyrieth catches an updraft to glide into the air of the
Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Taloth leaps off of Merinth and Taloth's ledge and flies
out into the bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Zyrieth swoops to the feeding grounds to the southwest.
Freya> At the feeding grounds, Zyrieth backwings to land in the grounds neatly.
Freya> Jesseth walks over from the field to the southeast.
Freya> Just overhead, Vtanth catches an updraft to glide into the air of the
Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Rsonth catches an updraft to glide into the air of the
Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Mammeth catches an updraft to glide into the air of the
Bowl.
T'quinn licks his lips, "Jays...he's found another.....flight..."
Freya> Just overhead, Taloth roars off he and Merinth's ledge, angling for the
feeding pens. Past Zyrieth, he turns his head to hiss and then drops.
D'ris takes a few sudden, off-balance steps backwards, then finds a bench to
sit on.
Aisha sighs softly. "Now?"
Freya> Just overhead, Rsonth swoops to the feeding grounds to the southwest.
Freya> At the feeding grounds, Rsonth backwings to land in the grounds neatly.
R'tar stands. "Now." he comments towards the Headwoman, shouldering his way
towards the main entrance.
C'ron's eyes vacantly regard through the wall in the direction of the center
bowl. His hand seems dangerously close to shatteting the mug in his
powerful hand. He sits himself down, jaw clenched tightly.
Ronan shrugs, only vaguely feeling the swirl of dragon-induced feelings, and
sips his klah.
Dysira eyes Tilani briefly, and then pushes her plate away, finished with
dinner.
Alea sighs and sets the wine on an empty table. It will be much needed later.
Freya> Sunset pops from *between* and opens her eyes with a relieved chirple.
Aisha frowns and starts passing out wineskins in earnest.
Freya> Just overhead, Taloth swoops to the feeding grounds to the southwest.
Freya> At the feeding grounds, Taloth backwings to land in the grounds neatly.
Freya> Sunset squeezes her eyes shut tightly and blinks *between*.
Freya> Sunset pops from *between* and opens her eyes with a relieved chirple.
Freya> At the feeding grounds, Zyrieth snorts derisively at the other dragon
and turns, taks a quick leap and fells a fat herdbeast, settlng down to
blood it.
Freya> Zaphia's Fair burst from *Between* with a whoooosh of cold air, and
circle the room in a close wing-formation, looking for a safe landing spot.
T'quinn blindly stabs at the air until he finds a chair, resting himself in it
and instinctively drinking from the glass.
Tilani's eyes once again fill with water as she looks at Aisha, "I'm sorry."
Dysira takes a glass and one of those skins, "Thanks Aisha."
Freya> At the feeding grounds, With practiced ease, Taloth comes to rest in
the center of the pen. With beast and bird thundering past, he sweeps a
giant claw out to snag a buck, splitting it open and lowering his maw to
drink.
Freya> Marjon strides in from the training field to the northeast.
R'lym grits his teeth. "Right. Now." He sighs and looks at the others.
"Who...?"
Freya> At the feeding grounds, Rsonth glides over the feeding grounds, casting
a gigantic shadow against the setting sun. He cranes his neck down to
survey the herds running in fright beneath him, also snarling at the other
dragons already blooding.
Alea hands glasses to the riders nearest her. "Here we go again."
Tilani turns at R'lym's voice, "Merinth."
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Wistrenth wings out from Wistrenth's ledge.
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Wistrenth wings lower into the Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Wistrenth glides down cautiously.
Freya> Just overhead, Vtanth swoops to the feeding grounds to the southwest.
Freya> At the feeding grounds, Vtanth backwings to land in the grounds neatly.
R'tar walks past the High Reaches Weyrleader. "Tilani. Igen's duty, Reaches."
R'tar walks out to the Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Wistrenth lands just below you in the Center of the Igen
Weyr Bowl.
Freya> Wistrenth backwings to land neatly.
C'ron breathes deeply and relaxes his grip on the mug and he takes a long
swill of wine. His breathing is rapid and precise.
R'lym nods quietly "Alright.." He swallows. Hard.
Freya> Alicyn uses the strategically placed hand loops on the straps, sliding
down to Wistrenth's outstretched leg, then jumps to the ground.
Freya> At the feeding grounds, Vtanth plummets out of thee sky, landing on and
maiming a young doe, her legs tearing from underneath her as his stifling
weight brings her to death. Lowering his jaw to find solce in her neck he
begins to drink...
Jerissa's eyes follow the wine skin before quickly taking a sip of her juice.
Aisha senses "Tilani's turmoil is felt in the heat of her touch, as her
fingers lightly land upon your shoulders. "Help me.""
D'ris's eyes dart right and left, ocassionally stopping to rest on Tilani.
Breathing quickly, and seemingly nervously, he stands up again.
Tilani turns and follows the men out into the bowl.
You walk out into the Bowl.

Field outside the Main Entrance
Contents:
Obvious exits:
Guest ledge INFirmary Main Entrance Center of Bowl Feeding Grounds North
IgenW-LC> Tilani walks out to the Bowl.
D'ris walks out from the Weyr's Living Cavern.
IgenW-LC> D'ris walks out to the Bowl.
You walk over towards the center of the bowl.

Center of the Igen Weyr Bowl(#802RJe)
Contents:
Zaphia's Fair
Jesseth
Obvious exits:
LakeShore Main Entrance Northeast Field Feeding Grounds
IgenW-LC> Solfore chews on her lower lip, two fingernails tapping against the
table now as she glances around.
R'tar walks over from the field to the southeast.
D'ris walks over from the field to the southeast.
IgenW-LC> C'ron walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> R'lym walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> T'quinn lets the empty glass sllip from his hands as he staggers out
to the bowl/
IgenW-LC> T'quinn walks out to the Bowl.
R'lym walks over from the field to the southeast.
Just overhead, Mammeth lands just below you in the Center of the Igen Weyr
Bowl.
Mammeth backwings to land neatly.
T'quinn walks over from the field to the southeast.
At the feeding grounds, Rsonth dips his right wing in a shallow bank, just a
mere 20 or so feet above the feeding ground. Extending his claws, which
glint in the light, he spots his target. Just as a bird of prey, the large
bronze grasps the running herdbeast in his claws, the crushing body making
a sickening sound as gore starts to pour out from multiple gashes. The
large bronze then sets on the ground and digs into the body.
C'ron walks over from the field to the southeast.
Mammeth springs into the air of the Bowl.
Just overhead, Mammeth wings up from the Center of the Bowl.
Just overhead, Mammeth swoops to the feeding grounds to the southwest.
At the feeding grounds, Mammeth backwings to land in the grounds neatly.
Dragon> All dragons sense that Merinth 's desire slowly builds from within the
sleeping bosom of her frame. Burning until it bursts from her -- riotous
glow and raucous call -- a scream of life's lust. Merinth awakens.
IgenW-LC> Ronan slides his gaze over to Aisha, then looks around to check on
teh wineskin supply on the tables.
Merinth> You leap off of Merinth and Taloth's ledge with a powerful downbeat
of your wings.
Merinth> Over the Ground in the Igen Weyr Bowl(#769RLae)
Merinth> Obvious exits:
Merinth> Hatching Grounds Weyrs Up
Just overhead, Merinth leaps off of Merinth and Taloth's ledge and flies out
into the bowl.
IgenW-LC> Aisha blinks and then swallows. She touches Tilani's arm lightly. "I
am here."
IgenW-LC> Solfore glances over at Jerissa, "Jerissa...is any dragonhealers out
in the bowl in case someone overflies themselves...?
IgenW-LC> Alea hands shake as she gathers glasses and heads toward the kitchen.
IgenW-LC> Aisha sighs and follows TIlani out.
IgenW-LC> Aisha walks out to the Bowl.
At the feeding grounds, Taloth discards the emptied carcass, pausing to answer
Zyrieth's challenge with one of his own. Deep and heated. His wings unfurl
and he pulls his weight up, off the ground a few feet, coming to rest on
the back of a young wherry. A snap and the wherry is dead, hidden beneath
him.
IgenW-LC> Alea wanders into the Weyr's kitchens.
Just overhead, Building builds from within the sleeping bosom of her frame.
Burning until it bursts from her -- riotous glow and raucous call -- a
scream of life's lust. Merinth awakens.
Merinth> Building builds from within the sleeping bosom of her frame. Burning
until it bursts from her -- riotous glow and raucous call -- a scream of
life's lust. Merinth awakens.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa shakes her head at Solfore. "No, not yet. Lets wait until
Merinth rises eh? And then we'll go see."
IgenW-LC> Alea comes out from the spicy-scented kitchen.
C'ron paws at the ground, his usual blue swirling eyes deeping into a hint of
purple. He growls with quietly glowing intensity as his attention is
focused solely on the movements of Merinth.
Dragon> All dragons sense that Brenneth turned off the flight channel for a
reason...
Aisha walks over from the field to the southeast.
IgenW-LC> Solfore smiles, "Best not to think bad thoughts...I gotta stop doing
that."
At the feeding grounds, Vtanth whips his head to the sky, small rivulets of
still fresh blood, cascading down his maw. Dark as sin, cloaked by shadows,
Vtanth rips out a talon, spiking a passing wherry in the gut.
At the feeding grounds, Zyrieth makes quick work of his second herdbeast and,
responding to Merinth's awakening, looks toward the gold's weyr. He unfurls
his great wings in a show of prowess and trumpets in challenge and
anticipation.
IgenW-LC> Ronan hrms to himself, then thoughtfully grabs a full wineskin off
of a table before venturing out. He procures another from a passing drudge.
Just in case.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa nods and smiles. "Please, cos this is bad enough already."
IgenW-LC> Ronan walks out to the Bowl.
R'tar muscles his way through the gathering crowds, stopping as he reaches the
fence. His eyes never leave his bronze, Taloth, as he bloods.
IgenW-LC> Alea returns with clean glasses and sits them on the serving table,
near the abanoded wine skins.
Ronan walks over from the field to the southeast.
Just overhead, Merinth's wings snap out and the golden shadow rings itself
with the rosey colored fingers of dusklight, fire across the wind. The
scream continues as she dives towards the pens. Her voice is a demanding
challenge to those gathered.
T'quinn shuffles his feet on the ground, possesed by Vtanth's primal desire,
he gazes at Tilani.
IgenW-LC> Alea says "I'll stay with you, Jerissa."
At the feeding grounds, Rsonth finishes with this carcass and rolls away the
lifeless form. Hearing Merinth's cry, he tilts his head to the skythe warm
red liquid trickling down his neck. Flicking his tongue over his muzzle, he
moves his head around, snarling his superiority at the other dragons
assembled.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa smiles at Alea. "Thanks, dear."
Aisha walks purposefully throuugh the crowd, stepping around the folks
clustered about. Her face is set into a slight frown while eyes reflect
nothing but the sky.
IgenW-LC> Solfore stands up, going over to Jerissa she softly hugs her, "It'l
be alright."
At the feeding grounds, Bulk whispering against the Igen sands, Taloth moves
away from the center of the pen, craning his neck upwards to watch the
descent of the queen, his night's prize. His tail brushes Rsonth, flicks,
and slaps against the other bronzes flank.
C'ron clenches and unclenches his fist rythmically, and snarls faintly. He
looks very frightening at the moment. The angry red scar on his cheek
dances as he clenches his jaw repeatedly.
At the feeding grounds, Zyrieth answers Merinth's challenge with his own roar
of challenge. Sgsin, the great Bronze lifts himself up in a pose of showing
prowess, then, as a wherry passes within his reach, he lashes out to make a
quick feat of the thing's blood.
Tilani's hair is whipped by the mountain spring breeze. Eyes tighten on her
mate, hands clench into fists.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa nods and hugs Solfore back. "I know, its just I can't deaden
these sensations at all. Its unfair!"
At the feeding grounds, Vtanth intent not on the sweet death before him, he
feeds with mere instinct, his eyes whirling subdued shades of violet, a
scarlet glow to them as he eyes Merinth like a prey, of a different color...
Janelle leans against Lunarth and watches.
IgenW-LC> Dysira's glance shifts to Jerissa, and then out to the bowl.
R'lym watches the scene in the feeding grounds with an intense look of mixed
emotions. Teeth and fists clenched, his stare is fixed on the proceedings.
Ronan takes a sip from his wineskin as he covertly eyes Tilani, then turns his
attention to the other show. He squints his eyes a bit and peers at the
distant dragons.
At the feeding grounds, Rsonth ROARS, snapping with razor-sharp teeth and
fire-red eyes at Taloth. He'd better be more careful. The dark charcoal
bronze then lashes out at a passing herdbeast, expertly opening up a large
gash across the beasts ribcage. Huddling over this body, he proceeds to
drain it of it's vital lifeblood.
IgenW-LC> Alea pats Jerissa's hand, not feeling very helpful, but she stays
with her friend.
C'ron grabs a heardbest in powerful jaws with lightning speed. He growls
savagely as he blood spurts over his fmaw and falls to the ground in a
violent arc. As rivulets of blood course down his neck he growls
challengingly to Merinth.
IgenW-LC> Dexius walks out to the Bowl.
Dexius walks over from the field to the southeast.
Just overhead, Merinth dives. Swift desire leading to swifter death as the
last call of the beast bleats against the night.
Merinth> You swoop to the southwest and backwing to land in the Feeding
Grounds.
Just overhead, Merinth swoops to the feeding grounds to the southwest.

Merinth> Feeding Grounds
Merinth> Contents:
Merinth> Mammeth
Merinth> Vtanth(#9000JOaep)
Merinth> Taloth
Merinth> Rsonth
Merinth> Zyrieth
Merinth> Obvious exits:
Merinth> North Center of Bowl East
At the feeding grounds, Merinth backwings to land in the grounds neatly.
At the feeding grounds, Mammeth grabs a heardbest in powerful jaws with
lightning speed. He growls savagely as he blood spurts over his fmaw and
falls to the ground in a violent arc. As rivulets of blood course down his
neck he growls challengingly to Merinth.
D'ris grits his teeth together, fists clenched tightly. He pauses to eye R'tar
for a brief second, then turns his eyes to regard his lifemate out in the
pens.
At the feeding grounds, Taloth barely favours Rsonth with reaction, looking
around at him with feigned boredom. The gold's scent, however, incences him
and he challenges the other bronze with his own gnashing of teeth, diverted
at the last moment to a hapless doe.
IgenW-LC> Alea says "Couldn't you take Ami and go somewhere else, Jerissa?"
At the feeding grounds, Zyrieth completes his task with the wherry and roars
challenge to the others once again. He stands, slightly crouched, wing
twitching anxiously as he prepares for the glowing queens pleasure.
You sense Aisha stares at you for a long time. Well, maybe you don't because
you're too wrapped up in Merinth, but she is there.
Aisha pages to Tilani: sorry about that.
At the feeding grounds, Merinth's golden nostrils flare a heated crimson as
the cupric blood-stink reaches her. Clashing violently with this scarlet
bite rise the scents of the browns, bronzes. Desire. Arousal. She snarls,
scattering them, before lowering her maw to his belly.
R'tar leans, tensely, agains the fence. His hands clench around the upermost
supports as the blooding continues before him.
At the feeding grounds, A roar rrips through the air, spilling forth from
Vtanth's bared maw, his teeth glinting in the light.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa shakes her head. "Not really. Still grounded Alea and its
not as if I can't deal with it. I prolly just need to be busy seen as I'm
not allowed to drink."
T'quinn fans his fingers apart, looking at his hands as if they are foreign
objects, before combing it through his hair.
Oblivious to all but the dance on the feeding ground, R'lym continues to stand
tense.
At the feeding grounds, Taloth turns with a snap, uttering a vicious bellow
towards Vtanth, blood spitting forth as the cry turns to a his. Again, his
tail flickers, hitting Rsonth twice with an angry snap. He bloods once more
and then is still. Watching.
At the feeding grounds, Mammeth flings the drained corpse of the hapless dead
ovine to his side with a snapping motion. His tail writhes behind him as he
throatily roars at Merinth. His forelimb paws the ground antsily...his very
being wanting to make chase.
At the feeding grounds, Bright teeth shine, now bloodstained tearing at the
flesh. The weyrwoman moves to the fence, pushing through the riders
surrounding her. Her simple words are for her lifemate only, "Blood."
R'tar moves down the fence, away from Tilani. He never turns, merely sensing
her presence as she nears him. His eyes are filled with bronze and blood --
and the bright gleam of glowing gold.
C'ron's knuckles are almost bone white from his tight fist. A rictus of
concentration is on his face as he watches Mammeth with single-minded
intensity.
At the feeding grounds, Vtanth scoffs at Taloth, spitting his recently
deflated kill towards the beast. Raising his tail like a club, he brings it
down hard upon the back of an ancient buck, lamed by its efforts of escape.
At the feeding grounds, Rsonth paces along the edge of the feeding grounds,
violet eyes fastened upon the glowing gold in the center. Suddenly, he
feels something. Turning his head again torwards Taloth, the bronze ROARS
at him once more, much more impatiently, his eyes flaring a fire as bright
as the flames from Hades. Snarling and rumbling deeply, the bronze
continues to slowly pace the edge of the grounds, away from Taloth.
Aisha folds her arms as she watches Tilani. She gives a faint nod as the
weyrwoman steps towards Merinth her lifemate, then melts into the crowd.
At the feeding grounds, Taloth bunches, furling and unfurling his wings to
limber. Quickly deepening violet eyes come to rest on Merinth, gold filling
his vision and mind, bronze venom receding from his concious thought.
R'lym takes a few steps toward Tilani unconciously, but stops, still paying
more attention to the feeding ground than anything else.
Tilani folds in on herself. The pride so common in her frame is absent now. It
is another emotion. Fear. Fright, which motivates her, makes her tremble.
She refuses to open her eyes.
T'quinn peers threateningly at R'tar, dragon instinct firmly possesing a lock
over his sense of self.
At the feeding grounds, Zyrieth turns his heds this way and that, eyes
whirling a violent red-orange waiting... ready.
IgenW-LC> Brooke walks into the cavern, runing a comb through her wet hair.
She smiles to everyone, and goes over to Alea. "Hi, guys.." she murs softly.
Rialto pops in from the cold of *between*
A very distant and quickly receding part of C'ron allows him to turn and gaze
with a mixture of compassion and more overwhelmingly lust at the weyrwoman.
His gaze snaps back to Mammeth and his lips quiver into a snarl as his
vision becomes filled of bronze, gold, and crimson.
R'tar feels a gaze and turns, eyes first resting on Tilani. Noticing her gaze
firmly locked on the pens, he searches for a source. Finds T'quinn.
Hardened features are at first stoic, but suddenly melt into a sneer. He
bows to the bronzerider, with a snide flourish.
At the feeding grounds, Merinth 's poise stretches the moment's shadows and is
eventually shattered with a definant roar as her bejeweled eyes focus on
the slight weyrwoman. She relents, sucumbing herself to only blood.
IgenW-LC> Alea smiles at Brooke, "Lots of activity tonight."
IgenW-LC> Brooke nods, sitting beside her and giving her a gentle squeeze. "So
I see.." she giggles softly.
Janelle moves over by Tilani and gives a light, supportive touch.
Aisha who had been wandering a bit aimlessly back to the caverns, stops and
frowns at the weyrwoman. "Tilani!" she calls in the same tone she uses for
residents who are slacking in their chores.
Tilani relents herself, as the emotional wash of blood in her dragon's throat
trickles into her spirt. She lifts her head. And whips around to stare at
Janelle, grief is torn from her. The moment arrives.
IgenW-LC> Alea nods over at Jerissa. "I told Rissa I'd keep her company till
Merinth flies."
IgenW-LC> Solfore sits back down, gazing at her juice without really seeing
it. SHe looks out towards the bowl now and then.
At the feeding grounds, Rsonth settles into a shaded and dark corner of the
grounds, against the bowl wall. His lusty violet eyes floating in the dark
space around him like two stars floating in the sky. He emits a low, deep,
and brassy rumble-croon to Merinth as he slowly regards the glowing and
beautiful gold.
At the feeding grounds, Vtanth rakes a talon across the sandy floor, creating
a great gash in the earth. Passion flickers in his eyes, his bloodthirst
now quenched as he gazes upon the sultry queen.
And suddenly she unfolds, arms spread wide and inviting to the sky. She calls
to her lifting dragon, "Glory, love. Fly high in glory."
At the feeding grounds, Mammeth tastes the delicious moment of burgeoning
anticipation. His tail flicks back and forth rapidly striking dragons
nearby arrogantly. His eyes become a burgundy of seething passion as he
regards Merinth.
At the feeding grounds, Merinth lifts without pretence. It is a race into the
dying sky.
At the feeding grounds, Merinth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Merinth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
IgenW-LC> Brooke smiles a bit. "Yeah.." she glances between them, her eyes
glittering.
At the feeding grounds, Taloth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Taloth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
Just overhead, Merinth beats her wings powerfully.
Midway up in the Bowl, Merinth swoops higher up into the Bowl.
Midway up in the Bowl, Merinth spreads her wings to catch an updraft.
High in the Bowl, Merinth flies higher with a beat of her wings.
At the feeding grounds, Zyrieth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Zyrieth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
At the feeding grounds, Rsonth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Rsonth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
At the feeding grounds, Vtanth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Vtanth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
Janelle eases back from Tilani, turning to watch.
At the feeding grounds, Mammeth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Mammeth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
T'quinn's eyes leap to the sky, intensely focused on the excitement above.
Just overhead, Taloth uncoils, every ounce of stored energy pushing him after
Merinth, into the freedom of the Igen sky. His wings pump, pummeling the
wind to rise.
Just overhead, Taloth beats his wings powerfully.
Midway up in the Bowl, Taloth swoops higher up into the Bowl.
Just overhead, Vtanth beats his wings powerfully.
Midway up in the Bowl, Vtanth swoops higher up into the Bowl.
D'ris staggers backwards as the dragons leap into the sky. His eyes
half-lidded, his own conciousness sinks into the recesses of his head, his
dragon-link moving to the forefront.
Tilani is embraced by the joy of laughter as the dragons take wing. She moves
to her weyr, with her love, and life.
You head over towards the field to the southeast.

Field outside the Main Entrance
Contents:
Obvious exits:
Guest ledge INFirmary Main Entrance Center of Bowl Feeding Grounds North
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Taloth spreads his wings to catch an updraft.
Freya> High in the Bowl, Taloth flies higher with a beat of his wings.
Freya> C'ron flaps his elongated wings after his hindlimbs spring him a full
meter into the air. Hard flaps of his wingsails gain him a speed advantage
at the expense of hendurance.
Freya> Just overhead, Zyrieth's spring into the air is, as Merinth's without
ceremony or pretense. He beats his great wings furiously as he seeks to
gain height and momentum as qquickly as possible to gais quick advantage.
Freya> Just overhead, Rsonth beats his wings powerfully.
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Rsonth swoops higher up into the Bowl.
You head into the Igen Weyr Living Cavern.

Igen Weyr Living Cavern(#600RJMQ)
Contents:
Obvious exits:
Bowl STairs Records Room INFirmary Kitchen Inner Caverns
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Rsonth spreads his wings to catch an updraft.
Freya> High in the Bowl, Rsonth flies higher with a beat of his wings.
Freya> Aisha shakes her head slightly as a faint blush touches her cheeks.
Arms folded firmly across her chest, she picks her way back to
Freya> R'lym heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Vtanth follows the bronze who poses to know so
much, his strenth abounding as he mimics Taloth, so familiar with the
stranger skies.
R'lym comes in from the Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Mammeth flaps his elongated wings after his hindlimbs
spring him a full meter into the air. Hard flaps of his wingsails gain him
a speed advantage at the expense of endurance.
Freya> D'ris heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
Freya> R'tar pushes from the fence, whirling to again push through the crowd
wordlessly. He follows the rider to her weyr as his dragon follows her
queen to the air.
Freya> Aisha heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
D'ris comes in from the Bowl.
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Vtanth spreads his wings to catch an updraft.
Freya> High in the Bowl, Vtanth flies higher with a beat of his wings.
Aisha comes in from the Bowl.
Freya> T'quinn heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
You climb the stairs to the balcony, and then further up to the upper hallway.

Upper Hallway(#517RJs)
Obvious exits:
Weyrleaders Guest Weyr Council Room South STairs
IgenW-LC> Tilani climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
D'ris steps into the hallway from the stairs.
IgenW-LC> D'ris climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
You open the door and walk into Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the door
behind you.

Tilani and R'tar's Weyr(#6574RJMs)
Contents:
R'tar's Chess Set
Obvious exits:
Hallway Merinth and Taloth's Ledge
IgenW-LC> Brooke blinks as everyone comes in.
IgenW-LC> R'lym climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
IgenW-LC> Lorare swoops into the room from the inner caverns.
IgenW-LC> Lorare swoops through the opening, out into the Bowl.
D'ris opens the door and steps into Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the door
behind him.
Freya> R'tar heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
Freya> C'ron heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-LC> R'tar comes in from the Bowl.
Freya> Just overhead, Zyrieth beats his wings powerfully.
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Zyrieth swoops higher up into the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> C'ron comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> R'tar climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
IgenW-LC> T'quinn comes in from the Bowl.
Freya> Algy walks over from the field to the southeast.
IgenW-LC> T'quinn climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
IgenW-LC> Dysira walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> C'ron climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
R'tar opens the door and steps into Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the door
behind him.
T'quinn opens the door and steps into Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the
door behind him.
C'ron opens the door and steps into Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the door
behind him.
Freya> Midway up in the Bowl, Zyrieth spreads his wings to catch an updraft.
Freya> High in the Bowl, Zyrieth flies higher with a beat of his wings.
T'quinn stumbles inside.
R'lym opens the door and steps into Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the door
behind him.
Freya> Dysira walks over from the field to the southeast.
C'ron is almost led by a drudge into the weyr. His eyes truly not seeing his
surroundings.
R'tar walks in, pausing at the door of familiar surroundings which somehow now
seem unfamiliar. He watches a woman who displays the same qualities, and
turns from her.
IgenW-LC> Alea looks over at Jerissa. "Are you going be ok, Rissa? Can we go
outside now?"
Freya> Zaphia fans her wings to Rialto happily.
Freya> Ronan pulls his eyes down from the sky briefly to nod at Dysira before
returning his gaze to the flight.
IgenW-LC> Aisha sinks down in a chair, and folds her arms. She gazes around
the cavern, frowning.
Freya> Rialto warbles to Zaphia and cocks his head skyward.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa nods and rises from her seat, "So long as no-one wafts wine
skins under my nose!"
Freya> Algy chirples grumpily.
IgenW-LC> Brooke strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
D'ris stumbles in, eyes glassy and half-lidded. He staggers torwards Tilani
and stops abruptly, a few paces away from her, swaying slightly as his mind
is not with him, but up in the air, with his lifemate.
Merinth> Zyrieth roars anger and anxiety at the others. The golden prize is
_his_ and he beats his great wings fiercely to bring that point home!
Blinded to the environment 'neath the sky, Quinn stumbles in and leans against
the wall for support, fumbling at his belt, empty of the usual wineskins."
IgenW-LC> Alea giggles. "I promise."
IgenW-LC> Alea walks out to the Bowl.
Merinth> Merinth's shadow swiftly climbs the sandstone wall as her energy,
this her life's dance takes her into the great expanse, the freedom of the
air. Starstones lead to the stars and she is away, racing headlong into the
night.
IgenW-LC> Aisha hmphs. "Of course not, Jerissa."
Freya> Alea walks over from the field to the southeast.
R'lym holds his arms wraps tightly about each other as he slowly walks ovver
to the nearest wal and presses his back to it hard.
IgenW-LC> Solfore smiles at Jerissa as she finally takes a first sip of her
juice.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa nods at Aisha. "Amy says there might be injuries. I guess I
can try and see if I can take my mind elsewhere" she remarks as she heads
out.
IgenW-LC> Aisha leans down so her head is touching the wood of the table, and
she just stays like that for a while.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa walks out to the Bowl.
Tilani takes a deep breath, and fairly dances through the sandstone weyr
towards the ledge, catching the last glimpses of her mate as she rises the
lip of the caldara. More laughter, mania, escape her.
Merinth> Taloth stumbles in flight slightly as he feels another bronze tightly
upon him. He roars in indignation and rage, angling to the left in an
attempt to leave the other behind. Merinth climbs before him, suddenly
growing dangerously smaller with her speed.
Merinth> Rsonth climbs into the air like a dark bronze shooting bullet. His
sleek, straight form pointed almost vertically, every strong wingbeat
pushes him forward in his pursuit of Merinth, the smaller bronze falling in
torwards the end of the group, using the slipstream to his advantage.
Merinth> Vtanth spurs forth on wings used to braving strange skies. He
parallels Taloth on the right, his unmarred broze gleaming in the moonlight.
Merinth> Zyrieth spreads his wings wide and catches a thermal, propelling high
into the air as he seeks both height and momentum to achieve the golden and
glorious queen!
C'ron strides off-balance blindly and slowly like a falling giant of a tree
falls onto his side on the floor. He gnashes his teeth and growls ferally.
IgenW-LC> Solfore nods to Aisha, "If you will excuse me, I'm gong to watch and
be out their in case help is needed."
IgenW-LC> Solfore walks out to the Bowl.
Merinth> The barren wastes of the Igen desert open beneath the Queen as her
course leads her away from the Weyr. The dusty wind refuses to dull the
brilliant gleam off her hide. Ichor pounds, a tale told in a tail's taunt.
Out, up, away!
Merinth> Once again, Taloth catches her sweet heat scent. His nostrils flare,
lids closing for the merest moment as he savours it. His course pulls from
its diversion, angling past two other bronze's straight up, over the lip of
the bowl and into the desert sky.
IgenW-LC> Aisha slowly lifts up her head as the living cavern empties. Her
eyes are dark with emotion, though suspciously bright, as she swallows and
gazes towards the entrance.
Merinth> Rsonth roars at each successive older and larger bronze he passes,
then falls in directly behind Vtanth, the larger bronze creating a
slipstream, making it easier for every wingbeat. Conserving his energy for
the time being, he waits patiently behind Vtanth, a slight film of moisture
forming on his dark bronze hide, causing a shimmer on his hide from the
moonlight.
Merinth> Brilliant golden gleam, a star in his red-violet eyes, Vtanth leaps
forth, a sudden onsurge of energy as the wind whips through his sails.
Navigating the air as a craft built for endurance on squallish waves, he
slips into a pocket on his right, keeping directly behind the goldem jewel.
Merinth> Zyrieth continues to ride the upward flow of the thermal as he once
again starts to beat his wings hard to keep pace, though from above, with
the beautiful queen. Already high over the lip of the bowl, he soars
faster, higher and toward his goal.
Merinth> Merinth faster. Stronger. Higher, still. Up, into the stars, the
dusty stars. Her course shifts away from the death of desert to the
mountains, arching slowly, achingly slowly her speed brings her dancing
into the sunset. Rukbat's golden fireball paying her own glow it's dying
honor.
IgenW-LC> Mikel ambles out from the inner caverns.
IgenW-LC> Mikel walks out to the Bowl.
Merinth> Vtanth continues on, undaunted, sparing a glance for hindsight, his
scope involving his wingbrother. Growling in fury, he veers to the left,
unleashing the wind thatt he was suppressing.
Merinth> Powerful muscles rippling, straining, Zyrieth works his wings harder,
faster. The chase is the only thing and the powerful bronze is up to the
challenge. He closes his wings to breifly allow gravity to increase his
speed, sacrificing but a little height for this gain.
IgenW-LC> Brooke ambles out from the inner caverns.
IgenW-LC> Brooke walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Jacera ambles out from the inner caverns.
Merinth> Rsonth springs over the rim of the bowl, now a dusty expanse
underneath him. His lusty violet eyes creating a tiny streak and dot in the
sky, Rsonth peels to the right and underneath Vtanth. Corded and defined
muscles coursing through his body, he wings through the open sky torwards
the glowing gold object of his desire in the distance.
IgenW-LC> Brooke comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Brooke snugs onto Jacera as soon as she sees her.
IgenW-LC> Jacera smiles at Aisha and waves as she walks in with Brooke. "Hiya
Aisha."
IgenW-LC> Aisha watches Mikel's and Brooke's progress through the living
caverns, and sits up a little straighter. She takes a deep breath. "Hi
Jacera." she says in a mostl.y normal tone.
Merinth> Mammeth flies higher with a beat of his wings.
IgenW-LC> Jacera says "You okay, Aisha?"
Merinth> Taloth rolls silently over the desert, wind whistling across his
hide. Angling past Zyrieth, he snorts, inaudible to all but the other
bronze. Wings beat, powerful lunges against the currents they seek to
master, pulling him upwards towards Merinth.
T'quinn opens his arms wide, his hands slap against the cool walls. His jaw is
set, as are his eyes and intentions, on Tilani...
IgenW-LC> Aisha gestures faintly towards the bowl. "Uh, sure. Things seem to
be going okay."
IgenW-LC> Jacera glances out towards the bowl and nods. "Need help with the
wineskins?"
D'ris remains oddly quiet and concentrated, fists clenched, fingernails biting
into his skin.
Tilani's exhale is a whistle through pouted lips. Her eyes are slightly
glazed, glossy. Her joy is far away, in flight. She turns from the ledge
and moves slowly about her weyr.
IgenW-LC> Aisha blinks for a moment, opens her mouth to say something then
closes it again. After a pause, she says, "Yes, please."
IgenW-LC> Jacera sits down beside Aisha and looks curiously at Aisha. "You
okay?"
Merinth> Mammeth's wings dance under the bright Igen sun, he veers erratically
catching the baked wind currents with almost preternatural ease. Although
his speed is astonishing for a bronze, it is unclear even the wholehearted
efforts of Mammeth can keep up such a breathtaking pace.
R'tar's back ripples as his muscles tense in silent laughter. "And how Fort
flies, tries, eventually fails. How piteous." he says, to the wall before
him.
Merinth> Minutes pass. Foothills turn to Mountains. Mountains rise to join in
the chase. Merinth continues to climb, above the desert, above the hills
above the mountains. Faster they come, and faster still she flies.
Snowcapped peaks pass beneath her and she crys in Georgia joy.
Tilani turns on R'tar, "Arrogance, lover?" -- "But I thought you'd learned
that lesson once before."
Merinth> Zyrieth sees what seems to be his chance and closes his wings tight
for a dive! Down, down and forward he dives toward the racing golden
beauty! TOO SOON! He Quickly opens his wings to regain height and momentum,
but it is too late! Zyrieth has missed his opportunity and scrificed his
advantages. The Bronze BELLOWS his frustration as he watches the others
continue far closer to Merinth than he. Hopelessout of the chase, he lifts
one wing, almost in salute and turns to circle back toward the Igen Weyr
bowl.
IgenW-LC> Aisha looks at Jacera for a moment, her eyes dark. "It's a mating
flight. We need wineskins."
D'ris casts a silent scowl at R'tar, then slowly steps back, leaning back
against a wall of the weyr.
Merinth> Rsonth before him, Vtanth close behind. Taloth races, lust-bound,
lifting slightly to overtake them. He dips upwards, wings still, as he
rises. The light of the night is shadowed on their backs.
IgenW-LC> Jacera grins a bit and nods. "You're feeling it too?"
IgenW-LC> Aisha rises quickly to her feet and begins to bustle about, ordering
drudges to bring out wineskins. A careful observer would note a sharpness
to her tone and a slight jerkiness to her motions.
R'lym's intensity increases for a moment, followed almost immediately by a
look of release...relief. He nods once to Tilani and turns on his heels and
heads out of the weyr.
Merinth> Mammeth darts with awe-inspiring deftness from the whipping eddies of
air currents around him. He is relying on their butressing to sustain his
speedy pace. But the currents fail him and he trumpets a defiant note as he
glides exhaustedly watching Merinth disappear from sight.
Merinth> Vtanth jeers his heartless pride to the faltering bronze, staking his
claim he stokes the air with wings of fire, pulling forward more as he
peers to the right, finding Taloth level with him. Veins pulsing in
subsistence of thee extraneous pace, he flattens himself against the
rushing wings, floating with ease, seemingly gacing the moutaintops as he
arrows by.
R'tar turns quickly, eyes bearing down on his mate. "Don't call me that here,
Tilani. I thought /you'd/ learned your lesson about love and flights."
Tilani glances to R'lym's exit, and back to R'tar. Her eyes are all that's
needed to say 'you could join him.'
R'lym opens the door and walks out of Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the
door behind him.
C'ron blinks his eyes and grinds his teeth, but his normal self is in
ascendance and he grins and releases a pent up breath. Still lust flickers
in his eyes as he leaves teh weyr quietly.
Merinth> Rsonth beats strong and hard, youth and energy coming to his side as
it pushes his powerful muscles and wings onwards, wing beating so fast they
appear a mere blur to the naked eye. Turning his read to look around, he
spots Taloth behind him, rising and attempting to pass. The bronze also
lifts, keeping in front of Taloth. He will not pass.
IgenW-LC> Aisha hmphs at Jacera. "These things happen regularly." Never mind
Tilani's odd behaviour. She whirls away, obstensibly to get more wineskins
ready.
C'ron opens the door and walks out of Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the
door behind him.
Merinth> Mammeth furls his wings slightly.
T'quinn coughs in sick joviality as he spies R'tar, gathering his arms against
him, he takes a staggered step forward.
IgenW-LC> C'ron comes down the stairway.
IgenW-LC> C'ron walks out to the Bowl.
Merinth> Merinth's lust turns firey, playful. Serpentine she writhes. Purient
nature giving spawn to curiosity. Her serpentine neck twists behind her and
a taunting call trills towards her pursuers. Closer, now.
Merinth> With a breif sound of ultimate frustration, Taloth watches Rsonth
rise to block his path. For a moment, his attention focusses not on
Merinth, but on the great bronze before him. A great push down pulls him
further upwards as he bellows.
IgenW-LC> Jacera watches as C'ron walks out. "Looks like its winding down..."
IgenW-LC> R'lym comes down the stairway.
IgenW-LC> Aisha gathers a handful of wineskins close to her, as a bevy of
drudges surround her. She lifts her head up high. "Let's go then."
R'tar notices T'quinn. "And you, you agree?"
IgenW-LC> R'lym heads over to a table at random and sits down.
R'tar says "Lust or love. What is your pleasure?"
IgenW-LC> Aisha marches over to R'lym. "Want a wineskin?" she asks all
business like.
IgenW-LC> Jacera stands up and grabs a wineskin, then walks over towards
R'lym, smiling hesitantly. "Hello, R'lym..."
Merinth> Zyrieth furls his wings slightly.
Tilani's hollow chuckle follows her footsteps back to the ledge, "You'll have
neither."
D'ris opens his eyes a mere crack to glare at R'tar, but remains silent, his
breathing deep and slightly controlled, sweat beaded on his forehead.
IgenW-LC> R'lym shrugs slightly and nods. Also slightly. 'P'raps...'
IgenW-LC> Kenai waves.
IgenW-LC> Aisha shoves a wineskin at R'lym. "Here." she says almost angrily.
IgenW-LC> Kenai walks out to the Bowl.
Merinth> Ignoring the neighboring folly, Vtanth pulls himself forward and
closer. He veers around Rsonth and Taloth, dipping beneath their path to
slide up slightly below and a dragonlength behind to luminescent gold. He
spits a jeer of pride to the dragons behind, then beats his wings with
challenging grace.
T'quinn narrows an eye at R'tar, "That is for Merinth to decide!"
IgenW-LC> R'lym takes the wineskin abently and takes a small sip, then pulls
it away from his lips.
Merinth> Rsonth lets out a croon from deep within his throat, out to Merinth
as she inches closer. Keeping his violet eyes locked forwards, he now no
longer notices nor cares for Taloth's position for the time being. 35
meters long of bronze strength and virility, adrenaline surging through his
veins, Rsonth pours out every drop of his being torwards his purposeful
wingbeats torwards Merinth, the object of his love and desire.
IgenW-LC> Jacera frowns at Aisha, then looks down at R'lym again. "Mind if I
join you...?"
IgenW-LC> Aisha watches R'lym for a moment and then her eyes narrow at
Jacera's question. "Better watch out. Darci's the jealous type."
IgenW-LC> R'lym shrugs again.
Dragon> Merinth senses that Rsonth envelops you in a warm, loving,
desire-filled mindvoice << Come to me my sweet, my beauty. Let me care for
you, and surround you in my warmth and love. >>
Merinth> Taloth is caught off-guard, seeing Vtanth pull away faster than he
can recover. Pride wounded, he shifts away from Rsonth, thrusting through
the air after the other bronze. Attention which was twice diverted from the
prize, is not pulled to her once again as he catches sight of her golden
hide. Closer. She is closer. His senses fill with her, excite him to reach
beyond tired body to other energy.
Merinth> Merinth's speed has dropped and desire pulls from the basest reserves
of her frame. This dillettante of a Queen flares and twists, reaching.
Escape. Spirit undaunted, the energetic rush is now visibly fading from her
wingbeats. Taunt turns to arduous task. Freedom.
R'tar shrugs his shoulder. "That it is, Fort. Well stated. You'll not know
tonight, though. "
IgenW-LC> R'lym nods to Aisha "Is she?"
D'ris shakes his head once, pointedly at the direction of R'tar, then closes
his eyes once more, distractedly.
Merinth> Rsonth senses that Merinth's anger at this intrusion tears back along
the telepathy, a blast of spirit mingled with mental energy, << Away! You
will never! >>
T'quinn cackles and hisses his retort, "You claim to know more than the gold?!"
IgenW-LC> Jacera glances at R'lym briefly as she sits beside him, then frowns
at Aisha. "What is _wrong_ with you, Aisha?"
IgenW-LC> Aisha frowns at R'lym. "Are you asking me or telling me?"
R'tar tips his head back, a growling retort edged with laughter. "I'll not
rise to that, nice volley." The tone in his voice, dripping sarcasm, says
the oppisite.
Tilani's hand clasp behind her back, leaving the men behind her. Forever
behind her as the wind caresses her body.
IgenW-LC> Aisha eyes Jacera. "Nothing is wrong with /me/. But for once, I'd
like to see you not flirt with everything that moves."
IgenW-LC> R'lym shrugs "Dunno.
Merinth> Edging on frustrated passion, Vtanth takes in Taloth's presence in
his peripheral vision. Hastily he dives forward, talons outstretched to
snag the queen...Blasted! Too soon! He has managed only to catch her wake
in his empty clutches!
IgenW-LC> Jacera glares at Aisha. "All I did was ask to _sit_ beside him!"
IgenW-LC> Aisha snorts. "Men."
IgenW-LC> Jacera stands up quickly and stalks away from R'lym. "FINE. I'm not
sitting by him now."
IgenW-LC> R'lym sighs.
Merinth> Rsonth points upwards slightly, gaining a little altitude and rising
into the night sky, against the stars. Merinth, the prize of the chase, is
fading. Renewed by the sight, he beats even faster than before, wings
straining with every beat as he slowly reaches into the deepest of his
youthful reserves. casting only one backwards glance at Taloth, Rsonth
surges forwards, a deep, brassy, insistent croon directed to Merinth
present at all times.
IgenW-LC> Aisha nods. "There are other men who are probably just as desperate
you can sit next to."
Merinth> Vtanth turns to take in a nearing moutaintop. Quickly correcting his
forward path he veers out of the way, but it costs him his gain.
IgenW-LC> Jacera stalks over towards Aisha and glares up at her. "But R'lym is
my _friend_ and I wanted to talk to him."
Merinth> With added strength bourne of senses filled, Taloth doesn't notice
Vtanth's miss. He sees Merinth grow as he closes on her. Grow and fill his
world. It is cast into shadow as bronze hide eclipses, Rsonth. Ahead of him
and racing towards his queen. He surges upward, coming down hard towards
the two.
D'ris pushes off the weyr wall, eyes cast upon Tilani standing on the weyr
ledge against the night sky, moonlight gihlighting her hair. He steps
torwards her a few paces, then stops, as the his lifemate inches closer to
Merith. So close, yet so far.
Merinth> Vtanth peers at thee two diving in towards her, defeated he bellows
his disappointment and circles to the ground.
IgenW-LC> Aisha looks down at Jacera. "Oh, yes, you have many such /friends/,
but as his /friend/, I doubt you just want to talk."
Merinth> The thunder of ichor in her veins. The sun sinks below the horizon
and all that is left is the burning glow of the Queen, Merinth's vantage
has been consumed as the two remaining males close. Striving. Headlong.
Harder.
T'quinn snarls, nearly spitting at R'tar and D'ris as he sputters angrily, his
wordsindiscernable as he wheels out.
Merinth> Vtanth furls his wings slightly.
T'quinn opens the door and walks out of Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the
door behind him.
IgenW-LC> T'quinn comes down the stairway.
IgenW-LC> Jacera snorts quietly. "And what does it matter if I do? Don't you
think that's /R'lym's/ decision?"
Merinth> The shadow falls as Taloth descends, claws reaching out either to
ensnare his queen or marr the bronze that dares to try. He hisses, concert
with the wind singing his hide as he plummets. Towards Merinth. Towards
Rsonth.
IgenW-LC> T'quinn's face is blanched and angry. He maintains his composure
enough to toss off a salute to the riders and a wave to the others before
he departs.
IgenW-LC> T'quinn walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Aisha hmphs. "R'lym is not himself right now."
IgenW-LC> Aisha jerks her head away as another rider arrives. "Why doesn't he
just leave?"
IgenW-LC> Jacera slams her wineskin down on the table beside Aisha and glares
at her. "D'you just want me to go hide in my room until all the
bronzeriders have left Igen?"
IgenW-LC> R'lym looks at the wineskin. considering.
IgenW-LC> Aisha puts her face very close to R'lym's. "Go home."
Merinth> Rsonth leers his head around to see who's left. Just Taloth. Rsonth
banks to the left, and right, just ahead of Taloth, keeping him back.
Turning his head back to Merinth, he also assumes a dive, even with Taloth.
ROARing, the bronze wails as he spots Taloth inching ahead, the larger
bronze using his weight to his advantage. One last chance, suddenly, Rsonth
banks to the left in a vain effort to cut Taloth off.
IgenW-LC> Jacera grabs Aisha's arm and pulls her away from R'lym. "You leave
him alone! He can stay if he wants!"
Merinth> Merinth's straining neck thrusts her forward. Away, not yet. This is
her joy, not yet. Desperately she tears her tail away from her pursuers.
Her frame lurches with exertion.
IgenW-LC> Aisha glares at Jacera and smacks her across the face with her free
hand.
IgenW-LC> R'lym stares back at Aisha, his face suddenly very grim. "I /came/
here at the news of the passing of an old friend. Meri.." he swallows, "I
had no other intentions. Have none other."
IgenW-LC> Jacera just blinks a couple times and stares at Aisha, clapping her
hand to her sore cheek. She whispers quietly, "What's wrong with you,
Aisha...?"
IgenW-LC> Aisha jerks away from Jacera as her eyes fill with tears.
IgenW-LC> Cady ambles out from the inner caverns.
IgenW-LC> Cady walks in and goes straight for a glass of wine.
Merinth> Taloth crashes downward, no finesse. First he follows Rsonth and then
-- quite suprisingly -- the bronze is coming towards him. Hurtling. He
banks left, attempting to avoid collision. Desperately, he lets out a cry
as the other mirrors his movement. He pulls back, hard. Claws graze
Rsonth's wingtip as he swoops upward and then down. Into Merinth. Grasping
her.
IgenW-LC> Aisha says with a quiet fierceness. "Never grab me like that again."
IgenW-LC> Cady peers at Aisha from over her glass.
IgenW-LC> Jacera glares after Aisha, then sits down beside R'lym very
deliberately and leans over to give him a very clear kiss.
Merinth> Merinth turns, too late, to avoid the crush winged bronze. Taloth's
neck, talons, tail ensnare her body and her voice screams defiance.
Writhing only tightens the colossus' grip upon her and she is his. The
scream turns to jubilation. Taloth flies her.
IgenW-LC> Cady looks from Aisha to Jacera and R'lym. "Hmmm, I take it the only
safe place may be nextto you Brooke.
IgenW-LC> R'lym lets Jacera kiss him, then puts a hand on the spot. He sits in
quiet thought.
R'tar eyes D'ris, not with anger but with a short gaze of respect. It is lost
as he turns for Tilani, forgetting all else.
Tilani's trance-like state breaks only for a moment and she turns, facing the
weyr. She finds R'tar's crush even as her dragon find's Taloth's.
Merinth> Rsonth wails his defeat as Taloth barely evades him, eyes flashing a
red of anger. Suddenly, a pain rips through the very edge of his wing as
the bronze fights to turn out of his extreme bank. Looking down and
noticing Merinth caught, the large bronze slowly, and tiredly banks away,
defeated, back torwards the Weyr.
IgenW-LC> Aisha angrily brushes away her tears and frowns at R'lym. "All you
can do is sit there! I can't see how you and Allis were friends."
Merinth> Taloth cradles his beloved queen as they drop out of sight.
D'ris opens his eyes wide in a contorted expression of pain, sorrow,
disappointment, and anger. Spinning on his heels, and almost losing his
balance, he always cries out. "No!.........no!....." blinking through wet
eyes, he makes out the exit of the weyr.
D'ris opens the door and walks out of Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the
door behind him.
IgenW-LC> R'lym's flace flushes as he returns Aisha's glare, "What would you
have me do? Burst into tears? I'm a Wey.." he swallows. "I can.t"
Merinth> Rsonth furls his wings slightly.
IgenW-LC> Cady looks over at teh headwoman and just bits her tongue.
IgenW-LC> Anaika comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Jacera looks from Aisha to R'lym and back again, quietly seething.
IgenW-LC> D'ris comes down the stairway.
IgenW-LC> Aisha's face crumples and she practically falls on the Weyrleader as
she flings her arms around him. "Oh, R'lym, it's okay."
IgenW-LC> Jacera moves out of the way and stalks over to sit beside Cady.
IgenW-LC> T'lyn comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Cady sips at her wine.
IgenW-LC> Alea walks out of the infirmary.
IgenW-LC> T'lyn strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
IgenW-LC> Dysira comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> R'lym quietly returns Aisha's hugs, his eyes most definately
moistening in the losing battle with tears.
IgenW-LC> D'ris staggers down the steps, nearly losing his balance as he
reaches the last step and stumbles into the living cavern, face covered
with a fine film of sweat.
IgenW-LC> Cady eyes all teh sudden;y appearing riders.
IgenW-LC> Alea comes in from the infirmary. "Dris are you allright!"
IgenW-LC> Cady gets up and grabs some wineskins. "anyone want some of these by
any chnace?
IgenW-LC> Alea takes one of the skins from Cady and offers it to Dris, "Is he
hurt badly, Dris?"
IgenW-LC> Aisha hugs R'lym tightly as she allows herself to cry for a few
moments.
IgenW-LC> T'lyn ambles out from the inner caverns.
IgenW-LC> D'ris walks across the cavern, eyes half-lidded, glazed over,
oblivious. A strange mix of emotion comes over his face. The bronzerider,
back slightly bent forward, slowly, almost fights, to make his way to the
bowl.
IgenW-LC> Jacera stands up and stalks out into the bowls, grabbing a wineskin
as she goes.
IgenW-LC> Jacera walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> D'ris walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Alea walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> T'lyn walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Cady chews her lip and mumbles to hgerself about checking on Jacera.
IgenW-Bowl> Just overhead, Wistrenth beats her wings powerfully.
IgenW-Bowl> Midway up in the Bowl, Wistrenth swoops higher up into the Bowl.
IgenW-Bowl> Midway up in the Bowl, Wistrenth backwings to land on Wistrenth's
ledge.
IgenW-LC> Cady chews her lip and mumbles to hgerself about checking on Jacera.
IgenW-LC> R'lym quietly holds Aisha for a few moments.
IgenW-LC> Brooke sighs softly as she watches everything happen.
IgenW-LC> Brooke walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Aisha leaps off R'lym's lap as quickly as she got on it and smoothes
her apron as if nothing has happened.
IgenW-LC> Dysira moves into the cavern, eyes lingering on Aisha and R'lym
briefly. Taking a deep breath, she settles in a chair. Quietly, not meaning
to interupt to much, she says, "Taloth caught her."
IgenW-LC> R'lym composes himself and and takes a deeps breath. "She will be
missed."
IgenW-LC> Aisha clears her throat, as a faint blush tinges her cheeks. "Ahh,
it was expected."
IgenW-LC> Dysira's eyes linger on R'lym as she cups her mouth with a weary
hand. she nods to Aisha.
IgenW-LC> Aisha sits down next to R'tar and crosses her legs. "Yes, very much."
IgenW-LC> R'lym nods.
IgenW-LC> Carlon ambles out from the inner caverns.
IgenW-LC> Aisha sits next to R'lym rather.
IgenW-Bowl> Janelle heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-Bowl> Lunarth heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-LC> R'lym finally gives in and pours some wine into a glass, "Would you
like some ,Aisha?"
IgenW-LC> Janelle comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Aisha nods faintly to R'lym and quietly takes a glass.
IgenW-LC> Dysira gives Janelle a small wave, noting the relative quiet after
the bustle of earlier.
IgenW-LC> Carlon waves
IgenW-LC> Aisha nods slightly to Carlon.
IgenW-LC> Brooke comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Brooke strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
IgenW-LC> Carlon Grins at Aisha
IgenW-LC> R'lym fills Aisha's glass, then sets the wienskin down and picks up
his own. "I..." As hemotions start to well up in him again, R'lym changes
the subject, "How've you been? Keeping up with the current new crop of
kids?"
IgenW-LC> Aisha touches R'lym's arm lightly, then withdraws her hand to her
lap. "I'm alright. It's breeding season here, but it's nice to see young
life." She smiles faintly. "Like now."
IgenW-LC> R'lym chuckles into a wide grin, "It's god to see you again. It's
been a while. the Weyr's kept me so busy lately."
IgenW-LC> Dysira slides the chair back and stands. "I think I'm going to turn
in."
IgenW-LC> Carlon says "have a good night"
IgenW-LC> Aisha waves. "Night Dysira."
IgenW-LC> Dysira nods silently, and wandersout in a tired stride.
IgenW-LC> Dysira walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Aisha smiles to R'lym. "Yes, you should come visit more often. We
all miss you."
IgenW-Bowl> Jesseth heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-LC> R'lym smiles and nods, "I know. I should. IT's such a short distance
and long one at the same time. There always seems to be something
pressing..."
IgenW-Bowl> Just overhead, Jesseth catches an updraft to glide into the air of
the Bowl.
IgenW-Bowl> Just overhead, Jesseth beats his wings powerfully.
IgenW-Bowl> Midway up in the Bowl, Jesseth swoops higher up into the Bowl.
IgenW-Bowl> Midway up in the Bowl, Jesseth wings down to Jesseth's ledge.
IgenW-LC> Aisha hmphs. "Just because I don't demand the Weyrleader doesn't
mean you don't need friends." She tilts her head. "I sound like Tilani."
IgenW-LC> Janelle looks confused.
IgenW-LC> Carlon listens to the conversation
IgenW-LC> Aisha shrugs it off.
IgenW-Bowl> Connor heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-LC> Connor comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> R'lym smiles quietly, not responding to the remark. He takes a sip
of wine.
IgenW-LC> Connor waves.
IgenW-LC> Aisha waves to Connor.
IgenW-LC> Aisha leans back a little in her chair. "So how are you doing,
R'lym? Besides being really busy."
IgenW-LC> R'lym sets the wine down and sits back. "Cold, though I suppose the
Thaw will come to the Reaches eventually."
IgenW-LC> Carlon strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
IgenW-LC> Aisha grins slightly. "That doesn't really answer the question."
IgenW-LC> Connor wanders over to Janelle. "Hi, Janelle. Um, that was a good
flight, huh?"
IgenW-LC> R'lym chuckles, "True, I suppose. I've been well. Zyrieth's been
well. We'd had a rough winter, though, because of some bad injuries..." He
add quickly, "But things have been smoother since."
IgenW-LC> Janelle nods at Connor.
IgenW-Bowl> Marjon strides in from the training field to the northeast.
IgenW-LC> Aisha hrms softly. "I gather he's fully recovered now?"
IgenW-Bowl> Marjon ambles over towards the beach to the northwest.
IgenW-LC> R'lym nods, "Wait. No. Zyrieth wasn't wounded, but we'd had a lot of
others to attend to, and short wings. Winter wasn't the more restful time
is usually is this Turn."
IgenW-LC> Alea walks out of the infirmary.
IgenW-LC> Mikel walks out of the infirmary.
IgenW-LC> Alea walks in from the infimary.
IgenW-LC> Alea spots a full wineskin and snags it for herself and Mikel.
IgenW-LC> Aisha nods. "Ahh, I see. And you and Darci?"
IgenW-LC> Mikel pulls a chair out for Alea and himself.
IgenW-LC> Alea sinks gratefully into the chair and pours wine for herself and
Mikel. She sips and sighs. "That's good."
IgenW-Bowl> Marjon comes over from the beach.
IgenW-Bowl> Marjon heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-LC> R'lym shrugs, "We seem to be able to work together alright. High
Reaches seems to be running smoothly."
IgenW-LC> Solfore comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Mikel plops into his chair. "I feel like I've actually acomplished
something."
IgenW-LC> Janelle perks up.
IgenW-LC> Alea nods and motions for Solfore to join them.
IgenW-LC> Solfore steps over to the tables that still hold a few wine skins,
feeling out the weights, she grabs one and heads back out into the bowl,
nodding to Alea, "In a few mintues. I'll be back."
IgenW-LC> Mikel watches Sol leave. "She must be making D'ris more comfortable."
IgenW-LC> Solfore walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Alea nods, "That's good. I like D'ris, but they have known him
longer and it /is/ just after a flight..."
IgenW-LC> Aisha mmms. "So are you more than just friends?"
IgenW-LC> R'lym nosd, "Course we are. We're Weyrleader and Weyrwoman..."
IgenW-LC> R'lym says "We've got to work together a lot."
IgenW-LC> Aisha grins. "Well, you can be Weyrwoman and Weyrleader and work
together and just be that or you can be friends or you can be more than
friends."
IgenW-LC> Alea sips her wine and sighs, relaxing. "It made me feel like a real
dragonhealer to be helping like that."
IgenW-LC> Aisha smiles at Alea. "Good for you."
IgenW-LC> Alea smiles back at Aisha. "I just watched Jerissa, but it was
sonderful!"
IgenW-LC> Mikel takes a sip of his wine and swirls it in his glass. "I thought
about helping with D'ris myself, but thought that there were already more
than enough capable people around."
IgenW-LC> Solfore comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Alea nods. I just didn't know...
IgenW-LC> Mikel looks at Alea. "Yes it was wonderful that we could help, but
I'd rather the Dragons didn't get hurt in the first place."
IgenW-LC> D'ris comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa wanders in behind D'ris and smiles at the people gathered.
IgenW-LC> Alea smiles, "How are you feeling D'ris."
IgenW-LC> Solfore perches on the edge of a table, grining at Mikel and Alea as
it's their table she decided to perch on.
IgenW-Bowl> Jacera comes over from the beach.
IgenW-Bowl> Jacera heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-LC> D'ris walks in slowly, wineskin in one hand. Smiling and nodding to
the people assembeled, he finds a nearby seat and sits down at it. Taking a
swig of wine, he clears his throat and smiles to Alea. "Better, Alea.
Thanks."
IgenW-LC> Mikel holds the wineskin up . "Jerissa, D'ris, come join us."
IgenW-LC> D'ris stands up and walks over to Mikel's table. Sitting down, he
greets them all. "Thank you for helping out with treating Rsonth. I really
appreciate it, as does Rsonth."
IgenW-LC> Alea pours more wine for the D'ris and Solfore. She produces some
fruit juice for Jerissa.
IgenW-LC> Jacera comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Solfore grins and moves into a seat, "I guess I should sit in a
chair now, right?"
IgenW-LC> Alea waves to Jacera.
IgenW-LC> Solfore sips at the wine Alea poured, smiling her thanks.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa slides onto a bench with the others and frowns at the juice
before accepting it.
IgenW-LC> Alea says "We we're thrilled to be allowed to help and glad Rsonth
was not hurt too badly.""
IgenW-LC> Jacera glares quietly over at R'lym and Aisha as she heads over
towards Alea, Solfore, and D'ris.
IgenW-LC> Mikel nods his agreement with Alea. "I love working with Dragons and
was glad to help."
IgenW-LC> Solfore takes another drink of the wine, enjoying the taste as she
coments, "Wines a treat for me, my mother would want to shoot me for even
having one wine."
IgenW-LC> Alea finishes her wine. "I should turn in. Jerissa may well decide
my exam is tomorrow so I should get some sleep." She smiles her good nights
to all.
IgenW-LC> Alea strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
IgenW-LC> Jerissa grins at Alea and Mikel as she relaxes back. She blinks at
Alea's departure. "Jays - she was quick!"
IgenW-LC> R'lym takes a quiet sip of wine
IgenW-LC> Mikel watches Alea bounce out of the room. "She can't stay still for
5 minutes...running here...running there."
said. Of course he prolly doesn't know you two are leaving."
IgenW-LC> Triks pops out of *between* the circles before landing.
IgenW-LC> Aisha chuckles lightly. "That's Alea."
IgenW-LC> Triks swoops through the opening, out into the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Jacera looks over at Solfore. "How're you, Sole?"
IgenW-LC> D'ris yawns, finds a dark corner to slump down in, and falls fast
asleep.

---------------------LOG ENDS - STATISTICS----------------
Original file (merinth22): 1998 lines
This file (merinth22.log): 1575 lines
Player Statistics:
PLAYER # of ACTIONS
Aisha 23
Alea 36
Anaika 3
Analinia 5
C'ron 16
D'ris 35
Dexius 2
Dysira 12
Jerissa 37
Mammeth 4
R'lym 21
R'tar 38
Rialto 2
Ronan 8
Solfore 15
T'quinn 35
Tilani 32
You 64

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