Merinth & Zyrieth's Hatching

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R'lym slips around the curtain, opening the door and going into the hall.
You slip around the curtain, opening the door and entering the hall.

Upper Hallway(#517RJs)
Contents:
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)
Contents:
Obvious exits:
Bowl STairs Records Room INFirmary Kitchen Inner Caverns
Frigga> In the room, Kaldara says "At last...."
R'lym comes down the stairway.
Frigga> In the room, Jacera gets up and moves over to sit beside Ilga.
Shandra exchanges a look with Tilani.
Frigga> In the room, Mitchell chuckles at Cari. "3 robes?"
Frigga> In the room, Carissea nods. "One for me, one for Ilga, and one for
Elsa. They asked me to."
Aidan waves frantically to 'Lani, trying to keep his new tunic neat.
Chandari waves to Tilani as she continues talking to Filana.
Kyleri waves to Tilani and R'lym. "Soon?"
Tilani glances to Shandra.
Kaya watches the people her age pass through with a smile, putting away her
mending.
J'rell watches the weyrwomen intently.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha smiles. "Ahhh. That was kind of you."
R'lym tilts his head.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal locats his sandals, slipping them on.
Frigga> In the room, Tevor looks at Elsa, "Well, one way or another we are
done with chores." A smile eases itself across his face.
Kaya says "That looks like a good excuse to stop.""
Shandra inclines her head towards the Bowl with a grin.
Frigga> In the room, Rantaar slips his sandals on, sinching them tightly. He
moves towards the cavern wall, leaning against it and watching everyone.
Frigga> In the room, Elsa winks at Tevor, "Back to normal life. Or not."
Anrya says "They aren't much older than me at all..."
Frigga> In the room, Katlyn fingers her almost silken robe, and looks up at
Tier, her eyes round.
Frigga> In the room, Rayel laughs at Tevor. "That's what you think."
Frigga> In the room, Lyran chuckles to Carissea. "I should've asked you
instead of mutilating my fingers. then!"
Frigga> In the room, Garelen smiles to Tevor. "Don't bet on it."
Frigga> In the room, Kaldara fidgets on the end of her cot, she pulls her legs
up and sits cross legged.
J'rell stands and leaves the table by the hearth.
Frigga> In the room, Elsa grins at Cari, "Thanks, Cari!"
Frigga> In the room, Mallon frowns at all the noise and talking, he looks at
the door, wishing he could go outside.
R'lym looks between Shandra ans Tilani.
Lobot shakes his head, and watches in awe.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal smiles at Katlyn, and quietly takes her hand.
Jaela stands and leaves the table by the hearth.
Frigga> In the room, Covalt curls up on her cot, stroking her lizards, quietly.
Jaela stands and glances at Tilani and then to Shandra, "Hmmmm."
Shandra pours herself another glass of wine lazily.
Jazmin nods absently at Rya...
Frigga> In the room, Katlyn squeezes Tier's hand, and raises it to her cheek.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha chuckles softly.
Frigga> In the room, Carissea whispers as quietly as she can to Ilga, Jacera,
and Elsa.
Frigga> In the room, Kaldara hugs her canine close to her. Scout licks her
face, wagging her tail.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal smiles softly at Katlyn.
Frigga> In the room, Drustan flitters lightly to Lyran's shoudler and chirps
comfortingly in her ear.
Frigga> In the room, Mitchell grins at Kaldara and winks.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal mutters to Katlyn, "... should... the... Not..."
J'rell stands by Shandra, looking casual.
Frigga> In the room, Kaldara smiles at Mitch.
Frigga> In the room, Hawke rocks back and forth, her firelizards next to her
trying to calm her nerves.
Frigga> In the room, Citrea stands off, a bit away from the main body of
candidates.
Chandari mutters to Filana, "... that... with... work."
Frigga> Meadow bugles at her pet /good luck!/
Shandra strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
Frigga> In the room, Solfore sits back down on her cot, reaching up on her
shoulder to pry Tempo's tail from around her neck, she holds him as she
waits for the eggs to do what they will.
J'cot smiles at R'lym and Tilani and waves to them.
Frigga> In the room, Shandra strides in from the hallway.
J'rell snags the wineskin.
Chandari blinks, "What is up?"
J'rell strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
Frigga> In the room, Rayel hugs Lyran, Elsa, and Covalt once each. "For luck."
Frigga> In the room, Elsa looks up at Shandra, eyes shining nervously.
Frigga> In the room, Mitchell blinks and stands respectfully.
Frigga> In the room, Lecil nods to Shandra.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Ok, please line up by your cots."
D'ew sips his juice quitly
Frigga> In the room, Mallon looks up at the Weyrwoman.
Frigga> In the room, J'rell strides in from the hallway.
Filana nods, and blushes.
Frigga> In the room, Shandra walks in, pushing her hair back. "Ahem."
Frigga> In the room, Elsa stands up, crossing to the front of her cot. She
fidgets nervously.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal stands next to his cot, thoughtfully.
Frigga> In the room, Hawke looks up at the Weyrleaders, and stands up by her
cot.
Frigga> In the room, J'rell slips in quietly.
Frigga> In the room, Lyran stands next to her cot, ramrod straight.
Frigga> In the room, Tevor stands in front of his cot.
Frigga> In the room, Mallon stands up and steps into line.
Frigga> In the room, Covalt snuggles close, then curls up agaisnt elsa,
tightly.
R'lym watches the Weyrleaders leave ing living cavern.
Frigga> In the room, Jacera catches her breath as the weyrleaders walk in,
then quickly moves to the end of her own cot.
Frigga> In the room, Rayel stands up.
Frigga> In the room, Ilga stands up, moving off of Jacera's cot to stand by
her own.
Jaela rubs her forehead, then sips her klah on her way out to the bowl.
Frigga> In the room, Carissea stands quickly.
Frigga> In the room, Kaldara rises to her feet.
Frigga> In the room, Shandra says "The eggs are quite hard, so I hope you've
all kept your robes nice and white."
Jaela walks out to the Bowl.
Frigga> In the room, Solfore bites into her lip, then sets Tempo on the cot
and stands by her cot, hands nervous against her robe.
Tilani greets the guests with a casual smile and an occansional 'good
evening'. Finally, "If you will excuse me."
Frigga> In the room, Katlyn nods to Tier, and smiles, looking out towards the
others, and then to Shandra.
Frigga> In the room, Garelen stands up, aligning with his fellows to the left
and right, then turns to look at the Weyrleaders.
Frigga> In the room, Tevor nods to the Weyrwoman.
Kaya sets the needle atop the clothes and follows at a leisurely pace.
Frigga> In the room, Shandra chuckles. "You don't need to stand, it may be a
while yet."
Frigga> In the room, Covalt pulls back, and straightens, shaking her hair back.
Kaya walks out to the Bowl.
You stride through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.

Inner Caverns(#310RAJ)
Obvious exits:
HeadWoman Living Cavern Weyr Staff Residents' Hall NUrsery Candidates
Frigga> In the room, Elsa nods to Shandra, blurting out, "I have Shandra!"
Frigga> In the room, Katlyn nods.
Frigga> In the room, Lyran grasps Elsa's hand and squeezes.
Frigga> In the room, Rantaar moves from the wall to stand by his hammock,
hands clasped behind his back.
R'lym strides in from the Living Caverns.
Frigga> In the room, Mitchell sits back down, fidgeting a bit with his robe.
Kyrenda steps in from the Resident's Hallway.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal smiles at Shandra. "Of course we have."
You stride into the Candidates' Barracks.

Candidates' Barracks(#309RAJ)
Contents:
wherhide band
Screech
Elsa's BPC
Marius
Allis' Mound of Sand
Lynara
List of Candidates
Obvious exits:
Dark passageway Inner Caverns
Rayel picks a piece of lint off his robe, placing it on Mitchell's robe.
Hawke sits back down, kicking her legs several times before cotching herself
and stopping.
Kaldara flicks a spec of dust from her robe....
Elsa turns to Lyran a nervous smile flitting across her face as she squeezes
her friend's hand.
Citrea wrestles Christine from her shoulder.
Mallon sits back down slowly.
Rayel bows, then collapses back on his bunk.
Katlyn blinks as Tilani walks in, and smiles nervously.
Aisha nods. "So please straighten up your cots. If it is tonight, I don't want
to have to come back and clean up."
Shandra looks around archly. "It is hard to think in this din."
Elsa nods to Aisha, "yes, Aish!"
Ilga breaths a sigh of relief and, when possiible, gives Lani a tight, tight
hug.
Mitchell looks at Rayel, and bursts out laughing, clapping Rayel on the
shoulder.. leaving the lint, of course, but, hey."
Tierigal nods to Aisha, turning to his cot.
Katlyn nods to Aisha, and turns to her cot, happy for something to do, and
tidies it up.
Carissea sits down on her press. Her cot seems pretty neat.
R'lym strides in from the hallway.
Janelle strides in from the hallway.
Jaela strides in from the hallway.
Lyran brushes Drustan off her shoulder and tidies her cot quickly.
Jacera smiles at R'lym and waves!
On the wooden stand, Muffin is no longer listening.
Tilani takes a deep breath, standing by doorway. She waits for R'lym and then
reaches down to hug Ilga.
Carissea grins, and waves at R'lym!
Tevor looks at his cot, satisfied he returns his gaze to in front of him.
Solfore sits back down, chewing on her lip as she looks around at the other
candidates.
Mallon looks at the riders coming in.
Katlyn accidently pokes a few firelizards, and squawked at!
R'lym smiles and walks over to TIlani.
Shandra says "Tilani! What are you doing here?"
Rantaar watches all the riders come in, not moving. He looks on, face
unreadable.
Garelen taptaptaps nervously, siting on his hands.
Kaldara smoothes the sleeping linens over her cot one more time.
Elsa's eyes flit to Tilani and she nods respectfully.
R'lym looks to Tilani, "Ready?"
Aisha looks over Carissea. "I'm glad your cot is neat. Please sweep the floor."
Aisha says "Garelen, you too."
Citrea looks over at Tilani, giving a half wave.
Katlyn finishes the cot, and sucks on her finger.
Katlyn smiles and nods to Tilani. "Hi. How's Merinth?"
Jaela glances at Tilani, curiously and waves to the Candidates.
Tierigal hmms at Aisha, and busies himself with his cot.
Elsa hurries to the closet, grabbing several brooms and distributing them to
her friends, nervously sweeping around her neat cot.
Tilani says "Really, Weyrwoman."
Jacera watches all the riders, too nervious to sit now.
Mallon takes his time straightening up, so it is done correctly.
Drustan chirps sadly at his pet, but curls up on her pillow.
Kaldara plumps her down pillow and puts it exactly in the center of the cot
next to the wall.
Mitchell remakes his cot, then looks around at his friends.
Tilani says "Twice in one seven would be telling."
Ilga gives her mothers a glad smile apiece and suddenly appears calmer to have
them there. Obligingly, she straightens out her cot
Lyran grabs a broom and sweeps thouroughly.
Hawke takes a broom and starts to sweep underneath the cots, moving them when
needed.
Carissea blinks at Aisha, looking as if she's going to object at first. She
nods, grabbing a broom, and begins to do the chore.
Rayel makes his bed for the first time in his candidacy.
Katlyn listens to Tilani, and doesn't understand.
Garelen stands up, abruptly, nodding to Aisha.
R'lym looks around somewhat nevrously.
All around you, the air seems to hum with anticipation.
Blade chirps at kaldara encouragingly. He stays out of the way on top of her
press.
Aisha looks around and smiles at all the tidy cots. "I wish my drudges worked
as fast. Good."
Katlyn grins at Aisha.
Lecil nods to Aisha. "Good sign."
Lyran chuckles nervously.
On the wooden stand, Meadow perks up at the hum.
Jacera gasps softly and her eyes grow wide. "Listen... Do you hear that??"
Dragon> All dragons sense that Merinth OOC: Merinth's Clutch is Hatching at
Igen Weyr at 10 pm EST. That is in five minutes. Pertient JUMP_OK locations
are: Igen Galleries (#228), Dragon Ledges (#1049), Center of the Bowl
(#802), Living Caverns (#600).
Kaldara stops.....a hum?
Elsa's eyes widen, "Humming. The dragons!"
Mitchell blinks and nods to Jacera. "Humming."
Solfore tilts her head to listen.
Merinth> Zyrieth warbles softly to Merinth and begins hummmmming.
Suddenly, realization sinks in - it is humming. The noise seems to seep
through wall and ground.
Janelle giggles.
Lyran stands very still.
Tierigal blinks. "That means..." He turns to Shandra. "Should we go?"
Aisha blinks and looks around.
Katlyn blinks, and looks at everyone, "It /is/ tonight...Oh...." She looks at
Tierigal.
On the wooden stand, Meadow starts humming.
Tilani looks at Shandra.
Elsa gasps softly, "Oh, it is. It is the dragons."
Rantaar looks up. His lips curl into a slight smile.
Lecil looks distance for a moment. "Well, here we go."
Hawke stands stock-still, listening, her face gone totally white.
Mitchell swallows nervously.
Kaldara legs shake....she turns very white...almost as white as her robe.
On the wooden stand, Beliora hummmms in chorus.
Jaela half-smiles, "Great."
Tilani glances briefly, looking for a moment at each of the candidates.
Carissea hurries a bit, and finishes her share of the sweeping. She runs
across the room to put her broom away, and hurries back.
J'rell stands a bit straighter, getting ready to move.
Tevor stands, his visage calm. His fingers run down the side of his robe.
Garelen looks around, going quiet and still. He looks from face to face,
studying them curiously.
Covalt eeeps as asoft chorus rises from her cot...
Tierigal glances at Katlyn, smiling shakkily.
Lyran supports herself with her cot and grins broadly.
Solfore goes white as she relizes the time is actualy here.
Katlyn leans towards a wall, and feels a vibration.
Elsa meets Tilani's glance, returning the broom to its cupboard as she
Blade starts to hum, he eyes whirl.
Rayel relaxes on his cot, eyes closed, feeling the resonance.
Citrea nods quietly to Tilani, straightening her shoulders a bit.
R'lym absently reaches for Tilani's hand.
Shandra says "Would everyone please line up?"
Hawke's firelizards all raise their heads and begin to hum as well.
Tilani nods to Shandra and walks past.
Elsa scoots hurriedly into line.
Aisha says "ok, all of you candidates, please line up in two separate lines,
but don't go out onto the sands until I call your name."
Jaela brushes off her riding leathers and stands near Shandra and J'rell.
Tierigal lines up against the wall, next to Katlyn.
Lyran falls into the file.
Ilga takes a deep slow breath. And a second one. And then joins the line.
Tevor looks at Shandra, he lines up.
Kaldara walks shakily into the line.
Carissea scuttles to a place be3tween Elsa and Ilga.
Hawke scrambles to do Shandra's bidding, nervousness speeding her reactions.
Katlyn nods, and lines up near Tier, away from the wall.
Rantaar falls into line. He closes his eyes.
Rayel rolls off his cot, smoothes the sheets, then joins the one line.
Lecil straighens her tunic.
Jacera scurries into place behind Ilga, bouncing nervously in place.
Mitchell lines up next to Kaldara, squeezing her hand reassuringly.
Katlyn touches her cheek and the scars, and takes a deep breath.
Mallon looks around then steps into line.
Janelle gets in line between two young holdbred boys.
Katlyn laughs at Aisha and nods.
Citrea steps quietly into line.
Covalt walks quietlyover to Elsa and co., very quietly, gaze abstracted.
Elsa hugs Covalt briefly.
Covalt er, behind
Tierigal smiles at Katlyn. "Hey. It's allright."
Kaldara smiles at Mitchell...her shaking lessens.
Garelen stands in the line, walking slowly to his place.
J'rell watches the lineup impassively, standing next to Shandra.
Lyran stands behind Covalt and snugs her gently.
Rantaar senses "Tilani brushes a hand along your thigh as she passes you. Her
blue eyes catch yours with a private smile, filed with love, pride and
respect. Three words, "I love you.""
Katlyn looks back at Tier, and nods, "I hope so...the last time..."
Tevor looks stalwartly ahead of him, his gaze hits the shoulders of the tall
boy in front of him.
Hawke takes Katlyn's hand and gives it a squeeze before letting go.
Solfore goes over and gets into line, behind who, she dosn't notice.
Covalt snuggles back agaisnt Lyran, softly.
Tierigal nods slowly. "I know."
Rantaar whispers "I love you. I will be with you out there."
Jaela mutters to J'rell.
Katlyn returns Hawke squeeze before she lets go. "Luck, love," she whispers.
Rayel says "Bow and semicircle, right?"
Tilani nods.
You slip down a dark narrow passageway, which suddenly opens into the Weyr's
hatching grounds.

Igen Weyr Hatching Grounds - Sands(#1045RJQa)
Contents:
Midnight Tarn
Tropical Lagoon
Empyreal Dawnlight
Rain-Streaked Glass
Hushed Alpine Fog
Sailor's Delight
Desert Thundercloud
Moonlit Grotto
Merinth(#5918IMQaepqs)
Obvious exits:
Small Opening Up STands
Frigga> In the room, R'lym slips behind a tapestry.
R'lym comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Kaldara stands up staight as Aisha passes her.
Frigga> In the room, Katlyn watches the weyrleaders leave.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha smiles. "Well, you all have changed into robes, so
that's good."
Frigga> In the room, Citrea straightens her robe.
Frigga> In the room, Elsa nods to Aisha.
Frigga> In the room, Janelle breaks out of line and bounces out.
Frigga> In the room, Janelle slips behind a tapestry.
Janelle comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Shandra stands next to J'rell and looks over the
candidates, trying to look stern.
Frigga> In the room, Lecil slips behind a tapestry.
Lecil comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
The translucent shell of the Rain-Streaked Glass egg distorts, picking up
crazy swirls of color reflected from other eggs. One end stretches
noticably away, bits of shell flaking off the bulbous curve.
Frigga> In the room, J'rell slips an arm around Shandra as he watches.
Janelle looks into the ledges at her blue and mutters.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal lets out a deep, slow breath.
Lecil follows the other riders, smiling a little at the dragons before
standing off to one side.
Frigga> In the room, Tevor rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet.
R'lym stands to one side and starts as the egg begings to hatch.
Tilani steps quickly onto the sands over to the gold.
The Rain-Streaked Glass Egg dissolve in a wet mass of rippling colors as the
hatchling inside claws its way out into the world. Finally one portion
gives way, shredded beneath the attentions of its prisoner within, and
spills the poor hatchling into a tumbling sprawl across the sands.
Frigga> In the room, Hawke fidgets, her hands playing with the edge of her
robe.
Frigga> In the room, Just a tiny bit of color returns to Kaldara's face as she
breathes in deeply.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Please walk slowly onto the sands and
remember to pay your respects to Merinth and take your place on the sands."
Frigga> In the room, Elsa puts her arms around her chest, hugging herself,
glancing around nervously.
He consigns a certain, reflective air. The rich hide that glides over long,
awkward limbs of this dragonet is mottled like a smooth stone -- mostly of
medium greyed tones, but possessing a harmony of darker notes along the
smooth arch of his neck and chest, echoed again about his flanks and hind
legs. As he moves, the light shifts and brings out the varied tones to a
burnished, glossy sheen; so too do the clear lake waters polish what, dry,
would be a dull stone. His demeanor mirrors that mien: strength without
show. Dull until looked upon from a certain aspect, his brilliance lies
below a serene surface.
Frigga> In the room, Jaela looks quite alone as she stands near the back,
sipping her klah.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Hawke, Kaldara, go."
Frigga> In the room, Covalt kisses Elsa, soundly,then pullsback. "For luck."
Frigga> In the room, Kaldara slips behind a tapestry.
Kaldara comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Katlyn nods to Aisha, and absently reaches for Tier's
hand.
Frigga> In the room, Elsa smiles at Covalt, then looks back to Aisha.
Frigga> In the room, Lyran shivers slightly.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Jacera, Mallon"
Kaldara slowly walks out onto the sands.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal squeezes Katlyn's hand "Sokay."
Frigga> In the room, Hawke slips behind a tapestry.
Hawke comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Mallon slips behind a tapestry.
Mallon comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Jacera slips behind a tapestry.
Jacera comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Kaldara faces Merinth and bows solemnly to her.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Katlyn, Tevor"
Frigga> In the room, Katlyn nods and slips in.
Frigga> In the room, Katlyn slips behind a tapestry.
Katlyn comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal waves quietly to Katlyn. "Luck."
Frigga> In the room, Shandra says "Oh my - do be careful, Lemarath informs me
that one of the eggs has hatched already."
Frigga> In the room, Tevor nods and walks purposely.
Hawke walks onto the sands, and bows a deep bow to Merinth before standing
with the others near the eggs.
Explosions of eggs already accompanny the the emerging brown as shards fly in
the heat.
Frigga> In the room, Tevor slips behind a tapestry.
Tevor comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Jaela blinks, "Already?"
Frigga> In the room, Elsa blinks, "An egg has already hatched? Wow!"
Frigga> In the room, Mitchell blinks!
Frigga> In the room, Lyran gulps.
Kaldara walks slowly toward the eggs...picking her feet up quickly because of
the intense heat.
Frigga> In the room, Rayel sighs. "It begins."
Frigga> In the room, Carissea blinks, suddenly looking nervous.
Frigga> In the room, Covalt shakes her head..."My. An earlyhatching..."
Frigga> In the room, Elsa hugs herself tightly again.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal shifts hon his feet quietly, wait for his name.
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling stumbles from the shards, eyes unfocussed at
his new surroundings.
Mallon hesitiates as he steps onto the sands then he moves forward to the
others, he bows and pays his respects to Merinth.
Frigga> In the room, Ilga turns to the Weyrwoman with a moment's surprise,
then turns to breathing again.
Hawke's face goes totally pale when she sees the first hatchling.
Frigga> In the room, Mitchell smiles shakily. "At least _they're_ nervous too."
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Elsa, Covalt"
Frigga> In the room, Solfore shifts from foot to foot, anticapating the heat
of the sands.
Katlyn walks in looking about, and curtsies deeply to Merinth, Zyrieth,
Tilani, and the others. She then nervous joins the semicircle, gasping at
the sight.
Kaldara mouth opens wide as she stares at the little brown.
Frigga> In the room, Elsa slips behind a tapestry.
Elsa comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "once again, the exit is dp."
Lecil leans over and murmurs something to R'lym.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal ahhs. Thanks.
Merinth rises on her haunches with wings flared wide, high about the black,
so-heated sands.
Frigga> In the room, Covalt slips behind a tapestry.
Covalt comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Citrea, Solfore"
Jacera hurries across the sand, coming to a stop at the forming row of
candidates. She smiles at both the sire and the dam and bows respectfully
to them both.
Frigga> In the room, Citrea slips behind a tapestry.
Citrea comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Elsa slips out of the barracks onto the sands, striding up to the front and
bowing nervously to Merinth. SHe moves to stand in the semi-circle of
Candidates
Zyrieth continues hummmming and spreads his wings widely to greet the first of
his offspring!
Frigga> In the room, Solfore takes a breath
Frigga> In the room, Solfore slips behind a tapestry.
Solfore comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Katlyn blinks at Merinth's movement, and almost backs away, her eyes look so
wide, and nervous.
Kaldara moves further from the entrance...but stays in the semi-circle of
candidates.
Tevor walks into the Cavern behind a tall holder boy. He is taken aback by the
clamor of the assembled masses and the resounding hum of the dragons. He
bows to Merinth and takes his place in the semi-circle.
Hawke moves next to Katlyn, and grabs her hand.
Elsa looks from side to side, then tenses visibly at the sight of the brown.
Citrea crosses the sands, pausing briefly as the heat hits her. She bows to
Merinth, then moves over to join the semi-circle. Her stance is straight,
almost as if she was standing at attention.
Covalt, following behind Elsa, slip into her place in the semi circle,
glancing up at the stands, then then turning her back on them.
Elsa reaches over, clutching Carissea's hand nervously. She clutches Covalt's
hand as well, smiling at them both.
Katlyn clutches desperately and briefly spares Hawke a gaze, as the eyes the
eggs.
Solfore slips out onto the sands, she nods in respect to the gold, the bronze
and the riders on the sands. She steps up to the other candidates, standing
beside Elsa.
Mallon's attention is no longer on the gold as he turns a bit and watches the
eggs begin to move and hatch.
Jacera gasps at Merinth and takes a half step backwards, watching the Gold
with wide eyes.
Covalt looks up at Merinth, then slowly bows, flushing *brilliantly*.
Kaldara spares a glance to the crowd in the stands, she shakes a bit before
turning back to the eggs.
Merinth's eyes fasten on each of the candidates as the emerge and her
challenge, loud and long echos, reverberating above the hum of the
dragonledges. A call.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Garelen, Lyran"
Frigga> In the room, Lyran slips behind a tapestry.
Lyran comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Garelen slips behind a tapestry.
Garelen comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Rantaar, Rayel"
Elsa starts nervously, her head tilting to regard Merinth closely again.
Frigga> In the room, Rayel slips behind a tapestry.
Rayel comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Rantaar slips behind a tapestry.
Rantaar comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Tilani's eyes narrow on Merinth, tightening to tiny pinpricks and the releases.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Carissea, Mitchell"
Rayel bows to Merinth, somewhat quickly, then moves to join the semicircle.
Katlyn quivers noticably as the vibrations of the combined dragonhums move
through the sands. Her eyes lock onto the clutch and the sands.
Frigga> In the room, Mitchell slips behind a tapestry.
Mitchell comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha says "Ilga, Tierigal"
Frigga> In the room, Carissea takes a deep breath, and hurries out.
Hawke watches the eggs every movements, her hands playing with the edge of her
robe.
Frigga> In the room, Carissea slips behind a tapestry.
Carissea comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Solfore turns her gaze to the already hatched brown, her eyes widen at her
first sight of a such a newly hatched dragon.
Tevor sees the brown hatchling on the sands already, he starts at Merinth's
challenge. Nimbly he shifts from foot to foot as the heat of the sands
starts to work its way through the thin soles of his sandles.
Lyran bows deeply to Merinth.
Frigga> In the room, Ilga slips behind a tapestry.
Ilga comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal slips behind a tapestry.
Tierigal comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Zyrieth turns his head ans looks over each of the Candidates warbling soothing
tones toward Merinth the whole time.
Citrea's gaze touches the eggs, hatchlings and then Merinth. She cocks her
head to one side, thoughtfully, then turns her attention back to the eggs.
Tierigal takes a deep breath, bows to Merinth, and takes his place in the semi
circle.
Covalt slips an arm around Elsa's waist, leaning into her, murmuring softly...
Frigga> In the room, Aisha grins. "That's it."
Rantaar follows the line of candidates stepping briskly across the hot sands.
He settles back a moment, bowing his head to Merinth. As a loose
semi-circle forms, he finally falls in, near Ilga and Mallon.
Frigga> In the room, Aisha slips behind a tapestry.
Aisha comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Mitchell walks onto the sands, and stops to bow deeply to Merinth and Zyrieth
before joining the semi-circle of his friends.
Frigga> In the room, Shandra smiles at J'rell. "Shall we?"
Moonlit Grotto rocks back an forth in jerky movements.
Frigga> In the room, Jaela smiles a bit at both of you.
Elsa hugs Covalt to her, bending her neck to regard the small brown hatchling.
She turns and sees Rayel, smiling at him.
Aisha slips in after the candidates and looks them over.
Jacera finally pries her eyes from Merinth and turns her attention to the lone
brown hatchling. She smiles at him, shifting nerviously on the hot sands.
Carissea blinks, her attention caught by the newly-hatched brown. After a
moment, she turns to bow to Merinth, very carefully, before joining the
circle.
Garelen enters, slowly walking with Lyran. He bows to Merinth, looking
somewhat clumsy with the loose robe, and spares a glance to the stands,
then quickly looks away, walking to align with the other Candidates.
Lyran melds quickly into the semi-circle.
Tierigal looks around slowly at the audience, shifting his feet on the hot
sands, then returns his gaze to the eggs.
Kaldara gives Mitchell a big smiles and then turns back to the task at hand.
Frigga> In the room, J'rell nods. "Yes, let's."
Solfore bites into her lip at Merinth's call.
The oppressive heat. The stink of sweat. The spice of dragon. These sensations
seem to fill the emmensity that is the Igen Hatching Sands. Now alive with
activity.
Frigga> In the room, Shandra slips behind a tapestry.
Shandra comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Rayel curls his hands nervously in his robe as he watches the already-emerged
hatchling.
Frigga> In the room, J'rell slips behind a tapestry.
J'rell comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Mitchell smiles back at Kaldara, standing next to her, then looks first at the
brown fledgling, then the rocking eggs.
Tevor averts his gaze for a brief moment, looking in the Stands for a face in
the see of faces. Not seeing it, he returns his gaze to the eggs. He stands
calmly, his gaze reflective.
Tierigal turns his attention to the brown hatchling, breathing heavily.
Lyran regards the brown hatchling with a grin as her attention os caught by
the moonlit grotto egg.
Aisha smiles and carefully tiptoes across the sands to Tilani.
Katlyn almost wraps her free hand in her robe belt, and watches the hatchling
and the egg.
Frigga> In the room, Jaela wends her way out the Inner Caverns.
Mallon smiles a bit as Ilga steps in beside him into the semi-circle, her
attention is again captured by the eggs
Kaldara shifts her feet quickly, taking one then the other off of the hot
sands.
J'rell stands to one side with Shandra.
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling creels softly.
Tevor inhales deeply, the heady aroma of dragon scent, hatchling, and the eggs
stirring him. He watches the eggs intently, calmly.
Merinth's wings beat the heat of the air, cutting it with golden wingsails. On
hind legs, her eyes whirl far above her.
Solfore shifts against the hot sands.
Moonlit Grottosuddenly rolls several feet from where it was resting!
Tierigal sighs, slowly shifting over nearer Katlyn.
Kaldara stares at the brown fledgling dragon, her mouth a large oh.
Covalt shifts towards the brown, expression gentle; she strokes Elsa's hair.
Elsa looks around, up at the stands, shifting on her feet idly. Her gaze
shifts back to the brown on the sands and she freezes in place, captivated.
Hawke jumps at Merinths' movements, stepping back a pace or two.
Rayel jumps as he notices the egg moving out of the corner of his eye.
Carissea licks her lips, taking Elsa & Ilga's hands, gripping tightly.
Garelen stands in the semi-circle with Lyran and Rayel on his sides, the
hatchling attracting his attention. He follows his moves with growing
fascination.
Kaldara hair flys back in the wind created by the gold dragon.
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling lifts up his head and looks around carefully.
Oh, there they are. He takes a careful step forwards.
Lyran regards the brown with a smile as her hair is stirred by Merinth's
movements.
Citrea crosses her arms, swaying slightly as she gives each foot a bit of
rest. She settles down again, gaze flickering towards the galleries and the
roar that comes from them, then back to the activity of the sands.
Elsa gras:grasps Carissea's hand tightly, and Ilga's, intent on the brown
hatchling.
Lyran reaches for Jacera's hand and bites her lip slightly.
Hawke turns her face away from flying sand and sees the people in the stands.
She freezes, and turns back quickly.
Katlyn gazes with glazed eyes at the brown. Her eyes follow it's body's length.
Tevor looks at the brown hatchling, smiles softly and looks over the rest of
the eggs he nods slightly as his gaze intercepts Merinth.
Merinth> Aisha whispers "it'll be alright. your babies are safe. we're
watching the candidates carefully."
Tierigal watches the brown intently, smelling the exitment of the other
candidates.
Moonlit Grotto rocks more violently in its new spot.
Mitchell flicks his attention from hatchling to egg, his feet shifting from
side to side as the intense heat works through his thin sandals.
Covalt shields her eyes from the fine spray of sand lifted by the dragon's
wings; squinting towards the hatchling...
Rantaar examines Merinth as the first hatchling hatches. His eyes scan slowly
from the glowing gold of her head to her tail tip. He then turns attention
to the dragonette.
Hawke stands a few feet away from the closest candidate, and watches the
hatchling.
Solfore keeps her eyes locked on the moving brown hatchling, going red until
she remembers to breath.
Rayel relaxes slightly in the heat, turning his full attention to the brown.
Kaldara watches the new egg rock, a smile starts to form on her face.
Lyran shifts from foot to foot, catching the scent of excitement in the air.
Katlyn watches the Moonlit Grotto egg rock and shudder out of the corner of
her eye, but concentrates on the Brown.
Tilani continues to stare at her lifemate, unaware of Aisha near her.
Jacera glances up at Lyran and smiles, then seeks out Ilga's hand to give it a
quick squeeze. She watches the lone brown wistfully, though her eyes dart
around at varous rocking eggs as well.
Tevor shifts adroitly from foot to foot, the heat of the sands keeping his
concentration on the here, the /now/.
Mallon stares at the brown as if he has never seen a baby dragon before.
Carissea jumps slightly at the egg's unexpected movement. She glances from it
to the brown, watching.
Elsa hugs Ilga closely for a moment, turning and looking all around her, at
the sands and the galleries, before looking back down.
From the edges of the sand a small purpleish egg bursts open, releasing a
trumpeting blue dragonet.
Moonlit Grotto seems to go completely still.
The Moonlit Grotto Egg seems to start to glow softly, the shell vibrating so
delicately that it scatters the light in a reflected aura of color.
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling spreads his wing slowly. They are long and
gangly, but shine softly. He cocks his head and his eyes whirl with a tinge
of red as he gazes at each candidate in turn.
Tierigal mms softly, watching both dragons and eggs.
Kaldara smiles at the small blue dragonet. Her feet still on the hot
sands...the heat forgotten.
Vibrating with increasing vigor, the Moonlit Grotto Egg slowly shakes itself
apart, flaking off bits of shell, piece by piece, until it finally crumbles
silently into the sand.
Lyran gasps at the glowing egg, a rapt expression on her face.
Like the sun setting over the horizon, this bronze hatchling's hide is an
amalgam of deep, vibrant hues. True bronze of his torso ripples and reddens
into bright copper through the width of his wingsails, taking on occasional
golden highlights. When in the light, he gleams brightly; in shadow, with a
subdued murrey and a more comforting warmth. For all the beauty of his
hide, however, his too-long limbs are more gawky than graceful -- the
innate blue assurance of his gaze mingles with orange distress at his
current ineptitude.
Rayel's gaze snaps from the brown to the newly-hatched blue.
Elsa gasps softly, totally captivated. Her grip on Ilga's and Carissea's hand
is firm as she watches the brown.
Hawke lifts her left foot and holds it against her right leg, letting it cool
slightly.
Garelen looks down reflexively, for just a short moment, then makes a tiny
step, to ease the heat coming from the sand below. Turning to the brown, he
can't hold a smile.
More motion. More activity. Three shells disintegrate in sequence as so-small
fledglings emerge and scatter across the sands.
Citrea lifts her hand, and begins to chew on the tip of her thumb. She glances
at the sunset red egg, then to the hatching bronze dragon.
R'lym looks at the scene with wide eyes from his position near Zyrieth.
Katlyn gasps as the breaking egg calls her attention, her hand twists up in
the belt, as the smells of the sands wrap around her.
Tierigal gasps at the bronze, feet forgotten.
Kaldara says "Ohhhhh...."
Lyran watches the hatchlings with her mouth slightly agape with wonder.
Hawke gasps at the sight of the bronze hatchlings, setting her foot down.
Kaldara smiles at the new bronze dragonette as well.
Midnight Tarn rocks, abrupt and violent.
With a dark shudder, a shadow skimming across the surface of the shell, the
Midnight Tarn egg rocks in the sand.
Elsa's head turns faintly towards the bronze and she says, aloud, "A bronze!"
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling looks around as if unsure of where it is
or what it wants.
Mitchell's eyes widen at the intensity of the egg's motion as it bursts,
revealing it's bronze contents. He catches his breath at the wonderousness
of the hatchling as the bronze emerges.
Mallon finally notices another dragon hatchig, his mouth opens but he doesn't
say anything as he looks at the bronze.
Solfore flips her sweat-damp hair from away from her face, her hands squeezed
against her robe as the brown hatchling looks her over along with the other
candidates.
Rayel stares at the three hatchlings in succession, mopping the sweat from his
brow.
Covalt's shoulders heave with her sigh; she shivers, bringing Elsa's hand to
her lips.
Jacera oooh's softly at the bronze. She glances up at Zyrieth and his rider
and grins broadly at them, then turns her attention back to the brown.
Lecil mutters to R'lym again.
The Midnight Tarn Egg ripples with surprising fluidity, waves racing in
opposite directions. As the two opposing waves collide, the shell begins to
split apart, exposing the newborn fledgling to the world.
Carissea stands carefully still, her eyes darting from hatchling to hatchling.
The only other sign of her reaction is a whitening of her knuckles on her
friends' hands.
Tevor's inhales with a sharp hiss as he sees the bronze emerge. He sees the
Midnight Tarn rock and his gaze locks on it for a scant moment. He lets out
a deep breath, the tension and heat causing beads of sweat to emerge on his
brow.
Rantaar takes his eyes off of the eggs long enough to twist, looking around
the giagantic cavern. His eveys travel the ledges, humming dragons and
their riders. Turning the other direction, he scans the packed bleachers.
Shadowy wings shelter her, murky even as light shines through their
nigh-opaque sails. This slight young green resembles the shade of
moss-covered rocks nestled at the edge of a forest stream. The deep base
note of her hide pales modestly into a more golden tone at her extremities,
particularly the gentle wedge of her muzzle and the hircine curve of her
tail. Her neckridges are tinged with tenuous russet traces, the moss of her
hide dried by the sun. Resilient, she bends without fear of breaking; she
sways, a dance upon the wind.
Katlyn's eyes flick between the two fledlings
Lyran pushes her hair out of her face as she nods at Elsa's comment.
R'lym looks at Lecil and nods.
Elsa's gaze is diverted and she looks over, seeing the green. She hugs
Carissea tightly.
Shandra pokes J'rell and holds up one finger.
Merinth fixes her gaze from the Candidates to her weyrwoman and settles to
four feet, reluctantly. Her wings continue to fan the black, volcanic
sands. A tail thunders behind her, sending ripples through the sand.
Citrea steps back one step from the semi-circle as a nearby hatchling sprays
sand during its hatching. She wipes sand from her hair, eyes narrowed for a
moment.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling lets out a weak noise and takes a step
forward, nearly falling on its face.
Katlyn gasps at the sight of the green, her face flushes at the heat that she
doesn't even notice, her eyes jump from one thing to another.
Kaldara walks a few steps closer to the green....unconscious of her movement.
A wild smile is plastered to her face.
Tierigal sighs softly, his gaz going from hatchling to hatchling...indecision?
J'rell grins at Shandra.
Zyrieth bugles! To welcome the little Bronze and give him encouragement.
Mitchell remembers to start breathing as the Green joins her brothers on the
Sands. His eyes dart from hatchling to hatchling, lost in the moment and
the three young Dragons.
Rayel watches the bronze fall all over itself, grinning.
Garelen's eyes shift among the hatchling dragons, his face seeming flushed,
but the tension slowly subsides. He grins at the little bronze, still
staying in his place.
Katlyn gasps as the bronze falls, and makes a step forward, then stops, her
foot touching the sand again, and mutters to herself, "Not again..."
Jacera gasps softly as the green hatches and watches it with bright, eager
eyes. She squeezes Lyran and Ilga's hands tightly. "So pretty..."
Lyran looks at the green, transfixed... she brushes sand from her robe
absently as she reagards the hatchlings with a wistful grin.
Tierigal manages to squeeze Katlyn's hand lightly, his eyes rivited on the
dragons.
Elsa's eyes stray about her, taking in her fellow candidates, the unhatched
eggs, and the hatchlings stumbling about.
Hawke jumps at the bronze's bugle, her expression paling even more and she
moves closer to the other candidates for support.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling turns toward Zyrieth and tried to walk a
little straighter.
Carissea makes a visible effort to relax, loosening her grip on her friends'
hands and shuffling slightly in the heat.
Kaldara turns her head to look at the green...then the blue...then the
brown...then the bronze...as if she does not know where to look
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling carefully folds his wings again and his eyes
begin to change to a more sedate orange. His long legs inch along as he
walks slowly, but steadily towards Katlyn, and Citrea.
Tevor sees the green emerge from the Midnight Tarn, he looks at her intently
for a moment before looking with wonder at all the other hatchlings.
Mallon frowns but then smiles when the bronze doesn't actly fall.
Mossy Willow Green Fledgling spreads her wings slowly, stepping away from dark
shards.
Mitchell chuckles at the little bronze's strut, as he shows off for his father.
Elsa watches the brown closely, biting her lip, watching it go.
Katlyn watches the brown move close to Citrea and her, and backs away, her
eyes round.
Lyran gasps slightly at the brown's movement, then returns her rapt gaze to
the eggs and the green.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling takes another step and deftly manages not
to completely twist his legs up in his tail.
Solfore keeps both her hands against her robe, turning her head to keep up
with all the hatchings and hatchlings.
Citrea watches the brown approach, expression unreadable. A shift of her gaze
to Katlyn, then back to the brown is followed by a shuffle of her feet.
Rantaar smiles slightly as the brown comes closer, standing before Katlyn and
Citrea. He flexes his hands, shifting his long legs slightly into a more
comfortable position.
Kaldara smiles again at the little green...beads of sweat start to flow down
her face.
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling arcs his neck as the cheers for the bronze
echo around him. He lifts his feet more carefully as though determined to
fall like his brother.
Elsa smiles, squeezing the hands she holds again, shifting from one foot to
the next.
Tierigal fixes his gaze on the green, then bronze, eyes filled with wonder. He
sees the brown approaching his love, and smiles.
Tilani moves to touch Merinth's muzzle, with a look over her shoulder at
Aisha. Dragon and human gaze fall upon Katlyn and Citrea.
Ilga steps onto the sands, a bow of respect for Merinth, a hurriedly blown
kiss, before, walking with brisk steps, joining the circle, a glance of a
smile for Jacera, her eyes barely touching the rest of the brilliance,
before alighting on the glowing eggs.
Covalt's lips move, and a small grin curves her lips; she shifts slightly,
shaking one foot almost surreptitiously.
Elsa smiles faintly at the brown, watching it imitate it's brother.
Carissea's gaze follows the brown and bronze as they move closer to the
circle. She smiles, faintly.
Rayel glances up at Merinth momentarily, then back at the dragonets, nervously
shifting his weight.
Katlyn watches all the fledglings, and smiles.
Tevor fingers his robe nervously, his eyes dart nervously about. He visibly
tries to compose himself and his thoughts.
Lyran chuckles at the brown's antics and watches the bronze with amusement.
Empyreal Dawnlight suddenly rolls once, then subsides.
Garelen stepsteps again unconciously, and wipes the sweat that started to
accumulate and bead on his brow.
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling swivels his head towards Lyran for a moment,
his eyes whirl slightly more red.
The Empyreal Dawnlight Egg shudders delicately across its entire surface,
sending up small plumes of sand on either side as the colors of its shell
blur into a faded smear of color.
Mitchell grins at Kaldara and chuckles at the brown and bronze pair. "They're
related allright."
Fledglings rush the semi-circle of Candidates. Power, hunger and desire,
driving their confusion, their noise to find lifemates.
Mallon uses his rode to wipe the sweat off the palms of his hands.
Katlyn pulls at her belts and she stands back to where she was. She almost
undoes the belt in her excitement.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling finally manages to move forward and heads
directly toward Mitchell.
Mossy Willow Green Fledgling takes a few more steps, noticing all the people
with a certain surprise.
Kaldara grins back to Mitch.
Ilga shifts from foot to foot, barely, her eyes touching each burst of
movement in turn, her hand hand grasping at her shift.
With a final lurching quake, the Empyreal Dawnlight Egg shakes itself apart,
falling into thousands of tiny pieces that blend into the sand.
Lyran chuckles at the brown and squeezes Jacera's hand tightly.
Elsa watches Impresions all about, becoming disoriented, her gaze moving here
and there, but staying constantly on the eggs and hatchlings.
The noontide's onrush falls back in a riotous spray of froth as it encounters
the tall sea cliffs of Ista; those same sandstone shades make up this
brown's hide. More craggy than handsome, even as fledglings go, his nose is
prominent and his wingspars likewise. There is no extra flesh on his
pointed bones, but the breadth of his chest promises both strength and
endurance. An agitated blue shimmers through his wingsails when held to the
light, echoed again in his talons.
Hawke watches the brown hatchling look at her friends, and smiles over to them
briefly before her gaze returns to the movements before her.
Tierigal flicks his gaze over the hatchlings, smiling softly.
Jacera catches her breath as the brown nears her. She glances up at Lyran,
following the hatchling's gaze.
Kaldara ducks as pieces of shell fly passed her!
Katlyn sees the bronze head for someone, but cannot tell who, her eyes on the
brown and green.
Tilani looks at Rantaar.
Carissea jumps, letting out a faint bleat of nervousness as the hatchlings run
her way. She moves carefully, trying to avoid being run over.
Mitchell blinks at the intensity of the Bronze's path as the last words of his
sentence fall from his lips. He nervously shifts his stands as the bronze
nears.
Solfore steps back to stay away from the sudden rush of fledglings, trying to
stay out out from under their claws.
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling lifts up his tail which has been dragging
behind him and turns back towards his goal. With as much dignity as he can
muster, he takes the last few steps twards Citrea and Katlyn.
Tevor adjusts his headband with slightly shaking fingers, he looks to the eggs
then to the Hatchlings.
Rantaar looks to his left, at Mallon. He smiles. Then eyes back to the
hatchlings, breifly touching Tilani's.
Citrea lets out a breath with a rush, unseen tension seeping from her
shoulders, a dark gaze darting after this and that hatchling, resting now
and then on a particularly delightful egg.
Elsa smiles again, gaze drifting over the newly hatched blue. She shifts
unconsciously from one foot to the next, wiping her forehead.
Lyran watches the brown for a moment, then faces the eggs, eyes narrowed as
she avoids a sandspray.
Mallon looks up again and watches the brown and green, as the pass on their
way to other candidates.
Rayel inhales deeply, watching the bronze head for Mitchell, and turns his
attention to the remainder of the clutch.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling stops a few feet away from Mitchell and
tries to maintain his balance as he looks Mitchell over carefully.
Mossy Willow Green Fledgling spreads her wings further, creeling as she moves
towards a group of candidates.
Ilga shakes a spray of heated sand from her sandals, a soft smile touching her
face now and again, stepping aside from a litter of shards at her feet,
turning to look at one brown.
Kaldara grins at Mitchell...as she sees the bronze walk toward him!
Hawke watches the bronze inspect Mitchell, smiling a little bravely.
Tierigal glances at the bronze, quietly, then looks out over the rest of the
chromatic buncle.
Elsa looks down, watching the green hatchling move. She smiles nervously,
hugging Ilga.
Katlyn's eyes widen almost to the size of a mark, as the brown walks right up
to her and Citrea. She blinks, and looks at Citrea, wonderingly.
Mitchell peers back at the Bronze, his eyes drinking in every detail of the
hatchling. He stands stock-still, even the heat from the sands forgotten.
Tevor forcefully swallows as the combination of tension and smell causes his
bile to rise.
Kaldara stares at the green....sweat drips from her face, staining her robe.
Garelen bites his lip, his jaws tightening, then slowly relaxing. Turning
toward one part of the circle, he notices Mitchell and smiles expectantly.
Carissea glances over at Mitchell, envying his poise with a bronze fledgeling
in front of him.
Desert Thundercloud twitches slightly.
Covalt pulls away from Elsa, releasing her hand gently; absently shaking sand
from a sandal, shefrowns, and rubs her forehead, tilting her head back to
gaze up at the Queen.
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling gazes intently at Citrea and Katlyn for a
moment.
Hawke wipes the sweat of her face as it rolls down her cheeks.
Seaside Cliff Brown Fledgling pauses. Time to get his bearings, for now a very
still shade of calm.
Lyran clutches her robe tightly and watches the green stumbling towards the
candidates.
Glassy Shallows Brown Fledgling gazes into Katlyn's eyes.
Mossy Willow Green Fledgling creels louder, spraying sand as she heads
directly for a particular girl.
Elsa smiles happily over at Katlyn.
Jacera releases Lyran's hand long enough to wipe her forehead with her sleeve.
Her eyes flit over to Mitchell and the bronze for a moment, then over to
the green, and finally to another blue.
Tilani wrenches her gaze away from the brown towards the green fledgling. A
reassuring pat on Merinth's muzzle and she looks towards Ilga.
Tierigal smiles at Katlyn, squeezes her hand, quietly.
Aisha smiles warmly at Katlyn.
Tevor watches the Hatchlings move about, his jaw twitches nervously.
Mossy Willow Green Fledgling gazes into Ilga's eyes.
R'lym smiles slightly as he watches the chaos.
Merinth> Aisha whispers "see, your children are finding their mates."
Lecil smiles softly.
Kaldara watches the green go by, sadly.
Citrea grins at Katlyn, and the brown, stance half relieved, half something
else. A moment later, she deftly side steps another spray of sand.
Elsa watches IMpressions occur all around, her gaze shifting from Ilga to
Katlyn, a broad smile on her face.
Katlyn gasps, as she looks down at the brown, and begins to cry...tears drop
down her face...."Oh Chiroth, my love!!!"
Tropical Lagoon swirls around and around showing off its bright colours.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling suddenly shakes his head and turns to
look over other Candidates.
Solfore glances over at the brown and the green, a wide smile covering her
face for her new friends.
Lyran eyes brighten as she glipmses a fellow candidate's Impression. She
studies the sands carefully and wipes sweat from her brow absently.
Kaldara turns her gaze to the remaining hatchlings.
Hawke watches Katlyn and Ilga and the fledglings, smiling and then turning her
gaze towards the still moveing eggs and the new hatchlings.
Jacera gasps as the green stares at Ilga. She squeezes the other girl's hand
tight and stares at them. She looks over at Katlyn and grins at the
exclamation of her lifemate's name, then turns back to watch another egg
crumble as its occupant is born.
Mitchell's face falls as the bronze suddenly turns his attention away.. He
almost takes a step forward, then shakes his head, swallowing and
maintaining his stance.
Merinth turns her head towards Aisha.
Tierigal shifts slightly on the sands, away from Katlyn and her new love.
Elsa smiles broadly, eyes on her friends, looking proud, not even noticing the
heat.
Rantaar moves away from Ilga, his face breaking into a wide smile as she
impresses. The semi-circle closes, leavingnew weyrlings at its perimeter.
Tevor's stirring feet have formed a little dune around his sandals. Nervous
and with anticipation, Tevor sees the Impression and manages a /slight/
smile. His gaze remains intent on the hatchlings in front of him.
Garelen gazes to the floor for a moment, as he sees Mitchell's expression. He
forces himself to look back at the proceedings.
Hawke looks over towards Merinth, her eyes following the dragon's movements
intently.
Tropical Lagoon appears to dance on the sands as it starts to roll.
Kaldara wipes the sweat from her brow with the edge of her robe.
Aisha smiles softly at Merinth.
Covalt grins rather wildly, bouncing softly on her feet, shaking the
sweat-slickedstrands ofher hairback from her neck.
Carissea tears her eyes from the hatchlings for just a moment, gazing up into
the sands for just a moment before movement recaptures her attention. She
pauses to wipe some extra sand from her robe, and goes still, seeing a
dragon Impress right next to her.
Citrea hugs her midriff with one arm, and lifts her hand to rub absently at
her throat as she surveys the Sands.
Katlyn nods to her new lifemate, and smiles, "Come, Chiroth."
Lyran's gaze is fastened raptly upon the sands, as she leans slightly forward.
She clutches Jacera's hand tightly and smiles.
Solfore chews nervously on her lip, glancing over at Elsa, finding her hand
and giving it a squeeze.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling moves awkwardly to another Candidate
giving him less than a moments thought before moving on.
Rayel shakes the sweat from his hair.
Elsa flashes a quick, nervous smile at Solfore before looking back down.
Tierigal runs a hand absently through his hair, his gaze flicking breifly over
the crowd, then back to the sands hopefully.
Chiroth and Katlyn move over to stand by Lecil and the others, she falls to
her knees before th brown.
Kaldara gives Mitchell a comforting look.
As suddenly as a gale rising the Seaside Cliff Brown Fledgling begins moving,
driven by something stronger than a desert wind.
Tevor's gaze flits to the bronze, his face almost hopefull. Not allowing
himself that luxury, he forces himself to be calm.
Lyran lets go of Jacera's hand to brush the dampened hair out of her face and
pull it off her neck.
Tropical Lagoon bangs into another egg and bounces off it with a sharp crack.
The verdant blue of the egg spins around and around like a whirlpool.
Mallon turns his attention back to the bronze as the impressions are made of
the other dragons.
Mitchell smiles a bit weakly to Kaldara, and shrugs, pointing out the banging
egg.
Elsa looks down at the brown, and giggles nervously, "Look at him go..."
Garelen glances at the eggs for a short moment, to check for other approaching
hatchlings, just in case, then he spares a wistful glance to the new
weyrlings.
Kaldara looks up into the stands, shaking her head against the din and the
heat...she turns back to the eggs and dragonettes.
Rantaar follows the bronze's movements across the hot sands. He tears his eyes
away long enough to look back at the stands, the thrum and murmer of the
crowd growing louder as hatchlings break their shells.
Tierigal nods to Elsa breifly, and wrings his hands slowly.
Hawke wraps her arms around herself, biting one fingernail nervously as she
watches her friends Impress around her. She is looking slightly down,
staring at a spot in the sand a few feet in front of her.
Lyran watches the brown with round eyes as she giggles softly at Elsa's
comment.
Elsa smiles at Tierigal, then her eyes move back down towards the hatchlings.
Tierigal looks up at Merinth, TIlani, and the weyrleaders thoughtfully.
Ripples begin to form in the blue of the Tropical Lagoon as more and more
cracks filigree the egg's surface.
Citrea shuffles her feet, one toe digging a small half circle about where she
stands. She watches hatchlings as they roam past, always sparing a glance
towards the eggs.
Ilga stares into the dragonet's eyes. "Rheath" she murmurs
Rayel paws the sands like a nervous runnerbeast.
The Tropical Lagoon Egg twitches suddenly to one side, rocking slightly in
reaction.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling warbles forlornly as he waddles from
Candidate to Candidate finding none satisfactory.
Elsa smiles nervously at Rayel, then looks back out at the clutch.
Hawke smiles over at the new weyrlings before turnig her gaze back to the sand
before her.
Carissea eyes the hatching egg carefully, her lips moving quietly as she tries
to encourage it.
Kaldara feels the heat through the soles her her sandals...she shifts her
feet....her focus on the eggs and dragonettes.
Tierigal looks at the bronze, opening his mouth to say something...then
quickly shuts it.
Lyran's attention is caught by the rapidly hatching egg. She draws in a
hissinh breath.
A muzzle appears abruptly from a rent in the Tropical Lagoon's shell, forcing
its way out. The egg peels back, unfolding out onto the sands, and leaving
the hatchling dripping in the center.
Brushed with the eccentric touch of ancestry's hand, the rich pure bronze of
his hide is tinged erratically with the greenish-blue traces of verdigris.
The hoary fingerprints are most visible along the ridges of his stout neck
and the spars of his broad wingsails. Honorable, confident lines mark the
molten ambulations of his musculature; his demeanor draws upon a keen
faculty of judgement -- poise, subtlety -- to suggest a cloudless
intellect. Terrifyingly present, this colossus stands atop the world,
faceted eyes viscerally aware of his significance.
Garelen slowly takes a breath, the air burning with heat, noise, expectation.
His eyes turn to the little bronze, and he smiles, finding this one as
studious as his brother.
Hawke looks over to the bronze, watching him look for his lifemate.
Mitchell blinks. "Wow.. another bronze!"
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling stops moving suddenly and turns around
nearly knocking Mallon over with his tail.
Lyran looks at the bronze with bright eyes. "ANother bronze..."
Solfore shifts from one foot to the other, rubbing her foot against her leg as
she watches the eggs.
Tierigal ohs softly, his gaze roaming over the hatchlings.
Kaldara says "Gee....I can hardly believe it...another bronze."
Lecil raises an eyebrow. "My, Merinth."
Elsa gasps, "Another bronze! Merinth clutches well."
Mallon eeps!, and rapidly steps back, trying to keep his own balance.
Antiqued Colossus Bronze Fledgling simply stands there on top of his shards
and gaze down implacably at the candidates.
Mitchell stares at the newest hatchling, muttering to himself.. "He's huge!"
Jacera stares at Rheath for a few moments, sighing wistfully, then looks up
just as the bronze hatches. She grins at it, but moves on, watching a blue
wandering through the eggs.
Citrea retreats a step at the second bronze's hatching. She looks at him
intently, then shakes her head a bit, mouth creasing in a brief bemused
smile.
Tierigal blinks at the new bronze, his eyes running over the hatchling's fine
form.
Lyran shifts slightly, and grins down at Jacera.
The storm abates as quickly as it began, leaving the Seaside Cliff brown
Fledgling in front of a dark-haired female.
Rayel inhales again, scratching an arm absently.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling turns to look at the person he just
nearly knocked over and warbles quietly.
Tilani looks at the people staring at her and simply smiles, tracing back to
the Candidates.
Hawke smiles at the hatching of another bronze, watching it's struggle to free
itself of the shards in which it has lived for so long. She watches as it
starts it's search for the ONE.
Elsa looks down a the brown, watching it's movements carefully.
Covalt rubs her left ankle agaisnt her right shin, expression somewhat
detatched; her lips part, and she blinks at the brown hatchling.
Tevor looks amazed at the emergence of another bronze, he looks at it in
surprise. The heat of the Sands pull him out of his reverie. He once again
shifts agily from foot to foot, keeping his place.
Shandra holds up two fingers at J'rell.
Carissea shifts her feet , standing briefly on one foot to let the other cool.
She puts it back down quickly when Mallon's almost knocked over.
Kaldara looks at the brown...in wonder.
Mallon smiles a bit, he finally gets his balance, he looks at the dragon
thoughtfully.
Alpestrine Twilight Bronze Fledgling gazes into Mallon's eyes.
Lyran takes in every detail of the brown's form, smiling wistfully at the
beautiful lines and whirling eyes.
J'rell slides an arm around Shandra, smiling at her before returning his gaze
to the chaos on the Sands.
Elsa murmurs at the brown's beauty, "Oh lovely little fellow..."
Desert Thundercloud rocks back and forth lightly.
Antiqued Colossus Bronze Fledgling boldly steps forth from his shards. Muscles
ripple on his large body and define his confident movements. His head lifts
a little higher as he notices all the people staring at him.
R'lym smiles.
Tierigal takes his gaze away from the bronzes forcefully, looking at a green
wandering past.
Hawke watches the brown fledgling, smiling slightly to herself.
Zyrieth bugles!
Katlyn nuzzles Chiroth.
Mitchell whistles softly as he admires the bronze's obvious virility and proud
stance. "Oh, my." are his only awed words.
Rantaar steps aside again, this time for Mallon. He shakes his head, chuckle
unheard over the din in the cavern. The circle again closes as he walks
forward, flanked by two others.
Kaldara whips her head around at the sound of another cracking egg....
Seaside Cliff Brown Fledgling gazes into Lyran's eyes.
Elsa gasps softly as Lyran impresses, a wide smile on her face.
M'llon's expression changes from thoughtfulness to joy and speaks loudly,
"Bromith!"
Lyran starts at Zyrieth's bugle and the looks down happily at the brown.
"Amycanth!"
Merinth calls long and loud at the bronze sons. As her wings settle back
across her body and her tone turns more encouraging.
Tevor looks at the newest bronze, he looks in turn at the other Hatchlings.
Nervously he shifts in the Sand. A single bead of sweat forms on his
forhead. It leaves a shimmering trail of moisture as it falls from his
cheek and hits the warm sands.
Kaldara's eyes widen as she sees Lyran impress!
Hawke smiles widely at Lyran, happy for her.
Elsa sighs happily, smiling at Lyran widely, "Oh, Lyran."
Jacera smiles at the brown as it skitters to a halt. She giggles quietly and
wipes her forehead again, then watches the brown with wide eyes as it
stares at Lyran.
Tilani glances to M'llon as a curious smile crosses her face, and a look to
Lyran.
Carissea starts, looking up at Zyrieth and nodding respectfully as she turns
to look at the remaining eggs.
Tevor looks to Mallon, er, M'llon. He smiles. His gaze and attention then
returns to the other dragonettes.
Garelen smiles broadly to Mallon's clumsy Impression, then he touches Lyran's
arm. And then he turns to the remaining Hatchlings.
Citrea crouches down for a moment, then stands again. She straightens her
back, her shoulders, standing at her full height. Her head turns this way
and that as she watches the activity.
Tierigal places his hands on his thighs, keeping them from trembling, and
watches the remaining hatchlings.
Hatchlings scurry across the heat, faster, furious, desperate in their drive
towards their lifemates.
Lyran gently leads Amycanth to the sides of the sands, cooing getly to him.
R'lym smiles at M'llon and nods.
Katlyn looks at the sands, just in time to see M'llon Impress, and grins.
Rantaar smiles, p`-eyes studying the new bronze's hide appreciatively.
Elsa shifts on the sands nervously, groaning at the heat in her feet.
Jacera grins at Lyran and hugs her tightly, then sighs as both of her friends
walk away with their lifemates, leaving her standing in a gap in the line.
She scoots over a bit and hugs Elsa tightly.
Kaldara wipes away from sweat from her brow.
Desert Thundercloud gives a little hop where it lies.
Hushed Alpine Fog jerks once, dramatically, then is still again.
Tierigal lets his eyes wander back to the remaining bronze, and smiles
slightly.
Hawke lifts up her feet one at a time, trying to cool them slightly, the heat
of the sands making sweat roll down her face.
Antiqued Colossus Bronze Fledgling twists his head backwards. Verdigris
patterns shift in complex patterns as the muscles of his neck and torso
ripple. He gazes quietly at Merinth and Zyrieth silently acknowledging
their calls.
Sailor's Delight rocks lazily, then stills again.
Mitchell starts shuffling his feet nervously again as more eggs crack; more
hatchlings rush, and more of his friends Impress.
Desert Thundercloud starts to hophop and rock.
M'llon finally realizes he should be moving back near Lecil, and he helps
Bromith over to the side.
Citrea's gaze shoots to the Sailor's delight egg, body tensing instantly.
Kaldara forgets to breath....and then gasps for air!
Hawke glances nervously up at the stands, looking for friendly faces, then
turns back towards the chaos in front of her.
Solfore shifts her feet, watching the remaining eggs and hatchlings with wide
eyes.
Zyrieth bugles encouragement to the bronze fledgling.
Tierigal watches the bronze slowly, his hands wrapping abou this own waist.
Katlyn smiles, and winks at M'llon, and Bromith, "Grats." She turns back to
her Chiroth, and chuckles, "Soon...darling."
Carissea watches the eggs, forgetting her companions as she watches the
remaining eggs, raptly.
Elsa shifts on her feet, an expression of pain crossing her face as the heat
seeps thorugh herr sandals.
Hawke jumps at Zyrieht's bugle, her eyes not moving from the eggs.
Merinth returns the bronze's gaze with maternal intensity. A bass note
uncommon from her maw splits the air.
Tevor's fists clench and un-clench in an attempt to relax. A nerve tics in his
cheek.
Sailor's Delight rocks again, shifting sand beneath it.
Kaldara jumps a bit at the sound of the bass note.
Rantaar straightens his robe, chest rising and then falling with a deep
breath. His eyes are keen on the proceedings. He looks from Merinth to
Zyrieth, smiling as they look at one another.
Desert Thundercloud hophops a bit and several cracks begin to appear.
Tilani eyes the oversized fledgling, and glances to Aisha.
Garelen closes his eyes, opens them again. Watches the little bronze
attentively. He twitches to the Merinth's sudden bugle.
Tevor starts at Merinth's bugle, but even that sound isn't enough to break his
concentration.
Mitchell starts a bit as Zyrieth and Merinth welcome their son, and he moves
back a pace, his eyes darting to the bronze, to the eggs, and then back to
the huge bronze again.
Kaldara watches the Desert Thundercloud egg crack....
Elsa starts nervously, looking up at Merinth.
Tilani's yes fix on Garelen.
Citrea's hands clench on the edges of her robe, twisting up the material
slightly. Her gaze intent on the hatching eggs, one in particular holding
her attention.
Hushed Alpine Fog jumps again, hopping twice and scattering sands, then cracks
against another egg. Then is still again.
Tierigal keeps his eyes rivited on the remaining bronze, hopefull.
Elsa looks about her, still moving from one foot to another, painfully, but
still intent on the eggs and hatchlings.
Covalt reaches up to pull several strands of hairaway from her nose, sneezing.
She straightens a little, shaking out her left foot.
Desert Thundercloud strats to rock even more violently.
The Hushed Alpine Fog Egg twitches and sways to one side. Small distortions in
its shell lend the illusion of a faint fog leaking out and lapping against
the warm grains of the sands.
Hawke moves to one side to get a better view of the proceedings and to give
her feet another chance to cool slightly, while her hands play nonstop with
the belt to her robe, twisting it until it begins to supercoil.
With a slight rollicking motion, the Desert Thundercloud Egg slowly builds up
speed and ferocity, working up to a lurching spin.
With a final twitch and a convulsive rock, the Hushed Alpine Fog Egg explodes
with barely contained energy, nearly dissolving away into a fine mist of
shards that fall to the sand with a soft hiss, leaving the Hatchling
sneezing in its wake.
Jacera looks about as the lull in the hatching stretches out. She watches the
bronze as it searches about, and peers over at a green chasing after its
lifemate. Her hand grabs Elsa's and squeezes it.
Antiqued Colossus Bronze Fledgling's slowly whirling eyes fix on Zyrieth and
Merinth for a moment. He bugles back, the sound a quieter, higher-pitched
imitation of his sire's, but nonetheless it cuts through the commotion of
the Hatching. Then he slowly lowers his head and gazes upon the candidates
once more.
Above the clouds, in the craggy mountain chains of the Reaches, grows a hearty
lichen, a pale green flecked with tiny spots of umber and cinnamon. This
green fledgling's primary coloring echos that hue, where the shadows cast
by the rough texture of the lichen are mimiced in an extensive array of
darker green, tiny near-black lines across her flanks and wingsails -- her
own hide strikingly smooth, supple. The dusty brown touch of the rockface
clings to her muzzle and neck. Her movements are sparse, intentional, and
lightning quick.
Garelen keeps all his attention flowing between the Hatchlings and the
remaining eggs, even his slow heat steps gradually stop.
Tierigal oohs quietly at the new hatchling.
Elsa grabs Jacera's hand and squeezes it, but watches the newest hatchling.
A stormy violet egg hatches a small blue almost the same shade as the egg from
which he hatched. He impresses to one of the largest candidates, a hulking
starcraft apprentice.
The Desert Thundercloud Egg shatters with a loud report, sending bits and
pieces of the shell scattering in every direction.
Rayel crouches down on the sands, nearly sitting.
Urgent crimson burns in his eyes and simmers within the night sky bronze of
his hide, illuminating a deeply muscled frame; broad wings curl about his
stocky body, their darkened bronze shielding the heart's hearth of his
presence. Smokey, nigh-black tendrils char the leading edges of his wings,
twisting, serpentine, down his wide tail and softening the broad contours.
His talons are likewise dark, huge paws bracing against what would shake
him. Nostrils flare red to take in the air's unfamiliar scents -- his voice
a steamy hiss.
Zyrieth buglebugles! To greet yet another bronze!
Kaldara's fix on the green hatching.
Tevor lifts his gaze to the ledges, the angle of the light highlighting the
sheen of sweat on his brow. He raises and lowers the shoulders of his robe
to try to cool off.
Carissea presses a palm to her chest, as if to keep her pounding heart from
bursting. She brushes some sweat from her eyes, wiping it on her robe. "You
can do it," she says to the twitching eggs.
Citrea jerks slightly, perhaps startled, as the green tumbles from her egg.
She shakes her head, to clear if of some unknown thought.
Tierigal blinks. "Another...?"
Tevor exhales deeply as he gazes at the bronze hatchling yet again.
Elsa blinks in surprise, "Another?"
Mitchell oohs softly to himself at the green's unusual color and then at the
third bronze, his eyes blinking furiously, trying to assimilate.
Rantaar steps aside as the Starcraft boy falls to his knees in front of the
blue hatchling. He smiles. Walks forward to close the circle once again.
Hawke's mouth forms a "wow" while she watches yet another bronze emerge from
his hard tough shell.
Tilani spins in the hot black of the sands at the answering tones and the
explosions of eggshells. Red hair snaps with the movement and she stares.
Aisha grins at Tilani and holds two fingers that are crossed together.
If Kaldara was not so enrapted by the hatching of another green
dragonette...she too would marvel at a 3rd bronze!
Shandra looks at J'rell smugly.
R'lym smiles as he watches the eggs hatching more and more quickly.
Tevor looks in awe at the /third/ bronze, he shakes his head in amazment.
Tilani glances to Shandra.
Elsa looks down again, intent on the green.
Katlyn sees a flash of bronze, and blinks, "Three???"
Tierigal blinks, his gaze running from bronze to bronze, to green. He smiles,
slightly.
R'lym smiles towars Tilani.
Fading Ember Bronze Fledgling manages a bugle as he looks around intent on
finding his lifemate quickly.
Timberline Lichen Green Fledgling sits, quiet, allowing the shards of her
shell to settle around her. Her eyes swirl a distrubed and distrubing
orange, but she still doesn't move anything more that her head, and then
only to consider her damn, then her sire, and then the candidates.
Sailor's Delight begins to rock in earnest.
Solfore opens her mouth and ohhhs at seeing a third bronze.
J'rell grins back at Shandra confidently.
Elsa shifts from foot to foot, watching the green move. She shrugs her
shoulders, itching under the material of her robe.
Merinth urges the green, and the youngest, dark night bronze outward toward
their search.
Mitchell shakes himself a bit and bows again to Merinth, and Zyrieth, turning
back to the hatchlings in wonder.
Carissea ducks, eggshells flying her way. When she dares look again, she eyes
the undecided hatchlings as if she can't decide which to watch.
Citrea forces her hands to release the edges of her robe, and rolls her
shoulders, finding herself to be uncomfortably tense. She takes several
quick, deep breaths.
Jacera sighs softly, watching the Green. "Come on... Get up and find your
rider."
Tierigal shifts his feet again, looking about in wonder.
Zyrieth watches the hatchlings proudly, wings spread, eyes whirling rapidly.
Garelen sends a short congratulating glance to Tilani and R'lym, before he
turns back to the Hatchlings approaching. He swallows, his eyebrows
starting to furrow with the growing concentration.
Hawke watches the hatchlings, her expression unreadable.
Rayel stands back up again, rubbing his legs, eyes fixed on the hatchlings.
Kaldara's face is drained of color, she is almost as pale as her robe....she
says, "ohhhh...." toward the little green dragon.
Tevor looks at the new hatchlings in turn, his gaze then roams around the
sands. Tevor licks his lips to replenish the moisture that the heat of the
cavern has sucked out of them.
Rantaar squints his eyes, brow furrowing slightly as he follows all of the
movement around him. A beautiful mid-night blue captures his attention
before impressing to a girl down the circle. His eyes once again turn to
the eggs.
Hawke glances at Zyrieth and Merinth with admiration at the three bronzes.
Timberline Lichen Green Fledgling warbles once, a quick, but determined noise.
She strides into the middle of a clump of candidates, and peers at each for
a long moment, her eyes growing more reddish in tinge.
Fading Ember Bronze Fledgling turns his head quickly this way and that
scanning the faces of the Candidates, looking for the one.
Kaldara looks up at merinth with awe.
Jacera lifts her feet one by one and shakes the sand out of them, then wipes
her forehead again. She glances up at Elsa for a moment and smiles
nervously at her, then returns her attention to the young dragons.
Elsa looks down at the green, back straight and rigid with nervousness,
shifting on her feet constantly.
Covalt stands very still, features a little weary now, though her eyes glitter
almost feverishly...
Kaldara breaths deep and stares at the little green longingly.
Tierigal sighs softly, eyes full of hope.
Mitchell blinks at the green in the midst of him and his friends, moving out
of range of any clumsy tail motions or such, even as he examines her
closely.
Carissea steps back involuntarily as the green moves closer. She returns to
her place only after Elsa tugs her back, encouraginly.
Hawke watches the green and the bronze wander around the sands, looking at the
candidates and unable to decide.
Elsa smiles at Carissea encouragingly, hugging her then looking back at the
green, eyes intent.
Antiqued Colossus Bronze Fledgling marches right up to Tierigal, Tevor and
Rantaar and flares his wings slightly.
Tierigal smiles down at Antiqued Colossus Bronze Fledgling and smiles, slowly.
Timberline Lichen Green Fledgling turns suddenly, and heads across the sands
swiftly and with purpose.
Citrea holds herself incredibly still, even holding her breath.
Hawke watches the bronze as it walks up to three of her friends.
Mitchell grins at the huge bronze and chuckles. "Showoff.." he says quietly,
and then nods encouragingly to his friends.
Tevor looks at the bronze in front of him. Nervous hope is plainly evident in
his eyes. He regards the bronze with a calm gaze.
Elsa watches the green go, smiliing at her.
Rayel watches the hatchlings darting to and fro.
Fading Ember Bronze Fledgling darts forward in a rush but stops, not satisfied
with his choice and scans the faces again.
Garelen eyes the hatchlings near the circle, fixing each one that moves
suddenly. Once he glances at the assembly at the stands, then quickly tears
his eyes away, turning to teh nearby fledglings.
Rantaar steps back fluidly, allowing the large bronze hatchling room to pass.
He smiles, hands flexing once again before falling casually to his sides.
Tierigal sighs softly, shifting from foot to foot, nervous, and watches the
bronze move away. His face falls.
Jacera giggles at the green and glances up at Elsa again. "Lotsa fast
hatchlings in this clutch."
Elsa grins at Jacera nervously, nodding.
Hawke watches a brown as it Impresses to a yound boy nearby.
Lurching with surprising swiftness to one side, the Sailor's Delight Egg
begins to rock, its brilliant hues of orange and red blurring into a mass
of glowing scarlet.
Covalt makes no move, dead still, lips moving butthe murmur inaudible.
Antiqued Colossus Bronze Fledgling turns his great head towards to Rantaar and
spreads his wings wider blocking Rantaar's view of anything else. His eyes
slowly change to a soft warm violet.
Antiqued Colossus Bronze Fledgling gazes into Rantaar's eyes.
Tilani turns to the knot of men as Merinth's attention seems drawn there as
well. Another tailthump, loud, crashes across the sands.
The Sailor's Delight Egg wiggles out of its hollow and rolls down the sands,
thumping and rocking wildly on an erratic path. It stops suddenly, as if it
had run into a brick wall, and shatters from the back-side forward, as two
hind-claws tear their way through, leaving a tail and two feet sticking
out, and a head still inside.
Once in a great while, it rains over the desert. Clear, blue-green drops melt
into the thirsty soil, and the desert answers the sky's gift with an
eruption of lush growth. This dragonet resembles that florid splendor. The
succulent green of the desert flowers' petals defines her hide's color,
accented by the dusty tan of the dunes. The sandy shading swirls most
noticeably atop her wingsails; its long, swooping patterns soften the
demanding lines of her bones, and a glint of golden sunrise tips her nose.
Her movements mimic the flora's receptive actions: a slow, elegant
unfolding.
Citrea's breath rushes out again, one slightly shaky hand moving to brush hair
out of her face.
Hawke smiles at the bronze and Rantaar, then turns her attention at the green
and the remaining eggs.
M'llon doesn't notice anything as he just gazes at his own dragon.
Tierigal oohs softly at the green, watching it intently.
Rantaar reaches out, placing the palm of his hand against the bronze
dragonette's head "Taloth." he whispers. "Taloth!" he exclaims
triumphantly, voice reverberating off the cavern walls.
Carissea nods nervously at Jacera's comment. She starts to say something, but
pauses as a bronze hatchling's wings move uncomfortably close.
Katlyn listens as her dragon mutters inane chatter.
Elsa's eyes light up at the sight of a new green on the sands.
Tevor exhales, not realizing he was holding his breath. A slight look of
disappointment crosses his features. Yet he resolutely maintains his calm.
Kaldara breathes as she looks at the beautiful new green dragonette.
Blooming Desert Green Fledgling springs from the shards of her eggs, managing
not to fall nose-over-tail in the process. But only barely.
Jacera giggles madly at the Sailor's Delight egg as its occupant hatches.
Mostly. She lifts her feet one at a time to give them a moment's respite
from the heat while staring at the two greens.
Elsa grins at the green momentarily.
Citrea smiles, softly as the green makes her escape from the sailor's delight
egg. She relaxes suddenly, almost looking boneless.
Tilani gasps loudly as eyes fix. She swallows and turns exhuberantly to hug
Aisha, across the way from the Impression.
Rayel shakes his head, and stares fixedly at his sandals.
Elsa shifts from foot to foot, sighing at the heat.
Solfore ohs softly, mummering, "Love her shade."
Fading Ember Bronze Fledgling turns again and begins moving, a low warble
emitting from his throat as he heads in the direction of a small group of
Candidates.
Mitchell raises an arm to blot the sweat from his brow, seeing his friends
pair off with their lifemates, and his eyes dart from the remaining eggs,
and hatchlings.
Kaldara giggles at the little green as she wobbles, it is a kind laugh.
Garelen glances again at the eggs, seeing that the clutch is now very
dimished. He turns his attention to the remaining hatchlings, keeping his
place in the circle.
Hawke smiles at the greens searching the candidates for their lifemates.
Aisha hugs Tilani back, and bounces a little in place.
Tevor closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, slowly he exhales. His eyes slowly
open and once again scan the souns.
Tierigal watches the bronze fledgling hopefully, his eyes only flicking
breifly on the two greens.
Covalt's fists slowly clench and unclench; there is a soft gleam of red at her
palms, but she doesn't acknowledge it in the least.
Katlyn giggles into the big brown's face, "Oh Chiroth..."
Timberline Lichen Green Fledgling stops, almost as quickly as she had started,
just before a white robed girl, and croons once, confidently.
Tilani grins, just grins. Her eyes blink a few times.
Elsa looks down, fixatedly, upon the green that has stopped moving.
Timberline Lichen Green Fledgling gazes into Kaldara's eyes.
Blooming Desert Green Fledgling finds her balance, lifting her young voice in
a creel that is more plaintive than anything else.
Elsa smiles over at the new green and Kaldara, murmuring something that is
lost in the noise. She turns, watching the last green.
Kaldara almost falls over in absolute joy!
Citrea chews absently on the tip of her thumb again, the roar of the galleries
falling back into the background as her attention focuses on the remaining
fledglings.
Kaldara says "She says her name is Pindath!"
Mitchell smiles and restrains an exuberant yelp of joy at Kaldara and her new
lifemate. A soft "Yes!" only escapes him in his excitement.
Carissea eyes the remaining green, her eyes wide at its discomfort.
Fading Ember Bronze Fledgling moves rapidly toward the spot where Tierigal and
Tevor are standing, two Candidates narrowly escaping his sharp claws as he
passes them without notice.
Tierigal watches the few remaining hatchlings, his eyes hopefull.
Kaldara smiles, the entire world forgotten in the eyes of her beautiful
dragonette.
Elsa smiles warmly at Kaldara.
Tierigal looks down at the bronze, his eyes growing round.
Jacera bites her lip as she watches the creeling green. She reaches a hand out
towards it slightly, then glances along the row of candidates.
Aisha beams at Rantaar and smiles warmly at Kaldara and all the other new
weyrlings.
Hawke smiles over to Kaldara and her new lifemate.
Tevor watches the bronze approach again, he doesn't allow himself to hope.
Just /be/ here. Sweat is now profuse on his brow.
Kaldara slowly, Kaldara and Pindath go to the side of the sands near Lecil and
the others.
Tierigal glances at Tevor, managing a weak smile, then his gaze qukly returns
to the treasure in front of him.
Garelen dodges a little blue, that rushed past him through dimished ranks of
Candidates, then tries to shake off the sand that he scooped in his sandal.
Gives up, and quickly turns to the proceedings.
Mitchell dodges the bronze, and then turns back to the green, looking at her
quietly.
Rayel looks up at Tevor, Tierigal, and the bronze hatchling, then back down.
A veritable herd of blues descend on a group of young men who gaze into their
eyes adoringly one by one.
Solfore watches the bronze walk over to Teirigal and Tevor.
Fading Ember Bronze Fledgling moves rapidly and bugles loudly at Tierigal.
R'tar moves Taloth over to the sides. He stops. Looking back over his
shoulder, he smiles. At a brisk pace, he walks to Taloth's shards, picking
a peice up and clenching it in his fist before returning to the bronze.
Jacera glances over at the group of new weyrlings and sighs softly. She leans
against Elsa and hugs her gently, staring over at the green.
Blooming Desert Green Fledgling wanders towards a group of Candidates,
inspecting them thoroughly. Whatever it is she wants she doesn't find it,
and eventually she wanders on.
Tierigal smiles at the bronze and almost reaches out, then stops, forcefully.
Hawke smiles at R'tar.
Citrea regards the green with an intensity of thought and feeling that is
evident in the rapid shifts of her expression.
Tilani looks at R'tar.
Merinth> Aisha whispers "3 bronzes! I'm so proud of you!"
Covalt's chin lifts; she wipes her palms on her robe, leaving rather garish
streaks. She folds hr arms, glancing at Elsa, intently, then back at the
hatchling...
Solfore bites into her lip, watching.
Elsa looks down at the green, watching it very very closely.
Hawke glances over her right shoulder towards the stands, then gazes down at
the hatchlings.
Aisha looks at Merinth and then back down at Tilani.
Carissea shuffles her feet once again, shaking her head to force the sweat
from her eyes and loosening one of her braids.
Fading Ember Bronze Fledgling bugles again at Tierigal and nearly bumps him to
get past.
Rayel kicks at the sand under his feet.
Merinth lowers her muzzle to Aisha and pushes her a bit.
Tilani grins.
Tierigal blinks at the bronze, his gaze falling down.
Mitchell swallows, and watches the green go towards another clump of his
friends. He turns towards Tierigal and the bronze, waiting with a small
smile for the Impression.
Tevor looks at the bronze bugle at Tierigal, he looks at it calmly. Only the
perspiration on his forhead and the shuffling of his feet to keep them from
burning indicates his discomfort.
Blooming Desert Green Fledgling dashes forward, stopping at the feet of a
particular woman and creeling fiercely.
R'tar pages to Tilani: And I love you. I really do.
Blooming Desert Green Fledgling gazes into Citrea's eyes.
Elsa stares at the green fledling, all else forgotten as she watches it
intently.
Aisha erks and windmills her arms to stay upright.
Garelen's mouth open in expectation, his body tenses for a moment, as two
hatchlings rushing across the sands.
feel that."
Mitchell turns his head at the creeling, and then smiles as Citrea Impresses
to the small green.
Tilani laughs, joyous!
Fading Ember Bronze Fledgling gazes into Tevor's eyes.
Solfore widens into a smile as she sees the green impress to Citrea.
Tilani reaches out to catch Aisha and hold her, to point out Citrea.
Merinth> Aisha whispers "Hey! I meant that in a good way. I'd say the same
thing to 'Lani if she did something that impressed me."
Citrea's expression slackens briefly, then a fierce joy lights up her gaze.
She declares, loud enough to be heard by all, "Her name is Irisyth! We
rider for Igen!"
R'lym smiles happily.
Tevor drops to his knees, "Penath!
Kaldara smiles at Citrea as she impresses...remembering her own moment....just
a short time ago.
Zyrieth bugles proudly to his hatchlings!
Lyran smiles softly and leans slightly on Amycanth.
Aisha breaks into a wide smile. "Ooooh."
Tevor tears of joy cascade down Tevor's face (damn I can barely type), "My
joy. . ."
Lecil smiles, torn between pride and determination as she looks over her new
calss of weyrlings.
Solfore looks around, her eyes fall on Tevor and his new bronze dragon, she
smiles wider.
Jacera sighs and hugs Elsa tightly and looks out across the scattering of
dragon shells.
Tevor hauls himself to his feet, and walks to the side with his weyrling
mates, incredulous.
Hawke takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, her arms hanging losely by
her side and she looks down at her feet, fighting to hold back the tears
that threaten to fall at any second.
Tierigal's face falls, and he looks down at the sand, no longer feeling its
heat. "I'm not...they didn't want me."
Covalt slips an arm around Elsa and hugs her tightly.
Citrea rests one hand beneath Irisyth's muzzle as she creel-croons. Dragon's
whirling eyes fixed on Citrea's own joy filled gaze.
Janelle hmms. "Five of his eight impressed."
Elsa looks at Tierigal a bit. "Many are called, few are chosen."
J'rell smiles at Shandra and gives her a hug.
Katlyn looks at the sands, and slowly sees that it's over, and her eyes search
for Elsa and Tierigal, and sighs, leaning towards Chiroth.
Garelen smiles congratulations to Tevor, then sighs, softly, as the sands are
slowly emtying.
The last hatchlings find their lifemates, thirty-one new pairs, in all. The
sands, black, now glitter with the shards of broken eggs. The noise begins
to settle as they move off to the the Weyrlingmaster.
Mitchell looks over at the mound of broken shells, and then at the new
Weyrlings, smiling for his friends.
Tierigal nods, stumbling over to hug Elsa. "I...I know."
Hawke falls to her knees, the tears now steaming down her face as she silently
stares at the sand, not feeling its burning heat.
T'vor looks at the sands, his gaze finds his mother, tears of joy, "A bronze!"
Elsa crosses her arms over her chest, watching the sands expressionlessly.
Carissea watches the remaining candidates, her eyes bright but dry.
"Congratulations!" she says to those near her.
Solfore turns to Elsa and hugs her tightly.
Aisha smiles and says something quietly to Tilani.
Lyran hugs her Amycanth, oblivious to all watchers.
Aisha whispers "that was beautiful. It's so different just seeing from the
sands as a spectator."
T'vor hugs the closest part of his dragon.
Lecil gathers the new pairs around her, calm amongst the sea of dazed
youngsters and starved dragonets.
Hawke wipes her eyes with her sweaty hands, trying to pull herself together
enough to leave the sands. She remains on her knees, staring down at the
sands, unbelieving.
Tierigal watches the new werylings, his gaze falling on Katlyn.
Covalt smiles faintly...
Dragon> Lemarath bespoke Merinth with << Well? is it safe to come down yet or
will I have my head bitten off? >>
R'lym goes over to Tilani and gives her a firm hug.
Kaldara smiles to Carissea, "Thank you."
Tilani nods and smiles to Aisha. "Yes."
Katlyn watches Chiroth's eyes, and tears of happiness and sadness fall, her
face a myriad of emotions.
Mitchell scans the crowd for faces, then sighs and looks back towards the
mound.. then his shoulders slump a bit as he takes a long breath, and then
walks over to Hawke, and kneels next to her, speaking softly.
Carissea says "We stood! That's more than 'most anybody!"
Citrea looks over at Elsa, holding a hand out to her.
Merinth> Lemarath senses that Merinth trill delightely, << Of course you may
come down, grandmother. >>
Shandra clears her throat. "There's food and drink in the Living Caverns.
Everyone's invited, of course."
Kaldara looks down into the loving eyes of her green dragon, a childish grin
on her face.
You sense Aisha sighs. "But now I'd better go see the ones who don't Impress.
Or is that not part of the candidate wrangler's job?"
Covalt murmurs softly, "Come on. Moving time."
T'vor looks at Tilani, expressions dancing across his face, his only
words,"Thank you."
Jacera tugs at Elsa's arm. "C'mon..."
Tierigal sighs at Carissea, and shakes his head firmly at Shandra. "No, thank
you."
Katlyn nods to Shandra.
Elsa smiles shakily at Jacera and nods, "I'm hungry. Let's go."
Shandra adds, in a vaguely softer voice, "Some of us could use a drink."
Lecil claps her hands. "Okay, Weyrlings, follow me and well get everyone fed,
I promise!"
Covalt eyes shandra, and nods once.
Hawke wipes her eyes and stands up, holding her arms against herself.
Elsa flashes a smile, then toddles weakly over to Citrea and hugs her very
tightly, "I knew you would."
Aisha smiles and then sobers a bit as she speaks to Tilani and gestures to the
ones left on the sands.
You whisper "Yeah. It is. And their friends." to Aisha.
Tilani pauses, "See you in a few?"
Mitchell stands, patting Hawke on the back, then turns, looking a bit lost.
Janelle bounces as she notices the heat finally. Her profound comment is "Ow!"
Tierigal slips into the small opening in the southern wall.
Frigga> In the room, Tierigal appears in the room.
Kaldara spares a look to those that did not impress....she wishes that there
had been a dragon for all!
Katlyn nods to Lecil, and smiles. "Sure thing, Chiroth says he's straving.
Carissea nods. "Let's change, and get out of here..."
Lyran watches the weyrling master to see where she goes.
R'tar nods to Lecil.
Pindath rumbles with her hunger.
R'tar pages to Tilani: Keen. How do they move?
Citrea hugs Elsa tight.
Shandra slips out.
Aisha nods to Tilani and then walks resolutely over to the ones left standing.
Hawke looks over at Merinth, her tears still falling. "Thank you for the
priviledge, Merinth." She salutes the queen and her rider.
R'tar helps Taloth to a better spot.
Lyran chuckles. "Amycanth is soo hungry!"
R'tar climbs up into the Stands.
Janelle scampers out.
Janelle disappears in a swirling mist of sky-blue sparkles.
Katlyn smiles, and nods to Merinth ,"Thank ye!"
Rayel hears Hawke, and bows to Merinth one last time.
T'vor looks at Penath, "YOU'RE hungry?" He grins at the little(?) dragonette,
"Of course you're hungry."
Hawke attempts a smile and fails, turning towards the exit.
Jacera climbs up into the Stands.
Tilani looks after the Candidates for a moment and moves through a small
passage.
Carissea nods, remembering her manners when she hears Hawke's farewell. She
turns, bowing to Merinth, and heads out."
Aisha clears her throat. "I'm very sorry you didn't Impress, but maybe there's
a dragon out there for you somewhere. The dragons must have seen something
in you if they Searched you. I hope you all will remain at Igen. We've
enjoyed your comapny immensely."
Katlyn smiles at the others, and wonders where to go.
Solfore looks over towards Tev...T'vor and Penath.
Zyrieth warbletoots happily to Merinth as he proudly watches the hatchling and
the nnew riders leave the Sands.
Elsa follows Jacera.
Mitchell blinks a bit, and nods politely to Zyrieth and Merinth, and then
drops his eyes a bit, turning to leave.
Elsa climbs up into the Stands.
Carissea climbs up into the Stands.
Mitchell climbs up into the Stands.
Merinth lets out a pleasant trill watching her children with a -finally-
calmed expression.
R'lym watches after the Candidates and riders.
You slip down a long narrow passageway, eventually emerging into...

Candidates' Barracks(#309RAJ)
Contents:
wherhide band
Screech
Elsa's BPC
Marius
Allis' Mound of Sand
List of Candidates
Obvious exits:
Dark passageway Inner Caverns
Merinth> Solfore follows the others out.
Merinth> Solfore climbs up into the Stands.
Merinth> Covalt climbs up into the Stands.

[Scene Change: Time passes as Tilani finishes gathering up Impression
Rings and getting the final inscriptions in place.]

You slip around the curtain, opening the door and entering the hall.

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)
Contents:
Obvious exits:
Bowl STairs Records Room INFirmary Kitchen Inner Caverns
C'trel comes in from the Bowl.
Tilani smiles on her way through.
Tilani waves.
Denass waves to Tilani.
You walk out into the Bowl.

Field outside the Main Entrance
Contents:
Obvious exits:
INFirmary Main Entrance Center of Bowl Feeding Grounds North
Tilani waves on her way past.
You head north along the wall of the Bowl, towards the weyrling barracks and
the Hatching grounds.

Weyrling Training Field
Contents:
Obvious exits:
WeyrLings Hatching Grounds Center of Bowl West South
Kyleri nods to Tilani.
Rayel wipes his eyes. "I don't know if I can handle riding right now."
Tilani nods and waves on her way past.
Kyleri nods. "All right. I'll walk you in, then, if you want."
You stride into the Weyrling Barracks.

Weyrling Barracks(#1745RJ)
Contents:
Obvious exits:
Bowl
T'vor drags his cot over to the sleeping appetite
Katlyn nods respectufully to Tilani.
Deirdre moves away from Lecil, over to Citrea.
M'llon stands up and smiles at TIlani.
T'vor looks up at Tilani, "'Lani!"
Deirdre says "What's her name, Cit?"
Tilani walks in with a small wooden box onder her arm.
Pindath snores quietly beside kaldara's bed.
Lyran smiles to Tilani.
Ilga opens her closing eyelids and smiles, seeing Lani. She waves a lazily
happy arm.
Kaldara waves to Tilani.
Lecil smiles. "Nice clutch, Til. Merith did well."
R'tar looks up, smiling softly at Tilani.
Kaldara says "What do you have there, Tilani?"
T'vor yawns.
Kaldara says "Great clutch! 3 bronzes! Wow."
Chiroth croons sleepily to his mother's lifemate.
Lyran blinks sleepily and scratches Amyranth's eyeridges.
Tilani looks around the room taking in the faces.
T'vor nods, "3 bronzes. . ."He looks at the sleeping appetite, commonly called
Penath and grins. Penath sleeps on, oblivious.
Katlyn says "Yes, Ma'am! Merinth did herself proud!"
Citrea grins. "Irisyth." She looks down to Irisyth, "And this is Deirdre."
Deirdre looks up, over at Tilani. "Not half bad, for some little girl out of
the SeaCraft."
Irisyth tilts her head, looking up at Deirdre with one contentedly whirling
eye.
Tilani's voice fails her, "Thank you." She glances to Deirdre and then to
R'tar. Ilga.
Katlyn grins.
Tilani actually chuckles, "Thanks 'mom'.
Ilga meets her mother's eyes as best as she can keep her eyes open. Two
children curled up together in a worn out heap.
Deirdre admires Irisyth. "She's gorgeous, Citrea."
R'tar looks down into Taloth's now half-lidded eyes.
Tilani tries to stand up to her full height.
Citrea chuckles. "Could've knocked me over with a wherry when she gave me her
name."
Pindath's nose twitches in her sleep.
Tilani answers Kaldara's question as she opens the box. "These were made in
the past weeks, while the eggs hardened."
Deirdre squeezes the girl's shoulder, grinning. "Yah. It's always like that.
Hey, you'll be able to visit easily."
Kaldara smiles...."It was the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to
me."
Tilani says "And I've been reluctant to come down here."
Tilani glances to Lecil knowingly.
Stand poses, too, to match
Tilani says "Before now, for several reasons."
Katlyn smiles warmly.
T'vor looks at Citrea, "I know how you felt. Penath was very, ah, forceful."
Lecil smiles at Tilani.
Tilani says "The most important being ... well."
Tilani takes a deep breath and removes an object from the case.
R'tar say nothing, eyes focussed on the weyrwoman.
M'llon listens carefully.
T'vor looks on, mutely.
Kaldara looks at Tilani with curiousity.
Citrea grins. "You'll have to show me the way to Honshu when I can." Her face
drains of color for a moment, at a thought, but she covers it quickly, and
well. Irisyth tilts her head the other way, eyes whirling faintly with
concern.
You gently put the white jade ring down.
Kaldara carefully takes the white jade ring.
Katlyn watches the weyrwoman raptly.
Kaldara says "Thank you."
Tilani steps over to Kaldara, extending the ring.
There's a gleam of antique gold as Kaldara slides a ring onto her finger.
Katlyn oooohs. "Oh, that's pretty, Kaldara..."
Kaldara holds up her hand and admires the ring.
Tilani says "Welcome to Igen Weyr, Kaldara. And my sincerest
Congratulations. To you and Pindath."
Ilga cranes her neck, with barely the energy to kneel, more seated than
before, her smile for Kaldara one of adiration.
Tilani looks back in her case.
Kaldara bows her head, "I and Pindath thank you, Tilani."
C'trel strides in from the Bowl.
Tilani says "Katlyn, Chiroth. This is for you."
Katlyn smiles respectfully at C'trel.
You gently put the moonstone ring down.
Katlyn gently picks up the moonstone ring.
C'trel makes an immediate beeling for Citrea, grinning like a complete fool.
Lyran nods to C'trl.
T'vor covers a yawn as he waves to C'trel.
C'trel beeline
Katlyn rises, awed. "Oh, thank you, Ma'am! It's beautiful!"
Silver glints as Katlyn slides a ring onto her finger.
Citrea straightens up as C'trel approaches. Irisyth senses the importance and
preens herself a bit. Citrea grins, "Um. Hi dad."
Katlyn beams, holding her jeweled finger up for her fellow weyrlings'
inspection.
M'llon blinks and watches Citrea and C'trel.
Kaldara says "It is lovely, Katlyn."
Amycanth's whirling eyes close slowly as he drifts off to sleep.
R'tar smiles at kaldara and Katly. "Quite beautiful." he says, politely.
Katlyn smiles and slings and arm around Kaldara.
Lyran inspects the ring and oh's. "It's gorgeous!"
Tilani skips over Citrea for a moment as her father arrives.
C'trel stops about a meter in front of Citrea, raises a finger as if to make
some point, opens his mouth, and closes it again, unable to banish the grin
from his face.
Penath grumbles sleepily as the traffic increases, he cocks his head sideways
at the little green lizard sleeping on him
Kaldara hugs Katlyn back.
Katlyn grins at Lyran, twiddling her fingers happily.
Deirdre takes a step back from C'trel, eyeing him.
Tilani moves to Lyran, with a faint smile. "Quite a dragon, Amycanth. And his
rider. Welcome to Igen, Lyran."
You gently put the aquamarine ring down.
Lyran gently picks up the aquamarine ring.
Irisyth untwines her tail from Citrea's legs and approaches C'trel, poking her
wedge shaped head up at him, as if to make a point. She opens her mouth,
then closes it again. It's somewhat comical, really.
Kaldara sets Pindath to rights gently.
Katlyn grins at Lyran, nodding admiringly."Oh, what a lovely one that is!"
Lyran looks at the ring and gasps. "It's lovely! Thank yoU!"
Citrea groans faintly, cheeks coloring. "Insane, they're all insane," she
murmurs.
White gold sparkles as Lyran slides a ring onto her finger.
Tilani moves past a sleeping dragonform towards the back of the barracks.
Tilani glances to Lecil.
Tilani says "M'llon, I hear is how you've contracted your name. Welcome
to Igen, M'llon. And Bromith."
You gently put the rose quartz ring down.
M'llon gently picks up the rose quartz ring.
M'llon smiles, "Thank you Tilani."
Lecil watches Tilani and the weyrlings.
Gold sparkles as M'llon slides a ring onto his finger.
Tilani smiles to Lyran.
Katlyn smiles warmly at M'llon.
T'vor looks at the rings, and hmms.
M'llon grins, "I really understand now."
Kaldara smiles at M'llon.
Tilani nods, "I'm sure you do."
Ilga smiles blearily, hugging her knees to her chest, and watching 'Lani make
the rounds of the worn out weyrlings.
Lyran nods and gazes findly at Amycanth.
C'trel looks down at the dragon, and back up at Citrea. Then, quite
unexpectedly, he bursts out laughing and spreads his arms wide. "C'mere,
daughter."
R'tar glances at M'llon. His palm rest against Taloth's head.
Tilani steps over a twitching tail, back to her daughter.
Ilga scrambles to her feet, so Lani won't have to bend over, and steadies
herself against a convenient arm.
Tilani crouches down before Ilga. "He's lovely. I'm so happy for you, Ilga.
And Rheath."
You gently put the star sapphire ring down.
Ilga gently picks up the star sapphire ring.
Citrea steps up to C'trel and into the embrace. Irisyth warbles brightly,
smugly, and wraps a youthfully awkward tail about them both.
Ilga looks into her mother's eyes and then, in a rush of emotion, hugs her.
Deirdre smirks. If she looked any more smug someone might hurt her.
There's a shimmer of silver as Ilga slides a ring onto her finger.
Kaldara gets a bit mistyeyed.
Tilani hugs Ilga back tightly.
Katlyn grins at Ilga.
R'tar smiles as he watches Citrea and her father. Almost wistful. His eyes are
far away.
T'vor smiles softly at 'Lani and daughter.
Ilga blinks several times before relinguishing Tilani. "Thank you" she replies
quietly. "Thank you."
Tilani untangles Ilga's arms from her neck, holding her hands for a moment.
"Thank you."
Lecil leans against the wall, the oddest look on her face.
Tilani crosses to T'vor.
T'vor leans back against a wall, he stands straight.
Tilani gets a curious grin on her face.
Tilani digs into the case.
Tilani holds up an object.
Tilani says "What's this?"
M'llon looks at the ring breifly then goes back to leaning a bit on Bromith.
Tilani says "Not a ring, but it's in your place."
T'vor looks down,
Tilani winks, and hand's T'vor a mark.
Ilga curls back up against Rheath, one finger upon the delicate ring, and
watches Tilani and T'vor.
Lyran chuckles softly andleans against Amycanth.
Kaldara looks at what Tilani holds.
Tilani follows it with a legitimate ring.
You gently put the onyx ring down.
T'vor gently takes the onyx ring.
Katlyn giggles, winking at T'vor.
T'vor smiles softly at the mark, "there's another one somewhere on the sands."
Kaldara smiles at M'llon.
There's a gleam of dark gold as T'vor slides a ring onto his finger.
Tilani says "Penath and T'vor, you will do Igen proud. Welcome. -- Yes, I found
it."
C'trel grins at Deirdre. "What're *you* looking so pleased about?"
Citrea ducks her head a bit and chuckles. "It's all Deirdre's fault, dad."
T'vor smiles at Tilani, "the honor is mine." he blushes "You found it?"
Kaldara chuckles at T'vor.
Deirdre points at Citrea. "I'm the one who dumped her here, remember?"
C'trel says, good-naturedly, "Most things are, aren't they?"
Tilani's ear cocks and she moves over to Citrea, Deirdre and C'trel.
Tilani says "It's always Deirdre's fault."
Tilani says "She and Kolith got me /into/ this mess Turns ago."
Deirdre then points at Tilani. "And that's my daughter whose queen had such a
fine clutch, isn't it?"
Deirdre laughs.
Deirdre says "Swooped down out of the sky and carried you off to Igen."
Lyran chuckles. "I wish Dysira could have been here."
T'vor nods, "And Zeby."
Kaldara smiles.
Tilani nods, "Aye."
Tilani looks up at Citrea.
R'tar brushes his hand across Taloth's eyeridege. "She is."
Tilani says "This is for you, Citrea formerly of Fort Weyr, now Igen.
And Irisyth. Welcome to a new life."
You carefully put the fire opal ring down.
Citrea carefully picks up the fire opal ring.
Citrea disentangles herself from C'trel and Irisyth, and attempts to regain
her dignity as turns to Tilani. "If I smile anymore, my face will split."
She pauses, "Thank you, Weyrwoman."
There's a shimmer of muted gold as Citrea slides a ring onto her finger.
Katlyn beams.
Ilga finally makes the connection. "Daughter??" she scrambles to her feet,
grinning.
Deirdre sidles over to C'trel.
Kaldara smiles.
C'trel affects not to notice.
Ilga picks her way over to Deirdre, and, with a grin, says, "Grandmother."
Tilani winks at Ilga. "Yes, this is your Grandmother."
Tilani says "After a fashion."
Citrea holds out her hand to Irisyth, who snuffles the ring. She wipes it off,
then displays it for C'trel. A pause, then she says, "I bet Electra will
beat me up."
Lyran chuckles softly.
Tilani moves away from that knot to a couch towards the back.
C'trel's grin fades for just a fraction of an instant, something of a shadow
crossing his face; then it's gone again, and he shakes his head. "No, she
won't. I'm sure she'll be as happy as I am."
T'vor flops down and leans against Penath, Penath warble croons in his sleep.
Tilani looks at R'tar, and the fragile facade that had kept her composure
cracks.
Lyran looks concernedly at Tilani.
Kaldara looks down at her sleeping green tenderly....she sighs in bliss.
R'tar stands, looking at Tilani. His own careful facade crumbles.
Tilani puts her arms around R'tar's neck, letting the box fall to the ground
with a ignored clatter.
Lyran pillows her head against Amycanth's flank.
Citrea looks down for a moment, then fishes something out of the fabric
bunched up at her belt. She removes a shard from Irisyth's egg. "Could you
give her this?"
Kaldara watches in wonder at Tilani and R'tar.
R'tar wraps his arms around her, burying his face in the fiery hair at her
neck. He closes his eyes.
Ilga's eyes widen, seeing Lani and R'tar, and she looks back to her
grandmother.
Deirdre peers at Ilga.
Lecil watches Tilani and R'tar, a slight frown on her face.
Deirdre says ".What.?"
Deirdre says "Tilani, when did you start having kids?"
Citrea and Irisyth both tilt their heads.
Ilga smiles, "Grandmother" she repeats, with the barest hint of a laugh
C'trel accepts the shard gravely. "I'll do that."
T'vor's eyes widen, at Tilani and R'tar."
Tilani doesn't hear Deirdre.
Lyran watches Tilani and R'tar with lidded eyes as she croons softly to
Amycanth.
Tilani presses her voice against your neck, cracking, She mutters to R'tar,
"I... I'm... And..."
R'tar senses "Tilani presses her voice against your neck, cracking, "I ... I'm
so happy for you. And Taloth.""
Citrea gives a wry smile to C'trel. "I wonder what mother would say."
M'llon doesn't really look suprised at R'tar's and Tilani's actions.
R'tar smiles, saying nothing. He cradles her in his arms.
T'vor looks at M'llon and can't help but grin, "I bet you have that broken
shell in your robe, don't you?"
Kaldara wears a look of surprise...but she shrugs....she is not privy to every
action in the weyr after all!!! :)
Katlyn smiles brightly.
Tilani pulls back and looks at him. She finally forces herself to look down.
She looks back at him and presses a ring in his palm.
You gently put the lapis lazuli ring down.
R'tar gently picks up the lapis lazuli ring.
M'llon chuckles, "Well yeah!"
Bronze gleams as R'tar slides a ring onto his finger.
Tilani says "Welcome to Igen, R'tar and Taloth. Welcome to Igen Weyr."
R'tar clears his throat. "Funny this." he says roughly.
Deirdre glances at Tilani and R'tar.
Deirdre rolls her eyes and looks back at Ilga.
Deirdre says "How old are you?"
R'tar says "Tilani?"
M'llon says "I gotta send it to my mom."
Tilani says "Yes?"
Ilga answers promptly, "I've 12 turns"
R'tar opens his other hand. A peice of lagoon blue shard and a glitter of gold.
R'tar says very quietly, taking Tilani's hand. "I...for...you."
Lecil leans over. "As Tilani is to Deirdre, so Ilga is to Tilani," she tells
Deirdre.
Katlyn smiles.
R'tar whispers "I had this made for you. I didn't know what would happen and I
wanted you to know that I would always be as close to a husband to you as
riders have"
Deirdre looks at Lecil, then back to Ilga.
Deirdre says "Well, then. That's different."
R'tar slips a beautifully ornate gold band into Tilani's hand.
Tilani takes the shard and ring in her hand, blushing and turning. She
kisses R'tar once, soundly, before dropping to a knee to retrieve the
box. As he whispers she turns again, box forgotten. She stares at her hand.
Citrea grins at Deirdre. "So, does this make Tilani and me half sisters of a
sort, or does the mothering stop with the ocean edge?"
Kaldara smiles at the pair exchanging rings....
Ilga tilts her head back, with a teasing smile, 'And you're the first
grandmother I've ever met."
C'trel says "And where do I fit into all this>"
Lecil's face darkens a little, and she receeds back into a shadow, watching
Tilani and R'tar exchange gifts.
T'vor admires the ring on his finger, he gazes at the sleeping Penath and
curls up by his belly. Penath sleepily drapes his tail over the small T'vor
and warbles.
R'tar just looks at Tilani. "Put the shard in the box. would you?"
Kaldara feels her eyelids drop...she just can't stay awake another minute.....
Katlyn can't either.
Lyran sighs softly and then glances up at Lecil. "Is it okay if I go to the
candidate barracks to get a few things?"
Lecil drags her attention to Lyran and nods to her. "Of course."
T'vor yawns, and gently frees himself of Penath, he stands, "I am hungry. I
think it's prolly cuz of that appetite down there." He grins lovingly at
Penath.
Deirdre says, first to Citrea, "I mother relentlessly. You think I'm going to
let a little thing like an ocean stop me? Then, to Ilga, "I should hope
.so. You Impressed, didn't you?" Finally, to C'trel, "What you always are."
C'trel hazards, "Irritable?"
Tilani nods to R'tar and slides the shard into the box, standing back up.
The ring she puts on her left ringfinger.
Ilga grins to Deirdre. A touch to her ring, and then covers her mouth to
stifle another yawn.
Tilani clears her throat. "And, before I make more of a specatcle of myself
infront of ... children, lovers and parents. Teachers and friends. I would
like to wish all of you my warmest Congratulations."
Citrea looks up at her father. "Who'd've thought, when I stomped into Fort and
nearly threw a pot at you."
Tilani says "Welcome to the Desert Weyr."
T'vor grins and his stomach rumbles loudly.
R'tar nods and smiles. "Thank you, Tilani."
Lecil stands and moves out of the shadows, finding a smile for Tilani. "To you
as well, weyrwoman."
Lyran smiles up at Tilani. "Glad to be here!"
T'vor grins, "Hey, we all get to be hated by uh, what's that brats name?"
Citrea thanks Tilani quietly.
Ilga smiles, "Thank you." she repeats.
Deirdre grins at C'trel. "Impossible. Irritable. Possessive. Gorgeous eyes,
though."
Deirdre looks back to Ilga.
Deirdre says "Do I get a hug? And to meet your dragon?"
C'trel says to Citrea, "I'd be lying if I said I had."
Lyran chuckles. "What brat?"
Citrea grins at Dierdre, and at C'trel. "Well. Once I graduate, I'll throw
firestone at you, to make up for it."
T'vor looks at Tilani, "Thank /you/" He looks at Lyran, "Rashea? I think . .
.she hates riders. Dunno why she lives here though."
Ilga grins, "Of course!" and immediately hugs her new-found grandmother,
firmly.
Lyran nods and taps her head with her finger. "I remember her..."
T'vor says "She's the one who would rather go to a gather tonight than the
hatching. . ."
Irisyth shifts around to stick her head under C'trel's hand, oh so very subtle.
R'tar yawns. "I'll need to collect my things."
Deirdre hugs Ilga back.
Deirdre says "You'll have to come visit me too, Ilga."
Ilga leads Deirdre by the hand over to meet her sleeping dragonet. "This is
Rheath" she introduces proudly. She looks up with a smile and declares,
"I'd love to"
Lyran chuckles and leans back against Amycanth. "Some children..."
R'tar walks through the tunnel and out to the Bowl.
T'vor follows, "wait. .!
T'vor walks through the tunnel and out to the Bowl.
Lyran walks through the tunnel and out to the Bowl.
Deirdre admires Rheath, grinning.
Deirdre says "He's gorgeous. Just gorgeous."
C'trel says "Possessive? Me?"
C'trel says "Only with things I value a great deal."
Deirdre snorts.
Ilga smiles, stroking the somnolent head. "Isn't he." she agrees.
Irisyth :nudges up against C'trel's hand. Less subtly.
C'trel says "No, re-- hey! Oh, hello, little one."
Deirdre grins.
Deirdre says "Shards."
Deirdre says "All my family is Impressing."
Ilga grins, "You could say - it runs in the family"
C'trel crouches down, unable to avoid wincing slightly, and, cautiously,
reaches out to scratch a particular spot on Irisyth's left eye-ridge.
Deirdre says "All we need is a brownrider and we'll have a - no, wait, we have
Irina."
Citrea grins at C'trel and Irisyth. "At least she won't be as big as that
beast you rider, dad." Irisyth stretches out her neck, two layers of lids
dropping instantly and a warbling croon emitting from her throat.
Deirdre laughs, shaking her head. "Ilga, you make it a complete set."
Ilga responds, astounded, "Irina?"
C'trel says, dryly, "Not as hard to turn, either."
Irisyth rubs her muzzle against C'trel's leg, lightly.
Deirdre says "Irina and I grew up together at Tillek, Ilga, so she's something
like a sister."
Deirdre says "Til, haven't you told this poor girl anything about her family?"
Ilga's growing smile is positively plotting, "So - she's my great-aunt?"
Deirdre says "Something like that."
Tilani says "I ... have."
Tilani says "Yes. But not this one."
Deirdre says "I also have a blood sister, Liana, and three brothers: Drix,
Mandew, and Julian."
Tilani looks down at Ilga.
Tilani says "It was ... a different story."
Tilani says "I'll have to tell you sometime."
Deirdre says "And that's about everything that matters."
Ilga purses her lips, taking rapid mental notes. She begins to look decidedly
confused, glancing between Deirdre and Tilani, "A /different/ story?" she
queries, then nods, her curiosity burning in her eyes.
D'ew strides in from the Bowl.
Tilani smiles.
D'ew peeks his head in, "OK if I come in?"
Penath warbles in his sleep.
Tilani says "Not long after you were Searched, ..."
Lecil wanders the barracks, checking on individual pairs, offering support and
suggestions as she goes.
Tilani says "Well, I don't particuarly expect you to remember /this/ evening."
Ilga chews on her lip, momentarily, "Which one?"
Citrea looks up as D'ew peeks in. She smiles, brightly, and waves to him.
Irisyth is by C'trel, who is crouched down scritching her eyeridge.
M'llon smiles at Lecil.
D'ew smiles a bit
C'trel says "Don't forget to tell her about her other aunt, Dei."
Deirdre blinks.
Citrea says "Come meet her, D'ew...and my father."
Deirdre says "Other aunt?"
Deirdre says "Ilga's?"
C'trel says "You *do* have a daughter, right?"
Deirdre has the grace to blush faintly.
Deirdre says, almost meek, "Two. But I know which one you mean."
Tilani says "Where you came from."
Deirdre looks over at Ilga. "I've got Alais, who is about twelve or so, and
Mei, who's right around six."
D'ew smiles a bit, and moves over to Citrea, "Your father?"
C'trel says, to Irisyth, "You know, you remind me just a little bit of
your...great-great aunt, I think, when she was about your age." He shoots
Deirdre a faintly wicked grin, for a moment almost youthful.
Deirdre glares at C'trel, but she's grinning.
Ilga scans faces, Deirdre, C'trel, Citrea, Tilani and shakes her head in
amazement, "I don't even think I can follow all of this yet" A wonderous
grin spreads acorss her face, a single word taking it all in. "Family."
Deirdre says "Stuck up big oafish lump of a bronze that'd trip over his own
tail?"
Citrea hugs D'ew and grins. "Dad? This is D'ew. He's, um...the one who
Searched me. D'ew, this is my dad, C'trel, bronze Horvath's rider."
D'ew smiles a bit, "A pleasre, sire...
Ilga asks, testing out the relations, "And how is Citrea related?"
Ilga says "Or is she?" a confusion"
Irisyth snakes her head around C'trel to peer up at D'ew. She gives him a long
look, perhaps determining his worthiness.
Tilani looks at Deirdre.
Tilani says "You ... craft words, mother dearest, in ways they were not
ment to be crafted."
D'ew smiles at Irisyth and offers a scritch, "Hello, little one...
Deirdre rises, grimacing a bit.
Deirdre says "Kolith .hated. Horvath."
Deirdre says "Much to mine and 'trel's dismay."
Irisyth allows the attention, with a faint warble. Citrea blinks at Deirdre.
"How come?"
C'trel says "Only a *little*."
Tilani gives Deirdre a mildly sympathetic look.
Deirdre tells Ilga, "Citrea is..."
Deirdre loses words.
Ilga waits attentively on Deirdre's every word.
Tilani says "C'trel's daughter."
Lyran strides in from the Bowl.
Tilani says "This is C'trel."
C'trel, crouched down by Irisyth, offers a vague wave.
Lyran walks through the tunnel and out to the Bowl.
Deirdre searches a minute, then says, "Citrea is C'trel's daughter. But I felt
motherly towards her, so." To Citrea, quickly, "Probably to counteract my
mindless devotion to his rider."
C'trel says "Hey!"
Ilga smiles patiently, completely unclear as to how C'trel fits in, but quite
willing to meet him anyways. She nods uncertainly to Deirdre, eventually
figuring this out. "I think I understand" she smiles.
Citrea ahs, thoughtfully. She grins. "Deirdre decided that C'trel and I were
too prickly to be left to our own devices." She winks.
C'trel says "I thought it was *my* mindless devotion to *her* rider."
Citrea hugs D'ew again, as Irisyth warbles contentedly.
Deirdre says "Right, what Citrea said. .Way. too prickly."
D'ew hugs her tightly, "Congrats, beloved..
Deirdre says "And someone was mindlessly devoted to .someone., but that was
long enough ago that memory fades. Tilani, can I kidnap you?"
C'trel says "Time smooths out most prickles, anyway."
Ilga tucks herself in between Rheath's various and sundry limbs, unable to
keep her eyes open the longer.
Tilani glances to Deirdre, "Mom, do you have a ..."
Tilani laughs.
Tilani says "Sure."
Ilga makes the rounds of relatives first, though, with a smile, looking at
each in a slightly different way now.
Rheath twiches in his sleep, and Ilga ducks a wingtip. "Goodnight" she murmurs.
Deirdre flashes a grin at Citrea, another at Ilga, and a final one at Lecil.
"Be horrible to them, Lecil."
T'vor strides in from the Bowl.
Citrea grimaces faintly. "Thanks, Deirdre."
T'vor yawns as he looks at the Appetite with Wings, he grins and lays down on
his cot by Penath.
T'vor hops on to T'vor's cot, pulling the covers taught around him.
R'tar strides in from the Bowl.
Lyran strides in from the Bowl.
Citrea mutters to D'ew, "You..."
Tilani glances from Deirdre to Lecil.
Irisyth moves to curl herself around Citrea again, attention span having moved
away from enjoying scritches.
D'ew smiles softly and kisses her forehead, "Happy?"
Lyran dropped Lyran's Cot.
Penath seems to sense T'vor's arrival and flops his tail over onto him.
Deirdre says "It's good for you. Honest."
Deirdre moves towards the bowl. "Til, coming?"
Citrea nods. "Very, D'ew. I've a father," She smiles in C'trel's direction,
then towards Deirdre as she goes, "A mother, Irisyth, and you."
Tilani nods ot Deirdre after a long look at R'tar. She smiles.
R'tar smiles back.
Within his cot, T'vor waves to D'ew as he goes to sleep.
You walk through the tunnel and out to the Bowl.

Weyrling Training Field
Obvious exits:
WeyrLings Hatching Grounds Center of Bowl West South
Deirdre walks out from the Weyrling Barracks.
Merinth> You fly up from the Sands and out the tunnel into the air of the Bowl.

Merinth> Over the Ground in the Igen Weyr Bowl(#769RLae)
Merinth> Contents:
Merinth> Kanth
Merinth> Tsanth
Merinth> Obvious exits:
Merinth> Hatching Grounds Weyrs Up
Merinth> You glide over to land in the training field.

Merinth> Weyrling Training Field
Merinth> Contents:
Merinth> Deirdre
Merinth> Tilani(#4925PIOceq)
Merinth> Obvious exits:
Merinth> WeyrLings Hatching Grounds Center of Bowl West South
Merinth backwings to land neatly.
Kanth backwings to land neatly.
Jesseth backwings to land neatly.
Dysira swings a leg over Jesseth and slides to the ground, landing gracefully.
Tilani looks up as the blues arrive.
Deirdre says "How're you?"
B'tar springs lightly from Kanth's neck to the ground.
Branaar clambers out of his seat on Kanth's neck.
Lecil walks out from the Weyrling Barracks.
B'tar nods to Tilani and Deirdre, "Igen, Fort." He turns to Dysira,
"Wingleader."
Tilani looks at Dei.
Tilani says "Can I change?"
Tilani says "Go flying?"
Dysira nods, to all.
Tilani says "Please?"
Tilani says "Please!?"
Dysira chuckles.
Lecil wanders through, muttering quietly to herself. "Mucking...oh, need that
dragon healr...make sure they know about...oil...."
Lecil strides towards the center of the Bowl.
Dysiraexcuses herself a moment.
B'tar strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
Branaar strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
Dysira strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
Deirdre says "Sure."
Tilani grins, eyes twinkling.
Tilani says "Want a lift?"
C'trel walks out from the Weyrling Barracks.
C'trel heads south to the main entrance.
Deirdre grins.
Deirdre says "Yah."
Tilani dashes off.
Tilani returns a few minutes later.
Tilani says "Come on. -- White wine, right?"
figments of my imagination?
Deirdre grins.
Deirdre says "Right."

Merinth(#5918IMQaepqs)
You clamber nimbly up Merinth's forelimb to your spot between two neckridges.
Merinth> I was looked at by Tilani(#4925PIOceq), who is owned by
Tilani(#4925PIOceq).
Tilani says "Good."
-=) Merinth lowers her neck towards the ground, and extends a foreleg.
Deirdre slowly pulls herself up onto Merinth's neck.
Tilani says "Strap in!"
You wing cautiously up into the Bowl.

Over the Ground in the Igen Weyr Bowl(#769RLae)
Contents:
Obvious exits:
Hatching Grounds Weyrs Up
Deirdre does so, more or less.
Deirdre says "How do you feel?"
Tilani sighs, as Merinth soars on the air, "Gods, ... incredible."
Deirdre says "It figures."
Deirdre says "You're sweet on one of your new riders, aren't you?"
-=) Merinth wings higher, wingbeats gaining strenght and confidence as she
lifts over the bowl.
You beat your wings powerfully to swoop up higher in the Bowl.

Midway up in the Igen Weyr Bowl(#779RLae)
Obvious exits:
Weyrs Down Up
You spread your wings to catch an updraft, and beat them to fly higher.

High above Igen Weyr
Obvious exits:
Down Rim
Tilani says "Pardon?"
Deirdre says "The boy. Young man."
Deirdre says "One of the new bronzeriders."
Tilani nods as Merinth flies.
Tilani says "Yes!"
Tilani says "Where are we going?"
Deirdre says "SeaCraft."
Tilani nods.
Tilani mutters to herself, "Black, blacker, blackest -- colder beyond frozen
things ..."
Tilani continues, "Where is Between where there is naught ..."
Tilani finishes, "To Life but fragile dragon wings."
-=) Merinth disappears into Between.

Between
You suddenly emerge...
Sky Above SeaCraft Hall
Obvious exits:
Sky over High Reaches Weyr Watch Rider Peak Drum Heights Fisher Beach
Courtyard
-=) Merinth emerges from Between with a blast of cold air!
Deirdre grins.
Tilani says "What?"
Tilani says "What are you grinning at?"
Deirdre says "You."
Deirdre says "Merinth."
Deirdre says "The air."
Deirdre says "I'm gonna miss everything."
Tilani nods. "Aye."
Tilani says "Beach?"

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Player Statistics:
PLAYER # of ACTIONS
Aidan 8
Aisha 25
Anrya 1
B'tar 5
Branaar 4
C'trel 31
C'trel's 1
Carissea 32
Chandari 4
Citrea 55
Covalt 23
D'ew 11
Deirdre 81
Denass 2
Dysira 6
Elsa 69
Filana 2
Garelen 27
Hawke 48
Ilga 47
J'cot 2
J'rell 18
Jacera 32
Jaela 12
Janelle 13
Jazmin 2
Jesseth 2
Kaldara 85
Kanth 2
Katlyn 67
Kaya 6
Kyleri 5
Kyrenda 2
Lecil 29
Lyran 67
M'llon 14
Mallon 17
Merinth 10
Mitchell 37
Pindath 3
R'lym 28
R'tar 40
Rantaar 24
Rayel 32
Shandra 19
Solfore 27
T'vor 37
Taloth 2
Tevor 34
Tierigal 53
Tilani 88
You 107
Zyrieth 9

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