02.Feb.12, 04:38 AM
G’rem & Blue Remeneth – Weyrling Master
It was a mild day today, and despite G’rem’s preference for lectures to be held in the lecture rooms, he had been otherwise convinced by his assisting riders to hold today’s class outside. As a Weyrbrat set down the final chair he dismissed her with a wave of his stick, barely glancing at her. Running a hand over his head he looked up at the sun, it was nearing the start of the class. White clouds were racing across the sky, providing occasional shade as they crossed the late summer sun. Glancing back down he smiled behind his bushy beard, the early birds of this group were already arriving. He liked these ones, punctuality was one of the best things a person could be.
Tapping the small sundial that stood at the south of the gather square, G'rem strode over to the class and surveyed them. He could see that a couple hadn't turned up yet, and for that they would be sorry. Why they hadn't learned yet that punctuality was one of G'rem's favourite things was beyond him. Standing at the head of the class he cleared his throat and tapped the ground with his stick, commanding their attention. Pulling a piece of parchment from within his light jacket he grunted.
"Allendris, Echlerov, Erisi, Kerrin, Lymsleia, Razzah, Talian, Valerian, Volfetti." After each name he paused, waiting for each Candidate to reply that they were present. With a tut he put a small charcoal mark beside the late-comers before pocketing the sheet. "Hmph. Today we are starting the next topic you will be studying: Weyr Sexuality." He paused, glaring at them as small titters of laugher and gasps went amongst the Candidates.
"Ugh. We have some riders who will be talking to you at the end of the class, ask them every question you think of. No question is too embarrassing, you're in a Weyr! Everybody knows about your business here." He reminded them, his eyes narrowing at those Candidates that squirmed in their chairs at the thought. Don't exaggerate so much, there are some secrets. Remeneth rumbled softly to the class, his blue wings stretched out across the gather square. G'rem shot a glare over to Remeneth before turning back to the class.
All Candidates are to attend this class! There are openings for three NPCs to join if you're feeling frisky. The next post will be in two days.
Played by Featherpirate
It was a mild day today, and despite G’rem’s preference for lectures to be held in the lecture rooms, he had been otherwise convinced by his assisting riders to hold today’s class outside. As a Weyrbrat set down the final chair he dismissed her with a wave of his stick, barely glancing at her. Running a hand over his head he looked up at the sun, it was nearing the start of the class. White clouds were racing across the sky, providing occasional shade as they crossed the late summer sun. Glancing back down he smiled behind his bushy beard, the early birds of this group were already arriving. He liked these ones, punctuality was one of the best things a person could be.
Tapping the small sundial that stood at the south of the gather square, G'rem strode over to the class and surveyed them. He could see that a couple hadn't turned up yet, and for that they would be sorry. Why they hadn't learned yet that punctuality was one of G'rem's favourite things was beyond him. Standing at the head of the class he cleared his throat and tapped the ground with his stick, commanding their attention. Pulling a piece of parchment from within his light jacket he grunted.
"Allendris, Echlerov, Erisi, Kerrin, Lymsleia, Razzah, Talian, Valerian, Volfetti." After each name he paused, waiting for each Candidate to reply that they were present. With a tut he put a small charcoal mark beside the late-comers before pocketing the sheet. "Hmph. Today we are starting the next topic you will be studying: Weyr Sexuality." He paused, glaring at them as small titters of laugher and gasps went amongst the Candidates.
"Ugh. We have some riders who will be talking to you at the end of the class, ask them every question you think of. No question is too embarrassing, you're in a Weyr! Everybody knows about your business here." He reminded them, his eyes narrowing at those Candidates that squirmed in their chairs at the thought. Don't exaggerate so much, there are some secrets. Remeneth rumbled softly to the class, his blue wings stretched out across the gather square. G'rem shot a glare over to Remeneth before turning back to the class.
All Candidates are to attend this class! There are openings for three NPCs to join if you're feeling frisky. The next post will be in two days.
Played by Featherpirate