Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
11.Apr.13, 04:05 AM
J’ver arrived early solely so he could keep track of who was there, when they arrived, and their attitude towards the event. It would prove useful to know who was of a like mind and could possibly come in handy down the line for other ventures. He stood quietly to the side of the staging area and didn’t mind at all that he mostly went unnoticed with only a few scowls either because he was a trader to his kind or because he had used that person in the past in one way or another. He was there to gather information but to also show his support for S’kef in his leadership position and in his decision. Losing a dragonrider was serious business but since it would ease the minds of their flock that almost always obediently followed their words and the beautiful fact that it took all suspicion for once and for all from them over D’ren’s attack made the loss that much easier. It didn’t hurt one but that it happened to be a man that he didn’t like and couldn’t find a use for.
When S’kef arrived, J’ver split his attention between the crowd and the Weyrleader in case he was needed. Later he would ask about the conversation held in private with T’shiro but for now, there was no point and J’ver didn’t show that he had been even tempted to ask. This was all business to him and even Vixen behaved and held a queenly pose on his shoulder, eyes tracking the movement of a man here and there that might cause trouble. She was becoming rather handy at collecting secrets and becoming another pair of eyes to hide in darkened areas.
Tyrrisath’s voice didn’t startle J’ver nearly as much as it once had. The brown went turns without speaking to him but now they spoke a bit more and not always on S’kef’s orders, as this time happened to be. Once, he would have gone through Rilaleeyth but now Tyrrisath saved the time and went directly to the man. J’ver cast a sideways glance to S’kef and nodded at the man when he caught his gaze before taking three steps back and turning on his heel to follow orders.
As he should, my dear brown. J’ver wasn’t insulted by the statement and was all the more determined to show he wouldn’t mess this up like he sometimes did. S’kef had lost his position of Weyrsecond because of a blundering oversight in the shape of Talian but that had been dealt with and they were now in a better place than they once were. Even the attack on D’ren was a murder gone wrong and while it was mostly on Z’ia’s pretty curly-haired head – which J’ver liked as it was and kept insisting S’kef wasn’t allowed to mess up a friend in any way – but J’ver had ultimately been the one to vouch for the bluerider.
How was he to distract a bronzerider that once led them and would be determined to see his attacker dealt with? How to deal with the bronze dragon that already showed he had quite the temper on him when provoked? The dragon was easy. Rilaleeyth, my girl. Go to Ronarth and chat with him. About anything. He loves friends and will love such a sweet and friendly green like you. Do not leave his side until my word. His dragon loved to help and show she could be useful so it wasn’t a surprise that Rilaleeyth jumped at the opportunity to assist. He knew she would have preferred to stay near Tyrrisath and seek comfort by nestling up beside him or even going to Aveleth whom she said was leaving the area for the day. That would have been nice for Rilaleeyth, to be away from such ugly business, but J’ver needed her to be close for now.
As he left the crowd, J’ver continued working on a plan. He could try talking to D’ren and see how far that got him but the bronzerider didn’t like him so it wouldn’t last long. He had time on the stroll over to figure out if simply blocking the door would be enough or if he had to hire a strong bluerider to play physical road block. Surely D’hys would be bored with people-watching and want to lend a hand and show his support to the brownrider he had socialized with here and there in the past. It would be of great benefit to him. That was something to consider as J’ver quickened his pace once he rounded a corner and no one in the Square would see him.
When S’kef arrived, J’ver split his attention between the crowd and the Weyrleader in case he was needed. Later he would ask about the conversation held in private with T’shiro but for now, there was no point and J’ver didn’t show that he had been even tempted to ask. This was all business to him and even Vixen behaved and held a queenly pose on his shoulder, eyes tracking the movement of a man here and there that might cause trouble. She was becoming rather handy at collecting secrets and becoming another pair of eyes to hide in darkened areas.
Tyrrisath’s voice didn’t startle J’ver nearly as much as it once had. The brown went turns without speaking to him but now they spoke a bit more and not always on S’kef’s orders, as this time happened to be. Once, he would have gone through Rilaleeyth but now Tyrrisath saved the time and went directly to the man. J’ver cast a sideways glance to S’kef and nodded at the man when he caught his gaze before taking three steps back and turning on his heel to follow orders.
As he should, my dear brown. J’ver wasn’t insulted by the statement and was all the more determined to show he wouldn’t mess this up like he sometimes did. S’kef had lost his position of Weyrsecond because of a blundering oversight in the shape of Talian but that had been dealt with and they were now in a better place than they once were. Even the attack on D’ren was a murder gone wrong and while it was mostly on Z’ia’s pretty curly-haired head – which J’ver liked as it was and kept insisting S’kef wasn’t allowed to mess up a friend in any way – but J’ver had ultimately been the one to vouch for the bluerider.
How was he to distract a bronzerider that once led them and would be determined to see his attacker dealt with? How to deal with the bronze dragon that already showed he had quite the temper on him when provoked? The dragon was easy. Rilaleeyth, my girl. Go to Ronarth and chat with him. About anything. He loves friends and will love such a sweet and friendly green like you. Do not leave his side until my word. His dragon loved to help and show she could be useful so it wasn’t a surprise that Rilaleeyth jumped at the opportunity to assist. He knew she would have preferred to stay near Tyrrisath and seek comfort by nestling up beside him or even going to Aveleth whom she said was leaving the area for the day. That would have been nice for Rilaleeyth, to be away from such ugly business, but J’ver needed her to be close for now.
As he left the crowd, J’ver continued working on a plan. He could try talking to D’ren and see how far that got him but the bronzerider didn’t like him so it wouldn’t last long. He had time on the stroll over to figure out if simply blocking the door would be enough or if he had to hire a strong bluerider to play physical road block. Surely D’hys would be bored with people-watching and want to lend a hand and show his support to the brownrider he had socialized with here and there in the past. It would be of great benefit to him. That was something to consider as J’ver quickened his pace once he rounded a corner and no one in the Square would see him.
