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18.Aug.13, 06:16 PM
Arddra didn't know Trelanvor enough personally to get into more details of her life before she was taken. Maybe later on as they became more friends now that she realized she had a similar background to him, being beastcraft and all. For now she will keep her reasons to herself.
"I would hate to see any dragon go between due to lack of candidates...I think that point has done well in making me more content staying here. The fact most dragonriders, the few I talked to anyway, and the other Candidates never felt it was wrong to take people by force, that I found more difficult. It's not like a few herdbeasts are taken to ensure there's enough food to feed people or the dragonets, but we are people who had their own lives, their own responsibilities. What if you had a child in the north? Would you be happy knowing you will never see him again?" Arddra sighed. She knew it was guilt and the pain of loss that really plagued her. Life here wasn't all that different and she was starting to realize she could have a life here and a happy one, if she did Impress. If she didn't Arddra didn't think she would want to remain here, being reminded every day she failed to Impress and failed to be a mother, that would be too much. She might as well be with her family and take care of them. Yet it would be hard to leave the friends she made here.
Arddra fell silent, focusing on cleaning fish for while after Trelanvor thanked her. At this point in time she knew she didn't hate all dragonriders. She hated the one who attacked her and the one who kidnapped her and those who held themselves as above the rules of not just Tradition but society too.
"I am starting to let go, not seeing all dragonriders as evil and criminals. Many were candidates with us so I do know them a little at least. I kept to myself for the most part. I really do want to Impress, to feel that bond, one that can never be broken save by death. Nobody can take me away from such a companion." Arddra remembered how it felt to touch Morith, to feel his voice in her mind. If that was only a taste of what it was like to fully be bonded to a dragon of her own, she wanted it. In the past she didn't care, she resented being here so much she didn't want to Impress, she just went through the motions because it was expected of her. Now, she wanted it badly.
"Between you and Casa and a few others I call friends I am sure I will never become that crazy goldrider muttering to herself in the corner." Arddra paused then added very softly, "I will never be like Tsuen."
"I would hate to see any dragon go between due to lack of candidates...I think that point has done well in making me more content staying here. The fact most dragonriders, the few I talked to anyway, and the other Candidates never felt it was wrong to take people by force, that I found more difficult. It's not like a few herdbeasts are taken to ensure there's enough food to feed people or the dragonets, but we are people who had their own lives, their own responsibilities. What if you had a child in the north? Would you be happy knowing you will never see him again?" Arddra sighed. She knew it was guilt and the pain of loss that really plagued her. Life here wasn't all that different and she was starting to realize she could have a life here and a happy one, if she did Impress. If she didn't Arddra didn't think she would want to remain here, being reminded every day she failed to Impress and failed to be a mother, that would be too much. She might as well be with her family and take care of them. Yet it would be hard to leave the friends she made here.
Arddra fell silent, focusing on cleaning fish for while after Trelanvor thanked her. At this point in time she knew she didn't hate all dragonriders. She hated the one who attacked her and the one who kidnapped her and those who held themselves as above the rules of not just Tradition but society too.
"I am starting to let go, not seeing all dragonriders as evil and criminals. Many were candidates with us so I do know them a little at least. I kept to myself for the most part. I really do want to Impress, to feel that bond, one that can never be broken save by death. Nobody can take me away from such a companion." Arddra remembered how it felt to touch Morith, to feel his voice in her mind. If that was only a taste of what it was like to fully be bonded to a dragon of her own, she wanted it. In the past she didn't care, she resented being here so much she didn't want to Impress, she just went through the motions because it was expected of her. Now, she wanted it badly.
"Between you and Casa and a few others I call friends I am sure I will never become that crazy goldrider muttering to herself in the corner." Arddra paused then added very softly, "I will never be like Tsuen."
