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!
06.Sep.13, 01:50 AM
T'lian didn't get out much anymore. Combined with the busywork he gave himself and the general assumption that everyone else was too busy for him, he just didn't. He stayed in his office and worked dutifully on his self-appointed projects, at least until he needed to take an extended klah break or spend a little time with Khaduceth. Good thing the dragon was self-sufficient!
The young brownrider wasn't exactly a hermit, though. He still sent friendly letters to his friends (or, his single friend and his father) almost every day. Fellis was too frightened of B'jin, so the adorable little blue was routinely dispatched to communicate all sorts of excitable new breakthroughs to V'ler, while the steadier and less-easily-spooked Tansy was in charge of letters to B'jin.
Those were excitable letters indeed. B'jin still didn't know about T'lian's quest for the mythical numbweed allergy cure, at least not in detail! T'lian had told him his intentions, but there had been no updates. He honestly expected his dear father to have forgotten all about it by now. V'ler, however, recieved frequent updates on the 'special project', though those updates were non-specific. T'lian had promised not to tell anyone about B'jin's condition, but nothing was stopping him from being honest about the products purpose: the world's finest painkiller!
So far, all attempts were failures. That didn't matter to T'lian, though. He just kept on trying.
Today, things were a little different. Weary of work, he'd quit early only to realize that he had nothing else to do. There were no chores, Khaduceth and the fire lizards didn't need tending, so...what now? He could have gone and drank some klah or had a long bath, but it occurred to him as he stepped out of his office that he hadn't seen V'ler in forever.
Filled with amiable enthusiasm, the healer knocked on the door of the bluerider's hut. A fire lizard perched on each shoulder and Khaduceth was curled close by, content to nap during his bonded's little social call. For some reason, T'lian was jittering with excitement and almost nervous. It wasn't like V'ler was some long-lost mythological being, though it had been a few weeks since Tal had happened upon him in person.
When the door opened, Tal couldn't contain himself; he dove forward to hug his friend. "Hi, Val..."
The young brownrider wasn't exactly a hermit, though. He still sent friendly letters to his friends (or, his single friend and his father) almost every day. Fellis was too frightened of B'jin, so the adorable little blue was routinely dispatched to communicate all sorts of excitable new breakthroughs to V'ler, while the steadier and less-easily-spooked Tansy was in charge of letters to B'jin.
Those were excitable letters indeed. B'jin still didn't know about T'lian's quest for the mythical numbweed allergy cure, at least not in detail! T'lian had told him his intentions, but there had been no updates. He honestly expected his dear father to have forgotten all about it by now. V'ler, however, recieved frequent updates on the 'special project', though those updates were non-specific. T'lian had promised not to tell anyone about B'jin's condition, but nothing was stopping him from being honest about the products purpose: the world's finest painkiller!
So far, all attempts were failures. That didn't matter to T'lian, though. He just kept on trying.
Today, things were a little different. Weary of work, he'd quit early only to realize that he had nothing else to do. There were no chores, Khaduceth and the fire lizards didn't need tending, so...what now? He could have gone and drank some klah or had a long bath, but it occurred to him as he stepped out of his office that he hadn't seen V'ler in forever.
Filled with amiable enthusiasm, the healer knocked on the door of the bluerider's hut. A fire lizard perched on each shoulder and Khaduceth was curled close by, content to nap during his bonded's little social call. For some reason, T'lian was jittering with excitement and almost nervous. It wasn't like V'ler was some long-lost mythological being, though it had been a few weeks since Tal had happened upon him in person.
When the door opened, Tal couldn't contain himself; he dove forward to hug his friend. "Hi, Val..."
