29.Mar.12, 05:46 AM
The Healer assured Tsuen that she was not busy, and the woman nodded. Many of the plants used for dying materials worked better or with a different shade if dried as opposed to used fresh, so the idea of hanging them was not completely foreign. The encyclopedic list, however, would likely have been lost on her. She knew plants by what they looked like and what colors they produced rather than by name, though some more common names were familiar to her.
Breccan seemed surprised that Tsuen and D'ren chose chores for themselves the way everyone else received theirs - via pick of the draw. The woman began to explain after answering Breccan and allowing her to get her pack. "We'll go east, then. When we regrouped and formed Katila after the Plague, we had to take down everyone's name anyway. So E'lore and I made slips, each with the name of a rider or weyrfolk who didn't already have a set job, such as the crecheworkers or the kitchen staff. Each month, when we'd sit to assign chores, we would put each slip into a bucket. And we'd pick out so many to hunt, another amount to fish, and so on, dividing up the work so that there was not too much strain on food supply, but so that everyone was doing their fair share, wherever that might be. If someone died their name was removed; if someone new came to Katila, they were added, and non-Riders, especially the ones who didn't and don't want to touch dragons with ten foot poles, were separated to get jobs that didn't require long range transportation."
Tsuen paused in her explanation as Nirinath landed three-legged a handful of yards in front of them, the riding leathers clutched in one paw. Tsuen strode forward and took the harness from the gold, patting her neck gently, and looked back at Breccan. "How would you like to learn first-hand how to prepare a dragon for riding?" It was one of the things the Candidates were learning prior to the Hatching, she was sure, but Nirinath was arguably a big dragon, and therefore needed bigger straps than her green or even blue counterparts.
Breccan seemed surprised that Tsuen and D'ren chose chores for themselves the way everyone else received theirs - via pick of the draw. The woman began to explain after answering Breccan and allowing her to get her pack. "We'll go east, then. When we regrouped and formed Katila after the Plague, we had to take down everyone's name anyway. So E'lore and I made slips, each with the name of a rider or weyrfolk who didn't already have a set job, such as the crecheworkers or the kitchen staff. Each month, when we'd sit to assign chores, we would put each slip into a bucket. And we'd pick out so many to hunt, another amount to fish, and so on, dividing up the work so that there was not too much strain on food supply, but so that everyone was doing their fair share, wherever that might be. If someone died their name was removed; if someone new came to Katila, they were added, and non-Riders, especially the ones who didn't and don't want to touch dragons with ten foot poles, were separated to get jobs that didn't require long range transportation."
Tsuen paused in her explanation as Nirinath landed three-legged a handful of yards in front of them, the riding leathers clutched in one paw. Tsuen strode forward and took the harness from the gold, patting her neck gently, and looked back at Breccan. "How would you like to learn first-hand how to prepare a dragon for riding?" It was one of the things the Candidates were learning prior to the Hatching, she was sure, but Nirinath was arguably a big dragon, and therefore needed bigger straps than her green or even blue counterparts.
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[span style="background-color:#FFCF5B;"][color=#DD6206]Nirinath's Speech[/color][/span]