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!
07.Sep.17, 10:56 AM
M'ris had been enjoying a rather peaceful lunch with Ameris, a rarity to be sure. They were both kept busy with their duties and for some reason being in charge meant he was now ridiculously popular and everyone wanted a moment of his time. M'ris could be rather sociable when the mood struck him but he longed for his solitude and being able to wander off when he was bored with a Gather or even a simple conversation at a meal. The mere fact that he liked spending time with Ameris and even cared for her shook him to the core. He hadn't felt much of anything since Sarendall died in the exile and he had vowed to never let anyone get close to him again so he could save himself the pain of loss once more. Yet somehow Ameris had charmed him in her own ways and he now looked forward to a simple lunch together.
That was why Casa, the annoyingly eager young goldrider that always seemed to be underfoot, was shot a glare when she waltzed up to their table and stood there for some sort of cue that she could speak. M'ris was content to ignore her, just as he was wont to do with all the young ones roaming around that they were supposed to train for the future or some such excuse to always have someone lingering around, but Ameris was nicer than he was and she paused their admittedly mundane chat so Casa could present whatever it was she was holding.
When the paper was set on the table, M'ris grabbed at it first and shot yet another annoyed look at Casa, "so I can read," he replied to her summary of the document. What was the point of handing him the paper if she was going to blurt out the news? Kids these days didn't seem to have a sense of patience. He'd have to come up with some tasks and training for the golds and bronzes to work on to help with that. If they wanted any level of leadership, they'd have to learn patience and some sort of understanding. He wasn't really the best model of that but he knew enough to fake it when it mattered at least.
"I'll head out in the evening to offer my congratulations in person," it would give him a break from his own Weyr and people and offer him a chance to unwind for a few hours and catch up with old friends. He should honestly visit Fort Weyr as well but R'nya's mentor, ex-rider Jajojin, kind of scared him. M'ris remembered the man not only from Katila before the loss of Denath but from High Reaches pre-plague as well. After all, Jajojin, formerly J'jin, was his Weyrleader for five years before the plague struck. It was hard to see the man as he was now; somewhat broken and a bit crazy. He couldn't understand how the man got out of bed every day without his dragon and M'ris hoped to never find out.
Jenn, feel free to jump in with Ameris inviting Casa to join them lol I'm sure she can get away with scolding M'ris or ignoring his mood XD
That was why Casa, the annoyingly eager young goldrider that always seemed to be underfoot, was shot a glare when she waltzed up to their table and stood there for some sort of cue that she could speak. M'ris was content to ignore her, just as he was wont to do with all the young ones roaming around that they were supposed to train for the future or some such excuse to always have someone lingering around, but Ameris was nicer than he was and she paused their admittedly mundane chat so Casa could present whatever it was she was holding.
When the paper was set on the table, M'ris grabbed at it first and shot yet another annoyed look at Casa, "so I can read," he replied to her summary of the document. What was the point of handing him the paper if she was going to blurt out the news? Kids these days didn't seem to have a sense of patience. He'd have to come up with some tasks and training for the golds and bronzes to work on to help with that. If they wanted any level of leadership, they'd have to learn patience and some sort of understanding. He wasn't really the best model of that but he knew enough to fake it when it mattered at least.
"I'll head out in the evening to offer my congratulations in person," it would give him a break from his own Weyr and people and offer him a chance to unwind for a few hours and catch up with old friends. He should honestly visit Fort Weyr as well but R'nya's mentor, ex-rider Jajojin, kind of scared him. M'ris remembered the man not only from Katila before the loss of Denath but from High Reaches pre-plague as well. After all, Jajojin, formerly J'jin, was his Weyrleader for five years before the plague struck. It was hard to see the man as he was now; somewhat broken and a bit crazy. He couldn't understand how the man got out of bed every day without his dragon and M'ris hoped to never find out.
Jenn, feel free to jump in with Ameris inviting Casa to join them lol I'm sure she can get away with scolding M'ris or ignoring his mood XD
