15.Nov.17, 12:34 AM
Yes, you should do that. It would be very nice. The big bronze swished his tail along the surface of the rock they lay on, pleased by the idea. There are some very sweet greens there I quite like, and a few young golds. He whirled his prismatic eyes at Sacath conspiratorially. I have not properly met the new golds yet, but they are quite lovely.
An'tell startled at Sacath's interjection, as he had not spoken to a dragon other than his own bonded in a while. He managed not to show his surprise outwardly - he had an appearance to preserve, after all - and, after determining who the voice belonged to chuckled quietly. "Hello, Sacath." He sent back to his friend's dragon. "If he ever neglects your pampering, feel free to drag him to Fort. I'll give him a good talking to." The mental words were tinged with amusement, sending along confidence that G'iri would never neglect the bronze, as well as making clear that his comment was an invitation to visit.
The former Smith considered the question. "It was similar to being a dragonrider, in some respects. I had a purpose, as we do now, and I had to go through a period of training, as we did as Candidates and Weyrlings. Takes much longer for a craft than with a dragon, but I suppose it's much easier to learn how to care for a dragon than a piece of metal. Dragons are much more adept at telling us what they want and need, whereas with metals you have to learn the signs without that assistance." An'tell paused, thinking. "There was also less community, in some ways. After I was deemed skilled enough as a Journeyman, I was sent to a outcrop settlement to act as a smith there. So I didn't spend nearly as much time with other smiths as we do with other dragonriders. I don't know," he admitted, fiddling with riding gloves, which he had taken out of one of his pockets. "It's different, mostly, but also similar. I do miss it, though."
He leaned over a bit to nudge G'iri with his shoulder. "Don't worry about things like that. It's natural to wonder how things might have been different. I do, all the time. That doesn't mean I'm going to up and leave Erinath. I had a life before being Stolen, and thinking about how it might have gone had B'jin and Larrikith not decided I'd likely Impress doesn't make me a bad person or a bad dragonrider. I'm sure if you asked our fellow Stolen riders, or even some of the properly Searched riders, they'd say something similar." An'tell smiled at his friend. "Promise, it's perfectly fine to think like that."
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An'tell startled at Sacath's interjection, as he had not spoken to a dragon other than his own bonded in a while. He managed not to show his surprise outwardly - he had an appearance to preserve, after all - and, after determining who the voice belonged to chuckled quietly. "Hello, Sacath." He sent back to his friend's dragon. "If he ever neglects your pampering, feel free to drag him to Fort. I'll give him a good talking to." The mental words were tinged with amusement, sending along confidence that G'iri would never neglect the bronze, as well as making clear that his comment was an invitation to visit.
The former Smith considered the question. "It was similar to being a dragonrider, in some respects. I had a purpose, as we do now, and I had to go through a period of training, as we did as Candidates and Weyrlings. Takes much longer for a craft than with a dragon, but I suppose it's much easier to learn how to care for a dragon than a piece of metal. Dragons are much more adept at telling us what they want and need, whereas with metals you have to learn the signs without that assistance." An'tell paused, thinking. "There was also less community, in some ways. After I was deemed skilled enough as a Journeyman, I was sent to a outcrop settlement to act as a smith there. So I didn't spend nearly as much time with other smiths as we do with other dragonriders. I don't know," he admitted, fiddling with riding gloves, which he had taken out of one of his pockets. "It's different, mostly, but also similar. I do miss it, though."
He leaned over a bit to nudge G'iri with his shoulder. "Don't worry about things like that. It's natural to wonder how things might have been different. I do, all the time. That doesn't mean I'm going to up and leave Erinath. I had a life before being Stolen, and thinking about how it might have gone had B'jin and Larrikith not decided I'd likely Impress doesn't make me a bad person or a bad dragonrider. I'm sure if you asked our fellow Stolen riders, or even some of the properly Searched riders, they'd say something similar." An'tell smiled at his friend. "Promise, it's perfectly fine to think like that."