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20.May.18, 08:51 AM
Mylorah smiled at Siroll’s obvious confusion about her whole situation. She didn’t take offence to it, knowing that most weyrbred did prefer fighting dragons and the girls from Holds usually Stood for gold. “We don’t hold that sort of ranking in Weyrs and goldriders have very little power. Even the Weyrwoman just sort of oversees how the food and supplies are. So please don’t ever think I’m better than anyone else. We’re all equals, looking to Impress a dragon.” Mylorah was born in Katila and she certainly didn’t think she’d ever be called a Lady with that laidback and slightly wild upbringing, but because of her younger age, she couldn’t recall a time where goldriders had power, like when the Weyrwoman Flew, the winner was Weyrleader. In truth, the new way of voting in a Leader made more sense to her. What if the WeyrWoman’s dragon took to the skies once a year with a new winner every time? Nothing would ever get done as the new Leader just changed everything around to suit his needs.
“Besides,” she said with a grin that made it seem like she was about to share a big secret; which it sort of was, “Standing for gold means I can Stand for the other hatchings at Fort and Telgar since they only allow women on the Sands when there’s a gold egg. Ista is cool and lets us Stand any time we want, like with this hatching. I personally don’t mind the colour of dragon I end up with. I think it’d be amazing to be a rider no matter what colour.” And she really did believe that. Green was kind of daunting, though, knowing that if her dragon rose regularly she would end up with a random man without her picking and she would be lowest in the pecking order when it came to chores and the way the other riders viewed her. Greenrider and a woman? That didn’t sound like too much fun, but at least she would have a lifemate and that alone would make up for the low points she would no doubt endure.
Nodding at his explanation that he was almost finished but she could help, Mylorah figured she could pick up the trimmings from the ground, since she didn’t have any tools to actually help otherwise, unless she took it out of Siroll’s hands and that would just be rude. “Oh! It is rather lovely out for a swim! That’s a great idea. Maybe I’ll join you after dinner. I, for one, am not going to miss out on dessert though,” she giggled as she dropped a handful of clippings into a basket before going after another pile surrounding a bush.
“Besides,” she said with a grin that made it seem like she was about to share a big secret; which it sort of was, “Standing for gold means I can Stand for the other hatchings at Fort and Telgar since they only allow women on the Sands when there’s a gold egg. Ista is cool and lets us Stand any time we want, like with this hatching. I personally don’t mind the colour of dragon I end up with. I think it’d be amazing to be a rider no matter what colour.” And she really did believe that. Green was kind of daunting, though, knowing that if her dragon rose regularly she would end up with a random man without her picking and she would be lowest in the pecking order when it came to chores and the way the other riders viewed her. Greenrider and a woman? That didn’t sound like too much fun, but at least she would have a lifemate and that alone would make up for the low points she would no doubt endure.
Nodding at his explanation that he was almost finished but she could help, Mylorah figured she could pick up the trimmings from the ground, since she didn’t have any tools to actually help otherwise, unless she took it out of Siroll’s hands and that would just be rude. “Oh! It is rather lovely out for a swim! That’s a great idea. Maybe I’ll join you after dinner. I, for one, am not going to miss out on dessert though,” she giggled as she dropped a handful of clippings into a basket before going after another pile surrounding a bush.
