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!
24.Jul.19, 09:32 PM
R’dal was having a great time! So many people to meet, people he already knew he could see again, shopping, eating… so many things! He was currently flitting about from stall to stall, looking at the wares, poking at some, oohing at others, and finally buying something for some of his siblings. He had to get things for the other siblings still and then of course he wanted to spoil some friends, but he was off to a good start! He really wanted to find F’drel something amazing, maybe something for his wall since his weyr was so… empty and cold. Not actually cold because Ista but cold with how lifeless it was. It didn’t show any of his personality and R’dal wanted to see his friend come out of his shell a bit more, especially in his own home if nowhere else. So he was on the hunt for the perfect painting or wall tapestry.
He glanced up when he heard someone growl at other people and saw a drunk pair stumbling away from a finely dressed and cranky man. R’dal frowned at the interaction, both sad by the behaviour of the pair and the language the man had used. He wasn’t a prude, though! It wasn’t like the cussing had offended him but it made R’dal think the man was already in a bad mood and maybe he was lonely and needed a companion. He felt that assumption was correct when he watched the man move to the side and stand in the shade, perhaps watching the people in general or maybe waiting for someone specific.
Either way, R’dal was intrigued and compelled to go over. So he did. “Hi!” He greeted when he was close to be seen as the speaker, giving his biggest smile he had. “They were totally rude bumping you like that. Are you okay?” R’dal didn’t touch his potential new friend—he learned not everyone liked the contact as much as he did and was working on boundaries still—but he did tilt his head and shift around as he inspected for injury or spilled drink.
“Wow! Your clothes are so cool! And very nice. Are they from a Telgar tailor?” One of his sisters would love a dress of such quality if he could find the right tailor.
He glanced up when he heard someone growl at other people and saw a drunk pair stumbling away from a finely dressed and cranky man. R’dal frowned at the interaction, both sad by the behaviour of the pair and the language the man had used. He wasn’t a prude, though! It wasn’t like the cussing had offended him but it made R’dal think the man was already in a bad mood and maybe he was lonely and needed a companion. He felt that assumption was correct when he watched the man move to the side and stand in the shade, perhaps watching the people in general or maybe waiting for someone specific.
Either way, R’dal was intrigued and compelled to go over. So he did. “Hi!” He greeted when he was close to be seen as the speaker, giving his biggest smile he had. “They were totally rude bumping you like that. Are you okay?” R’dal didn’t touch his potential new friend—he learned not everyone liked the contact as much as he did and was working on boundaries still—but he did tilt his head and shift around as he inspected for injury or spilled drink.
“Wow! Your clothes are so cool! And very nice. Are they from a Telgar tailor?” One of his sisters would love a dress of such quality if he could find the right tailor.
