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!
02.Dec.19, 02:58 PM
The trip had been awful, too long with nothing to do but ride, too long with her thoughts. By the time Cazan reached her destination she had even forgotten the details of the fight with her brother, only remembered the smug look on his face, his entirely too relaxed demeanor, and the fact that she'd threatened to ride out and find a job at Ista Weyr. Cazelarias would have to do his own work, and then he'd be sorry. Except he wouldn't; nothing would get done without her there. The thought had popped up rather frequently during her trip, and each time had been almost enough to make her turn back. No, she reminded herself firmly, give it a month or so. That or until mother sent someone after her. Father would be too busy to even notice she'd gone missing again, Cazonel would be occupied helping father, so that made her twin the most likely candidate to be sent off to fetch her back home (and likely meet some new nice young man her mother had found to introduce her too in hopes of finally marrying her off). Odds were good he'd just take it as an excuse to have a vacation while he waited for her to return on her own.
And she would return, but not before taking a look around the Weyr and maybe get to see a dragon up close while she was exploring the potential for work. Maybe she'd even like it enough to try and come back as herself to get a job. At the very least Cazan would be able to make some contacts, spread her brother's name and a good reputation for his goods out a bit further. She checked her outfit to ensure she still looked like her brother before she led her runnerbeast to the stables. The beast was secure, she had her pack containing a sampling of wares and some tools, she had the knot marking her as a journeyman leather worker set properly on her shoulder, now she just had to take a look around and find work. With that thought she finally gave Ista Weyr a proper look. The moment Cazan spotted a dragon flying off (much closer than she'd seen one before!) her mood lifted and she found herself looking around in wonder, gawking like a country bumpkin at their first fancy dinner party.
Cazan shook her head as she refocused. There would be time to gawk like a tourist later, for now she set her goal on finding a friendly looking dragonrider to see if she could get a feel for the business opportunities. Maybe if she was lucky she could get a proper tour as well. She shouldered her bag, took a look around, and spotted a likely rider to walk towards and try to flag over with a friendly wave. He didn't seem too busy, but what did she really know about riders after all? Worst case she'd be directed somewhere else and find another stranger to talk to. She cleared her throat, did a few test hums to make sure her voice was deep enough and then called out in a practiced masculine voice, "Hello there! Have a moment?"
And she would return, but not before taking a look around the Weyr and maybe get to see a dragon up close while she was exploring the potential for work. Maybe she'd even like it enough to try and come back as herself to get a job. At the very least Cazan would be able to make some contacts, spread her brother's name and a good reputation for his goods out a bit further. She checked her outfit to ensure she still looked like her brother before she led her runnerbeast to the stables. The beast was secure, she had her pack containing a sampling of wares and some tools, she had the knot marking her as a journeyman leather worker set properly on her shoulder, now she just had to take a look around and find work. With that thought she finally gave Ista Weyr a proper look. The moment Cazan spotted a dragon flying off (much closer than she'd seen one before!) her mood lifted and she found herself looking around in wonder, gawking like a country bumpkin at their first fancy dinner party.
Cazan shook her head as she refocused. There would be time to gawk like a tourist later, for now she set her goal on finding a friendly looking dragonrider to see if she could get a feel for the business opportunities. Maybe if she was lucky she could get a proper tour as well. She shouldered her bag, took a look around, and spotted a likely rider to walk towards and try to flag over with a friendly wave. He didn't seem too busy, but what did she really know about riders after all? Worst case she'd be directed somewhere else and find another stranger to talk to. She cleared her throat, did a few test hums to make sure her voice was deep enough and then called out in a practiced masculine voice, "Hello there! Have a moment?"
