15.Dec.19, 11:55 PM
Secret Santa Event: Hunting For Information @'B'Kit'
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Cazan had two goals in mind as she stepped out of her room: find a dragonrider that would talk to her so she could hopefully get an idea of the sorts of products she could make and sell to them, and then see if she could find a private bathroom somewhere. So far she'd managed to get in a very sneaky (and very lucky if she was honest) quick bath when no one else was around, but surely there was a better place. She'd figure out a way to make due in the meantime, maybe even bribe her way into one. Bribes meant money which meant work though, so that was priority number one.
So she headed out into the more open part of the weyr (which she was pretty sure was called the bowl) to see if she could find a dragonrider who was not attached to a bronze dragon. She spotted a likely young man with a dragon that was distinctly not bronze but rather a much more approachable sized blue. So smaller probably meant younger, blue meant... not as self important as bronze? She wasn't actually sure she realized.
Only one way to find out. Cazan strode boldly towards the pair, smiling and waving as she approached. In the friendliest version of her carefully cultivated masculine voice she called out, "Hello there! Hope I'm not interrupting terribly much, but I was wondering if you'd be able to help me and maybe in exchange I can help you as well." She waited only long enough to make sure he'd heard before continuing, "I'm a leatherworker by trade and I'm looking into possible work opportunities here in the weyr. Think you could spare a moment to talk? I'm rather curious about the gear dragonriders use."
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Cazan had two goals in mind as she stepped out of her room: find a dragonrider that would talk to her so she could hopefully get an idea of the sorts of products she could make and sell to them, and then see if she could find a private bathroom somewhere. So far she'd managed to get in a very sneaky (and very lucky if she was honest) quick bath when no one else was around, but surely there was a better place. She'd figure out a way to make due in the meantime, maybe even bribe her way into one. Bribes meant money which meant work though, so that was priority number one.
So she headed out into the more open part of the weyr (which she was pretty sure was called the bowl) to see if she could find a dragonrider who was not attached to a bronze dragon. She spotted a likely young man with a dragon that was distinctly not bronze but rather a much more approachable sized blue. So smaller probably meant younger, blue meant... not as self important as bronze? She wasn't actually sure she realized.
Only one way to find out. Cazan strode boldly towards the pair, smiling and waving as she approached. In the friendliest version of her carefully cultivated masculine voice she called out, "Hello there! Hope I'm not interrupting terribly much, but I was wondering if you'd be able to help me and maybe in exchange I can help you as well." She waited only long enough to make sure he'd heard before continuing, "I'm a leatherworker by trade and I'm looking into possible work opportunities here in the weyr. Think you could spare a moment to talk? I'm rather curious about the gear dragonriders use."