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27.Feb.21, 06:56 AM
N’lis laughed but shook his head. “I dunno. I was helping goldrider Cazan oil Malvayth and that almost seemed easier than the constant upkeep on Dalsuth right now. He might be small but the oiling is every few hours makes him feel a lot larger.” But he could agree that he was happy Dalsuth wouldn’t reach the full size of a gold or bronze. No matter what he said about helping Malvayth, N’lis didn’t think he would want to do that regularly in the end. He’d only done it for several months and normally only in itchy spots, not always her full body.
He considered her reasoning and nodded at the sense it made. Madiquel would be good with the people, her charm and smile would set people at ease before she started setting bones or stitching a wound. He’d gotten to know several healers over the course of his career at Standing and especially recovering from the mauling and N’lis could say with certainty that bedside manners really did go a long way. He absently rubbed a hand over some of the scarring on his arm that was always covered up as he thought back to the nice ones. A couple of the healers always treated him kindly and sometimes even on his lowest days, N’lis still felt like they cared and weren’t judging him as inadequate.
But something Madiquel had said stuck with him and N’lis cocked his head to the side considering the idea. “Do you think bronzeriders or goldriders were dragonhealers before? Like you said, if larger dragons work better at calming the injured dragon, then those would be the best ones. I think it’s a good thing that R’nya has the women training after all.” The goldriders wouldn’t be combating Thread so having them trained to heal the humans and dragons injured in Threadfall really did make a lot of sense now that he was giving it more thought. Of course he didn’t want to discredit the other colours! L’gan had been one of the kind healers and spoke about his trying to learn more about the dragonhealing techniques and N’lis wished him well on that. Semath would be an excellent assistant.
“Anyway, when are you moving back?” They would both be busy for a while for regular meet ups again but N’lis was excited to have a friend back in the Weyr and wanted to have something to look forward to. Besides, it seemed Dalsuth was a fan of Zezeth and N’lis winced as he watched his dragon leap and wipe out on the ground. Dalsuth didn’t seemed fazed at all by it and was soon back up and leaping after the swaying green tail again. He was one determined blue and even as he had that thought, N’lis realised how much the game was like a Flight but on the ground. Thankfully they were months upon months away from worrying about Flights and N’lis quickly stopped thinking about it when he felt Dalsuth’s interest piquing.
He considered her reasoning and nodded at the sense it made. Madiquel would be good with the people, her charm and smile would set people at ease before she started setting bones or stitching a wound. He’d gotten to know several healers over the course of his career at Standing and especially recovering from the mauling and N’lis could say with certainty that bedside manners really did go a long way. He absently rubbed a hand over some of the scarring on his arm that was always covered up as he thought back to the nice ones. A couple of the healers always treated him kindly and sometimes even on his lowest days, N’lis still felt like they cared and weren’t judging him as inadequate.
But something Madiquel had said stuck with him and N’lis cocked his head to the side considering the idea. “Do you think bronzeriders or goldriders were dragonhealers before? Like you said, if larger dragons work better at calming the injured dragon, then those would be the best ones. I think it’s a good thing that R’nya has the women training after all.” The goldriders wouldn’t be combating Thread so having them trained to heal the humans and dragons injured in Threadfall really did make a lot of sense now that he was giving it more thought. Of course he didn’t want to discredit the other colours! L’gan had been one of the kind healers and spoke about his trying to learn more about the dragonhealing techniques and N’lis wished him well on that. Semath would be an excellent assistant.
“Anyway, when are you moving back?” They would both be busy for a while for regular meet ups again but N’lis was excited to have a friend back in the Weyr and wanted to have something to look forward to. Besides, it seemed Dalsuth was a fan of Zezeth and N’lis winced as he watched his dragon leap and wipe out on the ground. Dalsuth didn’t seemed fazed at all by it and was soon back up and leaping after the swaying green tail again. He was one determined blue and even as he had that thought, N’lis realised how much the game was like a Flight but on the ground. Thankfully they were months upon months away from worrying about Flights and N’lis quickly stopped thinking about it when he felt Dalsuth’s interest piquing.
