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!
15.Jul.12, 11:44 PM
“I’ll tell ya when you’re bigger, Pip,” D’hys replied without missing a beat and leaned down to rest an arm on Z’ia’s shoulder to punctuate the reason for the affectionate nickname derived from ‘pipsqueak’. He wasn’t surprised to see his friend suddenly appear, too used to that happening by now to do anything more than ignore it or comment on how long it took for Z’ia to show up. He slid his arm from one shoulder to drape across the other, bringing him down to his friend’s height so they could share the view and talk more discreetly. As much fun as it was to add risks to their challenges and games, it wasn’t the same when talking about conquering someone.
“Our dear Weyrleader has just rattled off a list of weyrmates, though most were well known. Some, however, were speculated while others a surprise.” D’hys let that bit of information sink in, knowing Z’ia would pick up on the trail soon enough before continuing, “one such pairing is our dear R’nd and his favourite greenrider, B’jin.” A feral grin appeared as he spoke the names and pointed out each man in turn so Z’ia wouldn’t miss their reactions, though B’jin had moved on from hiding to laughing with his mates.
R’nd was such a goody-two-shoes though he likely thought himself to be living on the edge. He was just as much a love ‘em and leave ‘em bluerider as Z’ia and himself but somehow R’nd had earned a reputation for being a sweetheart and doing it, mostly, in a kind manner. D’hys heard the gossip just like everyone else and the greens and non-riders adored R’nd’s polite ways. It was frustrating since they had a similar look and people expected the same from him but D’hys wasn’t jealous over the attention his so-called clone received since he had no troubles in making friends and collecting lovers. He also didn’t have to live up to anything in anyone’s mind except whatever goal he set himself.
So this current game’s goals were simple; to rile up their blue brother that was falling into the weyrmated trap as well as win the elusive B’jin outside of a flight. R’nd proved it could be done and if the greenrider was able to sway a playboy from his bed-hopping ways, there had to be one amazing reason for it and D’hys was in the mood to finally find out. He was also in the mood to mess with the heads of a lovey-dovey couple. Weyrmates were so much fun to meddle with as they offered an added challenge while trying to get them in bed due to their loyalties but sometimes one could be found that loved the thrill of cheating and running around in secret.
How could anyone not love weyr life?
“Our dear Weyrleader has just rattled off a list of weyrmates, though most were well known. Some, however, were speculated while others a surprise.” D’hys let that bit of information sink in, knowing Z’ia would pick up on the trail soon enough before continuing, “one such pairing is our dear R’nd and his favourite greenrider, B’jin.” A feral grin appeared as he spoke the names and pointed out each man in turn so Z’ia wouldn’t miss their reactions, though B’jin had moved on from hiding to laughing with his mates.
R’nd was such a goody-two-shoes though he likely thought himself to be living on the edge. He was just as much a love ‘em and leave ‘em bluerider as Z’ia and himself but somehow R’nd had earned a reputation for being a sweetheart and doing it, mostly, in a kind manner. D’hys heard the gossip just like everyone else and the greens and non-riders adored R’nd’s polite ways. It was frustrating since they had a similar look and people expected the same from him but D’hys wasn’t jealous over the attention his so-called clone received since he had no troubles in making friends and collecting lovers. He also didn’t have to live up to anything in anyone’s mind except whatever goal he set himself.
So this current game’s goals were simple; to rile up their blue brother that was falling into the weyrmated trap as well as win the elusive B’jin outside of a flight. R’nd proved it could be done and if the greenrider was able to sway a playboy from his bed-hopping ways, there had to be one amazing reason for it and D’hys was in the mood to finally find out. He was also in the mood to mess with the heads of a lovey-dovey couple. Weyrmates were so much fun to meddle with as they offered an added challenge while trying to get them in bed due to their loyalties but sometimes one could be found that loved the thrill of cheating and running around in secret.
How could anyone not love weyr life?
