24.May.13, 04:30 PM
"More like everything wrong," S'kef pointed out bluntly. He had absolutely no problem trashtalking Tsuen. He tried to play nice to D'ren, at least when speaking to the public, but that was because D'ren had been his boss for so long. S'kef had worked with him, and everyone knew it. It was better for his own reputation to push all of the blame on Tsuen, even if she was a remarkably stupid, ineffective leader. Trashing Tsuen was basically a Katilan sport at this point, and S'kef figured if he got nice and personal in the discussion, maybe L'varl would open up a bit for him.
"That's the problem when a goldrider thinks she's in charge just because of her dragon's weight. She may be able to control other dragons, but that's all they've got. They're one-trick wonders, and at the end of the day they're no more fit to rule than a Lord's clingy wife," he said dismissively. "Running a Weyr is a man's job. Tsuen was a naive fool to think she could handle it, and now she's lead us to the brink of ruin." He scowled for a moment, then let out a short, derisive laugh. "Though I think Her Majesty is awfully offended that I don't seem to be following her orders. I'm sure she could bully D'ren into anything she wanted, but I don't give a damn what that withered hag has to say. She's useless, and it's high time we all admitted that."
Ttyrrisath was deeply amused. It wasn't often that S'kef ranted like that for people. He liked to keep his darker and less favorable sides hidden from the public view, but Tyrrisath suspected that S'kef sensed a likeminded individual in L'varl. Tyr certainly hoped so. He liked the rants. They were amusing for him and therapeutic for S'kef, and in this case, the reaction from his companion might prove telling indeed.
"That's the problem when a goldrider thinks she's in charge just because of her dragon's weight. She may be able to control other dragons, but that's all they've got. They're one-trick wonders, and at the end of the day they're no more fit to rule than a Lord's clingy wife," he said dismissively. "Running a Weyr is a man's job. Tsuen was a naive fool to think she could handle it, and now she's lead us to the brink of ruin." He scowled for a moment, then let out a short, derisive laugh. "Though I think Her Majesty is awfully offended that I don't seem to be following her orders. I'm sure she could bully D'ren into anything she wanted, but I don't give a damn what that withered hag has to say. She's useless, and it's high time we all admitted that."
Ttyrrisath was deeply amused. It wasn't often that S'kef ranted like that for people. He liked to keep his darker and less favorable sides hidden from the public view, but Tyrrisath suspected that S'kef sensed a likeminded individual in L'varl. Tyr certainly hoped so. He liked the rants. They were amusing for him and therapeutic for S'kef, and in this case, the reaction from his companion might prove telling indeed.