27.Apr.14, 08:34 PM
It was surreal to think that an entire Weyr had existed without anyone up North knowing about it. There had been the cases of people just vanishing, but the numbers were so few and it was so random, that most had been ignored, shrugged off as runaways. Now they made sense, and a lot of families were probably relieved to know what had happened to their sons and daughters and equally upset that dragonriders had kidnapped them in the first place. It didn't make for a good foundation on which to build a relationship between Hold and Weyr.
The stealing of people from the North didn't bother him, it had nothing to do with him and he wasn't prone to worrying about things that didn't directly affect him. He was curious over why the Weyr had chosen now to return North. Why stay hidden for so many years only to reappear now. What had motivated the move when they could have easily maintained their anonymity.
Ekshan was unprepared to have his thoughts interrupted by a dragon. He'd heard they could talk to people, if they wanted to, but he was still startled. The voice was relaxed and probably helped prevent him from completely freaking out, but having a voice not his own bouncing around his mind felt oddly invasive. Maybe those who lived around the creatures were use to it, but for him it was a brand new experience. His hands came free of his pockets as he spun in place as if to make sure someone hadn't snuck up behind him. His gaze came to rest on the Blue dragon and the short older woman rubbing oil into his hide.
"Ahhh." He managed blinking rapidly as he tried to figure out what just what you said to a dragon. He took a few steps closer, attempting to conquer his natural wariness of new things and situations. "Thank you, I just arrived." He continued, deciding being polite was the best route to take. If he wanted to someday join their ranks then making a good first impression couldn't hurt.
The stealing of people from the North didn't bother him, it had nothing to do with him and he wasn't prone to worrying about things that didn't directly affect him. He was curious over why the Weyr had chosen now to return North. Why stay hidden for so many years only to reappear now. What had motivated the move when they could have easily maintained their anonymity.
Ekshan was unprepared to have his thoughts interrupted by a dragon. He'd heard they could talk to people, if they wanted to, but he was still startled. The voice was relaxed and probably helped prevent him from completely freaking out, but having a voice not his own bouncing around his mind felt oddly invasive. Maybe those who lived around the creatures were use to it, but for him it was a brand new experience. His hands came free of his pockets as he spun in place as if to make sure someone hadn't snuck up behind him. His gaze came to rest on the Blue dragon and the short older woman rubbing oil into his hide.
"Ahhh." He managed blinking rapidly as he tried to figure out what just what you said to a dragon. He took a few steps closer, attempting to conquer his natural wariness of new things and situations. "Thank you, I just arrived." He continued, deciding being polite was the best route to take. If he wanted to someday join their ranks then making a good first impression couldn't hurt.