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!
27.Jan.18, 05:20 AM
Casa was examining a stall full of beautiful art, some of it framed with wood, metal, or even a couple of carefully carved stone frames! The artwork within was usually scenic, though there were some generic portraits. There were no dragons or firelizards, which Casa found disappointing, but really the dragonriders hadn't been around in the public view for very long, and a lot of the work before her had dates back several years, though some was quite recent. She smiled at the stall holder, and poked around curiously. She'd like some more pieces for her weyr. She had a couple of pieces from B'jin – her Weyrlingmaster had been prone to gifting them all with art during their class days – but she wanted more, but also didn't want to bother the greenrider with requests.
The sound of her name startled her out of her idle thoughts and gently curious hands, and Casa turned to look behind her, a smile flickering over her lips as she took in the sight of T'ryn. She didn't really know the bronzerider well, they hadn't run in the same circles despite being in the same weyrling group. Casa felt she'd been excluded from the other riders, mostly due to the requirement of her additional lessons regarding her silly dragons shiny hide. It wasn't fair, and she'd hated it, but it was what it was. “Morning, T'ryn,” her smile flashed warm, and she felt Thallyath poke around the edge of her mind to see who she was talking to. The dragons hum was neither approving nor disapproving, but she was clearly monitoring Casa's interaction.
“It is!” she exclaimed, suddenly beaming, despite the way Thallayth pressed her disapproval on her; a goldrider should not be so childishly exuberant! Casa ignored her, as she was prone to doing, and continued to gush. “Isn't it marvellous? What do you have there? I had a cinnamon roll and it was divine. This artwork is rather spectacular too, but I haven't found one that wants to come home with me.” She pouted playfully, then smiled again before taking on the vague look of someone talking to her dragon, as Thallyath scolded her and Casa rolled her eyes, and returned her attention to T'ryn. “Thally is such a bore. You wouldn't believe the hoops she made me jump through before she'd bring me down!” She sighed dramatically. “Does Syrendryth do that to you?” She asked, curiously, as the vendor realised her attention had been completely diverted and turned his attention to other customers.
The sound of her name startled her out of her idle thoughts and gently curious hands, and Casa turned to look behind her, a smile flickering over her lips as she took in the sight of T'ryn. She didn't really know the bronzerider well, they hadn't run in the same circles despite being in the same weyrling group. Casa felt she'd been excluded from the other riders, mostly due to the requirement of her additional lessons regarding her silly dragons shiny hide. It wasn't fair, and she'd hated it, but it was what it was. “Morning, T'ryn,” her smile flashed warm, and she felt Thallyath poke around the edge of her mind to see who she was talking to. The dragons hum was neither approving nor disapproving, but she was clearly monitoring Casa's interaction.
“It is!” she exclaimed, suddenly beaming, despite the way Thallayth pressed her disapproval on her; a goldrider should not be so childishly exuberant! Casa ignored her, as she was prone to doing, and continued to gush. “Isn't it marvellous? What do you have there? I had a cinnamon roll and it was divine. This artwork is rather spectacular too, but I haven't found one that wants to come home with me.” She pouted playfully, then smiled again before taking on the vague look of someone talking to her dragon, as Thallyath scolded her and Casa rolled her eyes, and returned her attention to T'ryn. “Thally is such a bore. You wouldn't believe the hoops she made me jump through before she'd bring me down!” She sighed dramatically. “Does Syrendryth do that to you?” She asked, curiously, as the vendor realised her attention had been completely diverted and turned his attention to other customers.
