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15.Sep.18, 10:28 AM
“The people are being moved to Ista Hold and even some are going to the Weyr since they have a lot of available space,” but not much food, Rhaedalyn thought sadly, though it would likely be the same at the Holds as well. The heat had damaged a lot of the crops and at least the Weyr was suffering for it. Fort had taken in those that wanted to get away from the heat for a while but only the leaders knew the issue ran deeper than just a concern for everyone’s health and that M’ris was rationing the supplies somewhat in preparation for a worst case scenario.
“I’m not sure about the animals. I think it depends on the situation and maybe even the riders. I imagine most are being set free if they can’t help evacuate them properly.” Again, Rhaedalyn frowned, hating to think about beloved pets and livestock that kept families provided for perishing to the fires. But it couldn’t be helped. If their rescuer thought it was best to just get the people out and not risk life and limb for an animal, then there wasn’t much else to be done. “I do know of some tales where riders helped back up wagons and got farmers on the road with some of their animals before the fire closed in. Hopefully that’s something that can continue now that others are working to delay the fires if nothing else.”
She was the one that brought up the topic but now Rhaedalyn wished she hadn’t. It was extremely depressing and wasn’t going to help Madiquel’s hope in the situation. She knew the girl had a good friend there and while she believed that friend had recently Impressed and wouldn’t be near the fires, Madiquel still worried endlessly. How could she not and how could Rhaedalyn blame her when she worried for R’nya and her close friends? Neither one of them would be satisfied with written updates, not until they could see their men. Rhaedalyn knew she had the easier part since R’nya would likely come home again when it was time to rest but then, what if he didn’t come home? Maybe she had it worse, thinking she’d see him and never would again? That thought almost had her breaking down and crying but she managed to hold it together and hide behind a long drink of wine.
When the cup came away, Rhaedalyn had determination in her eyes as an idea struck and she would argue with R’nya and Jajojin both for this one. “When our favourite yet rather controlling men deem it safe, I’m going to Ista to see everything for myself. I want to see what took place and visit with the injured dragonriders that have been so brave and selfless.” It would do her well to see the horrors of the world that R’nya tried to shelter her from. She needed to know what was possible and what the outcome was. What if it happened outside their walls? Madiquel deserved it as well. The girl was sweet and everyone, Rhaedalyn included, did their best to keep her safe and oblivious to the way of things but she had friends involved just like everyone else.
“I also happen to know that Aradissicath can carry two people and I’d like your company, if you want to come.” She smiled at Madiquel, a smile that said they were being naughty in planning such things and that she didn’t care one wit. R’nya would eventually support her once he saw how badly she wanted this anyway.
“I’m not sure about the animals. I think it depends on the situation and maybe even the riders. I imagine most are being set free if they can’t help evacuate them properly.” Again, Rhaedalyn frowned, hating to think about beloved pets and livestock that kept families provided for perishing to the fires. But it couldn’t be helped. If their rescuer thought it was best to just get the people out and not risk life and limb for an animal, then there wasn’t much else to be done. “I do know of some tales where riders helped back up wagons and got farmers on the road with some of their animals before the fire closed in. Hopefully that’s something that can continue now that others are working to delay the fires if nothing else.”
She was the one that brought up the topic but now Rhaedalyn wished she hadn’t. It was extremely depressing and wasn’t going to help Madiquel’s hope in the situation. She knew the girl had a good friend there and while she believed that friend had recently Impressed and wouldn’t be near the fires, Madiquel still worried endlessly. How could she not and how could Rhaedalyn blame her when she worried for R’nya and her close friends? Neither one of them would be satisfied with written updates, not until they could see their men. Rhaedalyn knew she had the easier part since R’nya would likely come home again when it was time to rest but then, what if he didn’t come home? Maybe she had it worse, thinking she’d see him and never would again? That thought almost had her breaking down and crying but she managed to hold it together and hide behind a long drink of wine.
When the cup came away, Rhaedalyn had determination in her eyes as an idea struck and she would argue with R’nya and Jajojin both for this one. “When our favourite yet rather controlling men deem it safe, I’m going to Ista to see everything for myself. I want to see what took place and visit with the injured dragonriders that have been so brave and selfless.” It would do her well to see the horrors of the world that R’nya tried to shelter her from. She needed to know what was possible and what the outcome was. What if it happened outside their walls? Madiquel deserved it as well. The girl was sweet and everyone, Rhaedalyn included, did their best to keep her safe and oblivious to the way of things but she had friends involved just like everyone else.
“I also happen to know that Aradissicath can carry two people and I’d like your company, if you want to come.” She smiled at Madiquel, a smile that said they were being naughty in planning such things and that she didn’t care one wit. R’nya would eventually support her once he saw how badly she wanted this anyway.
