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!
14.Dec.19, 05:33 PM
She started slightly when she heard the voice call out, her attention had been turned inward and the steps largely unheard when Je'ler entered the hatching sands. She grimaced, hating being caught out but really what was she expecting? She'd come to the sands in the middle of the night, someone else was bound to be around at the same time. She should have thought of that when she'd come down. Idiot woman, she chastised herself even as a smile broke across her face. "Je'ler!" she called to the greenrider with a small wave, "Couldn't sleep either?" Her smile smirked as he held up the wineskin.
"Might as well," she said and reached for it, "Maybe it'll help me sleep."I was mistaken. My own rider is a heathen. She chuckled at Mizeath's tone. The gold was mostly proper and insisted her rider be so as well, but there were times when Ameris just needed to relax and forget about the proper thing. It was probably why she couldn't sleep. Not enough relaxation happening on her part. She tossed the skin back and swallowed a mouthful of wine. The effect on her was almost immediate and she knew then that she needed to drink more often. It had been a while or a single drink of wine wouldn't have put a heat in her tummy.
"Hmm..." she smacked her lips, "Maybe honey?" She didn't know really, Ameris was never one to make things. Grow things yes, but make things from the fruits of her labors? Never. She definitely never tried her hand at wine. "What do you think it needs?" she asked even as she tipped the wineskin back again.Careful, the gold warned. She moved to hand the skin back to the greenrider, "How've ya been?" She knew he was stolen from the north but Ameris couldn't think of anything else about him. She should know more about the riders in her weyr but she didn't.
"Might as well," she said and reached for it, "Maybe it'll help me sleep."
"Hmm..." she smacked her lips, "Maybe honey?" She didn't know really, Ameris was never one to make things. Grow things yes, but make things from the fruits of her labors? Never. She definitely never tried her hand at wine. "What do you think it needs?" she asked even as she tipped the wineskin back again.
