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11.Oct.20, 04:11 PM
Meryem was waiting in the courtyard when the brown arrived, her arms crossed. She carried her gitar and violins strapped across her back, the two she insisted she carry with her and a rucksack that charried a change of clothes and her shipping out orders.
She had tucked her hair back into an elaborate braid, which she secured with a few well placed hair pins. For the trip <i>between</i>, she had chosen a harper blue wool parka, embroidered with a trio of darting brown, green, and bronze firelizards. It was a charming coat that fell to her knees and was belted round the middle with a wide, thick belt. Her boots were harper blue as well and her light tunic she war beneath the parka was a soft sky blue with rust coloured embroidery.
Her hands were gloved appropriately and she'd a cap on that strapped under her chin.
It was comfortable, neat, and would do for the trip. N'tok, rider of brown Bavarth, looked her up and down and nodded.
"Not bad, Harper Meryem. I'm N'tok, your escort. Let's stow your instruments. My Bavarth will get them there safe and sound. The rucksack, too." His brown eyes studied her for a moment. "Have you gon a-dragonback before?"
"A few times," she said quietly as she stepped on the brown's proffered foreleg, launching herself up and over before sliding herself into position and hooking herself into the secondary passenger harness. It felt good as the brownrider nodded and tightened the straps a little more before hooking himself in as well.
"We'll take the scenic view once we're out of between, then you can really get a look at her."
And then with a hop-step, a lurch, they were in the air. She watched the Hall dwindle and then there was the blackness of between. Meryem simply waited without much customary terror until they popped out over Telgar. The brown made two passes over the Weyr and then circled to land.
"Bavarth says you handled that splendidly," N'tok said, clapping her on the shoulder once they were on the ground again. She glanced up at him and the almost delicately featured brown, whose eyes whirled in greens and blues. He shoved his muzzle at her and she took off a thin glove to place a hand on his hide.
"Thank you, Bavarth. N'tok. It was a good flight." People were already unloading what little she'd brought and she looked around to make sure she knew which way they are going. The brown rumbled good naturedly and it drew a smile from her.
"You best get some klah in you to chase the cold out, Lady Harper," N'tok said brightly. "Dining Hall's this way, they always have a fresh pot waiting. Maybe some fruit as well."
He was walking away before she could get her bearings but she followed with a slight jog. There wasn't too much going on but it was enough to keep her Harper eyes on it all, absorbing the flow of people that came and went as she drew a cup of klah closer to her chest.
N'tok was a busy man but he left her with a little map and the route to her rooms and the usual places she'd need to go. She was turning the map around inquisitively as the hairs on the back of her neck prickled and she looked up.
She had tucked her hair back into an elaborate braid, which she secured with a few well placed hair pins. For the trip <i>between</i>, she had chosen a harper blue wool parka, embroidered with a trio of darting brown, green, and bronze firelizards. It was a charming coat that fell to her knees and was belted round the middle with a wide, thick belt. Her boots were harper blue as well and her light tunic she war beneath the parka was a soft sky blue with rust coloured embroidery.
Her hands were gloved appropriately and she'd a cap on that strapped under her chin.
It was comfortable, neat, and would do for the trip. N'tok, rider of brown Bavarth, looked her up and down and nodded.
"Not bad, Harper Meryem. I'm N'tok, your escort. Let's stow your instruments. My Bavarth will get them there safe and sound. The rucksack, too." His brown eyes studied her for a moment. "Have you gon a-dragonback before?"
"A few times," she said quietly as she stepped on the brown's proffered foreleg, launching herself up and over before sliding herself into position and hooking herself into the secondary passenger harness. It felt good as the brownrider nodded and tightened the straps a little more before hooking himself in as well.
"We'll take the scenic view once we're out of between, then you can really get a look at her."
And then with a hop-step, a lurch, they were in the air. She watched the Hall dwindle and then there was the blackness of between. Meryem simply waited without much customary terror until they popped out over Telgar. The brown made two passes over the Weyr and then circled to land.
"Bavarth says you handled that splendidly," N'tok said, clapping her on the shoulder once they were on the ground again. She glanced up at him and the almost delicately featured brown, whose eyes whirled in greens and blues. He shoved his muzzle at her and she took off a thin glove to place a hand on his hide.
"Thank you, Bavarth. N'tok. It was a good flight." People were already unloading what little she'd brought and she looked around to make sure she knew which way they are going. The brown rumbled good naturedly and it drew a smile from her.
"You best get some klah in you to chase the cold out, Lady Harper," N'tok said brightly. "Dining Hall's this way, they always have a fresh pot waiting. Maybe some fruit as well."
He was walking away before she could get her bearings but she followed with a slight jog. There wasn't too much going on but it was enough to keep her Harper eyes on it all, absorbing the flow of people that came and went as she drew a cup of klah closer to her chest.
N'tok was a busy man but he left her with a little map and the route to her rooms and the usual places she'd need to go. She was turning the map around inquisitively as the hairs on the back of her neck prickled and she looked up.
