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!
20.Nov.20, 09:53 PM
"You stay here and be a good boy for me, Bart." Gangleri gave the grullo gelding a quick pet on the nose, slipped him an apple, and then made sure his twelve string guitar was securely slung behind his back before heading into the Weyr to make his normal visiting rounds. There was the normal check in, the casual news; the birth of a son here, death of an old woman there. He'd get into the juicy bits that didn't truly qualify as news later on at dinner when he'd had a few drinks in him and could convince a few of the riders to catch him up on the gossip they'd heard as well.
But before he could settle in for some songs, stories, and meals, he had a more specific visit to make. One of the apprentices he knew from Harper Hall and generally found easy to work with, (in that he didn't have to work with her so much as tell her to do something), had been assigned here. The least he could do was stop by and say hello, check and see how she was doing. And maybe she'd have a spare string for his guitar, since he could tell one was getting quite worn and was threatening to break.
Gangleri let out a whistle and Fret appeared on his shoulder, yawning sleepily. The sleepy brown firelizard stretched his striped body for a moment before leaning in to gently headbutt Gangleri on the cheek. "Ah there you are. Go on, Fret. See if you can find Meryem to let her know we're visiting. Do try to get there before I do."
Fret chirped and vanished between to get to work on his task. With one more glance at the directions he'd received to Meryem's quarters, Gangleri started to make his own way there. He was sure Fret had found the woman first when he felt the excited sense of victory coming from the brown. Either that or he'd found someone to give him treats. He gave the door a knock and grinned as he waited. "Ah! Meryem, how are you? Happen to have a spare string I could borrow?"
But before he could settle in for some songs, stories, and meals, he had a more specific visit to make. One of the apprentices he knew from Harper Hall and generally found easy to work with, (in that he didn't have to work with her so much as tell her to do something), had been assigned here. The least he could do was stop by and say hello, check and see how she was doing. And maybe she'd have a spare string for his guitar, since he could tell one was getting quite worn and was threatening to break.
Gangleri let out a whistle and Fret appeared on his shoulder, yawning sleepily. The sleepy brown firelizard stretched his striped body for a moment before leaning in to gently headbutt Gangleri on the cheek. "Ah there you are. Go on, Fret. See if you can find Meryem to let her know we're visiting. Do try to get there before I do."
Fret chirped and vanished between to get to work on his task. With one more glance at the directions he'd received to Meryem's quarters, Gangleri started to make his own way there. He was sure Fret had found the woman first when he felt the excited sense of victory coming from the brown. Either that or he'd found someone to give him treats. He gave the door a knock and grinned as he waited. "Ah! Meryem, how are you? Happen to have a spare string I could borrow?"
