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Month 04, 742 AL
Mid Spring


Benden: 8 C to 15 C
Fort: 2 C to 9 C
Ista: 19 C to 30 C
Telgar: 2 C to 9 C

Month 03, 742 AL
Early Spring


Benden: 6 C to 13 C
Fort: 0 C to 7 C
Ista: 17 C to 28 C
Telgar: 0 C to 7 C

Month 02, 742 AL
Late Winter


Benden: 4 C to 10 C
Fort: −3 C to 3 C
Ista: 14 C to 26 C
Telgar: −3 C to 3 C

Month 01, 742 AL
Mid Winter


Benden: −2 C to 6 C
Fort: −6.7 C to −0.7 C
Ista: 12 C to 21 C
Telgar: −6.7 C to −0.7 C

Month 05, 741 AL

North: Late Spring | South: Late Autumn
9.9 C to 18.4 C | 13.7 C to 24.5 C

Ista is heating up swiftly, and preparing for a rough summer - hopefully nothing like the one from a couple turns before with the wildfires! The rest of Northern Pern is warming upsomewhat slower, but with no less gusto as summer begins to creep into the sky, keeping the sun awake longer, warming the ledges of the weyrs. Rainstorms are sporadic, but keep the world well watered, despite the heat of the days.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 12, 740 AL

Fort Boundaries:
Winter -3 - 2 C | 26 - 35 F
Fort is already home to snowfalls, though early in the month they fade away when the sun rises. As the month progresses, more snow stays on the ground, ending up with several feet of snow before the month is over. The areas around homes and populations has the snow shoveled away or trodden down. Icicles attached to Weyr ledges prove some danger and are routinely removed.

Ista Boundaries:
Winter, 9 - 21 C | 48 - 69 F
Generally warm enough to go about without a jacket on, Ista has low humidity but high chance of rain, generally in the form of vicious afternoon thunderstorms. The storms wash away any bite of heat the day had, and leave it feeling fresh for the night. The days are short, but grow bright quickly and the afternoons seem to be particularly short when heavy thunderstorms roll in and cover the sky.

Telgar Boundaries:
Winter, -5 - 0 C | 23 - 32 F
Bitterly cold, with icy winds constantly flowing down from the mountains. Freezing rain is almost constant; the sky always a murky grey and the ground slippery with slushy refrozen ice. The days are extremely short, with the nights dropping a good number below the daily average. Icicles attached to Weyr ledges prove a major danger, and are checked upon every day, with anything bigger than a fist being removed.


Month 07, 740 AL

Fort Boundaries:
Summer 27 - 38 C | 80 - 100 F
Light breezes down from the mountains tot he North keep the temperature comfortable, even when the sun can bake an egg on the edge of a weyr. Sunburn is common.

Ista Boundaries:
Summer, 34 - 43 C | 93 - 110 F
A very dry, dusty heat. Little to no rain, causing more than some to worry about the drought not breaking and the rest of the Isle being at risk of fires. Many seek the depths of weyr, hold or hall during the midday and early afternoon heat.

Telgar Boundaries:
Summer, 26 - 35 C | 79 - 95 F
Muggy, sticky and generally just plain humid. Thunder storms are regular occurances, often happening in the early afternoon or evening, with heavy rainfall before drying off sometime in the night. Mornings are usually crisp, but warm up swiftly.


Month 06, 740 AL

Fort Boundaries: Season, Low to High
Ista Boundaries: Season, Low to High
Telgar Boundaries: Season, Low to High

[[Update slowly in progress because ThistleProse is a slackarse :3 lmao ]]

Month 04, 740 AL
North: Early Spring | South: Early Autumn
−1.9 C to 4.7 C | 20.0 C to 29.0


Spring has sprung, with the snow slowly melting in much of the North, creating mushy grounds and greyish, icy snow piles that are doing their best to melt. In comparison, Ista finds itself naturally warmer, (~10C / 50) and many people who can find rides are making their way to the Island to spend some time in warmth and sunshine, away from the lingering touch of winter.

Katila is beginning to cool down to more reasonable temperature, but is no less muggy and uncomfortable to those who are not used to the seasons. It is still a good place to escape to when seeking a warm day or a nice swim at the lake, though.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 03, 740 AL
North: Early Spring | South: Early Autumn
−1.9 C to 4.7 C | 20.0 C to 29.0


Spring has sprung, with the snow slowly melting in much of the North, creating mushy grounds and greyish, icy snow piles that are doing their best to melt. In comparison, Ista finds itself naturally warmer, (~10C / 50) and many people who can find rides are making their way to the Island to spend some time in warmth and sunshine, away from the lingering touch of winter.

Katila is beginning to cool down to more reasonable temperature, but is no less muggy and uncomfortable to those who are not used to the seasons. It is still a good place to escape to when seeking a warm day or a nice swim at the lake, though.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 02, 740 AL
North: Late Winter| South: Late Summer
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C



Month 01, 740 AL
North: Mid Winter| South: Mid Summer
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C



Month 12, 739 AL
North: Early Winter| South: Early Summer
-3.1 to 2.1 C | 20.4 C to 29.4 C


Winter has come slowly to the Northern lands of Pern, with more rain and cold winds than snow. As the month progresses, more and more snow will fall, with frequent blizzard-like storms towards the very end of the month. Telgar and Fort will in particular become burried under mountains of snow, while Ista is sunjected to frequent icy rainstorms, and heavy winds coming in from across the ocean.
Month 11, 739 AL
North: Late Autumn| South: Late Spring
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C



Month 10, 739 AL
North: Mid Autumn| South: Mid Spring
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C




Month 09, 739 AL
North: Early Autumn| South: Early Spring
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C


Following the disastrous fires (sometime in around the 28th of Month 08), Ista Isle has found itself suddenly in the midst of constant rain; not enough to flood, but a steady, dreary downfall that seems to only take a time out for a couple of hours here and there, before coming back again. Its cast the entire sooty Isle into a sombre and depressed mood. Alongside the rain, the weather is muggy and while not hot, is not particularly cool, either.

The rest of Northern Pern is getting their usual weather, though they, too, have been called to action following the wildfires that savaged Ista. Many individuals who called Ista Island home have been relocated not just to Ista Weyr, Ista Hold or Sea Cliff Hold, but also to other areas of Pern, whether with family or friends.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 08, 739 AL
North: Late Summer | South: Late Winter
17.4 to 25.5 C | 10.8 C to 23.2 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm - 37 to 45 C - has resulted in an incredibly dry summer, with little to no rain. This was climaxed by a dry thunderstorm, the results of which caused three fires to start across the Island on the 24.07.739 in the early morning hours. While the results of this are yet to be played out, the events will no doubt leave more than just the scarring of the land.

The rest of Northern Pern is getting their usual weather, though they, too, have been called to action following the wildfires that savaged Ista. Many individuals who called Ista Island home have been relocated not just to Ista Weyr, Ista Hold or Sea Cliff Hold, but also to other areas of Pern, whether with family or friends.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 07, 739 AL
North: Mid Summer | South: Mid Winter
18.0 to 26.6 C | 10.2 C to 21.9 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the 37 to 45 C range, making it now a more than slightly undesirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the more enjoyable early summer weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind. Ista's limited farmlands and fields are dry and dusty, with golden straw instead of grass where there is any growth at all.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are still getting a lot of evening rain and the occasional thunderstorms, which cools down the populus and allows them to sleep easily without sweating their brains out like the Istans.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 06, 739 AL
North: Early Summer | South: Early Winter
14.9 C to 23.8 C | 11.8 C to 21.9 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the 37 to 45 C range, making it now a more than slightly undesirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the more enjoyable early summer weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind. Ista's limited farmlands and fields are dry and dusty, with golden straw instead of grass where there is any growth at all.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are still getting a lot of evening rain and the occasional thunderstorms, which cools down the populus and allows them to sleep easily without sweating their brains out like the Istans.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 05, 739 AL
North: Late Spring | South: Late Autumn
9.9 C to 18.4 C | 13.7 C to 24.5 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the 32 to 40 C range, making it a highly desirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the chilly mid-spring weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are getting a lot of rain, thunderstorms, and cloudy days. Grass is growing, flowers flowering, and baby animals popping up all over the place! Yay spring!

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 04, 739 AL
North: Mid Spring | South: Mid Autumn
4.1 C to 11.5 C | 10.0 C to 27.4 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the high 20s to low 30s C, making it a highly desirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the chilly mid-spring weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are getting a lot of rain, thunderstorms, and cloudy days. Grass is growing, flowers flowering, and baby animals popping up all over the place! Yay spring!

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 03, 739 AL
North: Early Spring | South: Early Autumn
−1.9 C to 4.7 C | 20.0 C to 29.0


Spring has sprung, with the snow slowly melting in much of the North, creating mushy grounds and greyish, icy snow piles that are doing their best to melt. In comparison, Ista finds itself uncommonly warm (~12C / 53.6) and many people who can find rides are making their way to the Island to spend some time in warmth and sunshine, away from the lingering touch of winter.

Katila is beginning to cool down to more reasonable temperature, but is no less muggy and uncomfortable to those who are not used to the seasons. It is still a good place to escape to when seeking a warm day or a nice swim at the lake, though.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 02, 739 AL
North: Late Winter | South: Late Summer
−5.6 C to 0.4 C | 21.3 C to 30.0


The late-season weather is settling, with much of the Northern hemisphere coated in snow (the exception being the much warmer Ista region) while Katila remains humid and sweltering in the height of Summer.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 01, 739 AL
North: Mid Winter | South: Mid Summer
−6.7 C to −0.7 C | 21.5 C to 30.3 C


Gold Nadioth of Vaeyla, of Ista's flight was won by bronze Rhezalth of N'mor. You can view the Flight Thread here! Gold Aradissicath of Fort has brought about a clutch of [TBA] eggs! The proud mother is jealously guarding the Sands from her fellow gold, and keeping her mate on his toes! The cautious are able to catch a glance, but best not be caught!

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 12, 738 AL
North: Early Winter | South: Early Summer
−3.1 C to 2.1 C | 20.4 C to 29.4 C


Gold Nadioth of Ista is set to take flight this month (though it'll be a surprise IC), while gold Aradissicath is preparing to take full command of the Fort Hatching Grounds as she lays her Clutch early in the month.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 11, 738 AL
North: Late Autumn | South: Late Spring


Autumn is coming to an end, with the days slowly becoming shorter still, with early nights and late mornings. The temperature is getting very cool, with jackets being more required, but it has yet to actually snow. Despite this, it is often raining and miserable.

The Southern contient is in full bloom, with flowers coming to life in the grasses and on the trees. The skies are bright blue with fluffy clouds, and occassional sunshowers bringing a dampness to the day. The nights are still crisp, but not cold. The ground is starting to dry up as water is absorbed by the blooming flora.

Month 10, 738 AL
North: Mid Autumn | South: Mid Spring


Autumn is in full tilt, with the leaves a shocking array of orange and red, and more of them on the ground than on the trees. The skies are often a clear and crisp blue, with a cool breeze flowing, shifting the leaves and sending them scattering. Rain is not common, but when it does roll in the skies are dark like night come early, and thunderstorms are not uncommon, though they don't last for long and the amount of rain that falls isn't too heavy.

The Southern contient is in full bloom, with flowers coming to life in the grasses and on the trees. The skies are bright blue with fluffy clouds, and occassional sunshowers bringing a dampness to the day. The nights are still crisp, but not cold. The ground is starting to dry up as water is absorbed by the blooming flora.

Month 09, 738 AL
North: Start Autumn | South: Start Spring


Nothern regions are entering into Autumn, with the trees beginning to change to their reds and oranges, while the air is beginning to feel more crips. There are still more warm days than cool, and the nights are mostly warm enough for light bedding still. Rain has faded away and most days are clear and bright.

The Southern contient finds itself heading into spring, with rain and flowers vying for attention. The ground is often muddy and squishy, while the skies are either bright and blue, or overcast wtih fluffy clouds.

Month 08, 738 AL
North: End Summer | South: End Winter


Summer is winding to an end in the Northern hemisphere, with the weather slowly cooling and the trees beginning to turn their leaves. The days are still long and bright, but the sun is beginning to lose some of its strength.

The coastal Weyrs are falling victim to coastal storms, strong winds and heavy rains with thunder and lightening.

The more inbound Weyrs and Holds find themselves drier, not getting nearly as much rain or storms, they find themselves on the end of a long drought.

Month 07, 738 AL
North: Mid Summer | South: Mid Winter


Summer is in full spring in the Nothern hemisphere, with the bulk of each day being unbearbly hot, followed by vicious thunderstorms and heavy humidity in the evenings and at night.

The coastal areas are experiencing monsoon like weather, and spend a lot of their time locked away in Hold, Hall or Weyr.

The more inner locations find themselves faced with more dry heat during the day, and horrible humidity in the evening and at night while the thunderstorms rage.
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[G] [C] 742.01.01 | It's Official
8pm | Yfris, et al


Gold Malvayth

Date of Birth
14.02.717
Height
5'10"
Eyes
Brown

Threads
36
Posts
324

Written By: BardlyThere
#1
"Well, that's over with at least," Cazan said with a sigh as she flopped with very unladylike grace onto the couch next to Yfris. They were both dressed in far more fancy attire than she was accustomed to, but they had both just gotten married. It had been the shortest and most barebones sort of affair she'd ever witnessed from the ones she'd been dragged into attending before, but it was still longer than she'd liked. And of course Malvayth had demanded to be involved in someway. That and Caz had been just large enough that both sets of parents had noticed and inquired about the baby, which had led to a lot of vague hand waving and talk of dragons and Flights and the possibility it could have been Yfris's.

At least both families had been generally behaved enough, though the gold dragon enthusiastically trying to loom probably had something to do with it. "So, husband," she paused, smirking slightly in amusement at the new name she got to call Yfris. "I think that went well. I was hoping I hadn't gotten fat enough for them to notice but at least they didn't seem too bothered by the baby. I think your mother is hoping that it's yours. Hopefully Mal didn't scare them at all, I know she tried to say hello at least."

There had been a few hushed whispers and looks of concern, but she didn't think that Malvayth had done or said anything terrible, just be her usual friendly and curious self, asking about gifts and saying hello and introducing herself. "Oh, your parents really don't have to get Malvayth anything, even if she asked about it. And I'm sorry about the horse, from what I heard about its breeding though it should be a good one. I wasn't really expecting any gifts to happen on such short notice."

And speaking of gifts, Cazan turned to the side table that held the bowl of sand and the little bronze egg that Sariel had gotten for her (at Malvayth's suggestion) as a wedding gift. She gave it a gesture and asked, "Did you want one, by the way? Mal will probably want to keep that one since she conned her way into getting it, but I'm sure I could find another firelizard egg somewhere for you. If not that then tell me something I can make for you so that I can do something at least."
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Date of Birth
21.06.719
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6'2
Eyes
Brown

Threads
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Posts
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Written By: Insulting Truths
#2
He hated being proper and fancy. He was damn good at it but it could be a complete bore and drag on forever. Thankfully he managed to take control of his own wedding and make it as short as he possibly could with just the bare minimum of people. His parents still wanted to bring a good twenty people that they insisted were important and should be there but he’d held firm and counter-insisted that they were already being rude by having it at the Weyr and less was more in this case. But they had survived the day and a well-earned flop onto the couch was had.

Yfris popped the top two buttons on his shirt to further accentuate his need to be comfortable and shrug off the duties the day had made him pay attention to and then took a swig from one of the bottles of wine that had been opened for their families to cheer the marriage with. The only duty left was one that didn’t need any clothes and he gave his wife—Yfris barely refrained from snorting at the realisation he was actually married—an appraising look and figured they could laze a bit longer before they consummated their marriage.

“I am far more sober than I ever imagined I would be on my wedding day. Congratulations, Cazzy, I don’t find the idea of being married to you to be absolutely repulsive. And don’t worry about Malvayth. My mother adores her and I believe my sister will as well as soon as you can make your official visit. And everyone will be thrilled at the idea of you already giving me an heir.” Truthfully, he had originally been set to live at Misty Hold and assist his brother when he took over so having heirs of his own wasn’t really needed. Yfris suspected it had more to do with his mother loving the idea of having grandbabies to dote on.

He laughed as Cazan thought about the gifts and tried apologising for that as well. “Your mother is deviously brilliant with that move of gifting me a horse. It ensures I stop in regularly to ride and bring you and the kid along. I’m not at all surprised she found a way to keep bringing us—or you, really—back to Katz Field. They’ve also had about five months to start preparing any gifts if you want to get technical. This wedding was always going to happen—we just pushed the timeline up a bit.” He still couldn’t believe they had done that instead of making sure it never happened. He still had that letter for it! But instead he let his life become complicated while their parents forged ahead with whatever ties the Holds now had. That point reminded him that having a child really did matter as it would help strengthen that bond. What a pain.

He glanced at the jar and took another drink of wine with a shrug. “Not particularly but I suppose it could have its uses. Given how we’ll be a bit long distance for a while and I’ll need to be in touch with you more regularly or a sexy bronzerider or two to come get me… I’ll think on it. You know how I am with being responsible for someone else.” Yfris wasn’t sure he’d trust himself with bonding to a firelizard but they were fairly independent still from what he had observed. Maybe he could handle having one.
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Gold Malvayth

Date of Birth
14.02.717
Height
5'10"
Eyes
Brown

Threads
36
Posts
324

Written By: BardlyThere
#3
Cazan laughed. "Well I don't find it repulsive either, so I suppose that's a good thing. And T'ryn is fine with as well," which was really the important part as far as she was concerned. Sure she was friends with Yfris, and had grown to be rather fond of him, but she didn't love him like she did her bronzerider. It wasn't where she ever had imagined ending up, with a dragon, a loving weyrmate, a baby on the way, and now officially a husband. At least things probably couldn't get stranger than this.

"I know T'ryn already claimed it, but is it wrong of me to hope it comes out looking like an obviously miniature version of him? Think your parents would still be satisfied with that or would they want a tiny baby with more of your features to be sure?" Now that the morning (and afternoon, and evening, and any old time) sickness was starting to mostly fade away she was starting to think that maybe being pregnant wasn't as bad as she'd originally thought. Certainly not to the point that she was wanting another one or to be pregnant forever, but if she had to she felt she could probably tolerate going through it again.

She realized how silly she was being and shook her head. "Actually that doesn't matter right now. It's too late to do anything about the one I'm already having, and it's not like I can become more pregnant. Just need to get through Mal's clutch, then all of this, and then I have between lessons to desperately catch up on, and a move..." Cazan sighed and leaned against Yfris, eyeing the buttons of his shirt. Even though the sickness had started to fade, the extra bit of libido brought on by the pregnancy certainly hadn't. Maybe that was a sign that the baby was her husband's.

Cazan started to reach for the buttons, undoing another one when a tiny vibration from the egg caught her attention. She glanced over and saw it shake, a tiny sliver of a crack appearing. "I should probably deal with this before I get too distracted with you." She carried the egg with her to the dining table where she had a plate of meat ready. She could already feel Malvayth's presence, watching with excitement through her as Lady popped into the room, climbing to rest on Cazan's shoulders as she waited for the newest addition to her little fair.

He burst out of his shell with much more impatience than Lady had, eyes swirling in agitation as he got his bearings. The little bronze had dark points decorating his extremities and face, making him look like quite the tiny villain. Cazan shoved the first bit of food down his mouth as he tried to hiss at her and that seemed to settle him down quickly enough. "Well... he's an angry little thing. I seem to remember this going much more calmly with Lady."

Sir. That's his name. Sir? Are you sure? Of course! Caz shrugged and got another bit of food into the ravenous bronze as she felt the addition of yet another tiny little mind. With a dizzying shake of her head she sat down in the chair and gestured to Yfris. "Come over here and meet Sir. That's what Mal's already decided to name him."
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Written By: Insulting Truths
#4
“I imagine our parents would be a lot happier with a mini version of me running around, not the handsome blonde that they will soon piece together is more than your hired help.” Yfris didn’t blame the pair for avoiding their connection as it was a tad messy. A quick chat with his blushing bride the night they agreed to go through with the wedding had them also agreeing it was best to wait until after everything was official before pointing out she had a boyfriend—or mate, as he learned that morning. Yfris completely believed T’ryn’s intentions were true but he couldn’t stop smirking at the timing and wondered if the bronzerider was a tad jealous after all and had to stake his own claim first.

Since Cazan seemed oddly on board with potentially being pregnant again in the near future and there would be more than enough people to help raise the brats, Yfris decided he could potentially do the father thing. They were married and her current mystery child wasn’t so much of an issue anymore. What was one more kid in the mix to please parents and have some fun along the way? “I’ll just have to lock us in a room together for a few weeks to ensure we know I end up the father. Just think of all the fun we can have and new things we could--”

Yfris laughed at the little bronze cock blocker attempting to make his grand debut and distracting his wife away from him. The night was still young and he wasn’t in any hurry. In fact, watching the bonding process for a firelizard was intriguing and Yfris made himself further comfortable on the couch. He was interested but not crazy enough to get too close and end up covered in egg shell or with a firelizard of his own. He almost choked on the wine when the creature burst free, surprising him with how quickly the event happened. “Feisty, like his new mama,” he chuckled as he got up to join Cazan.

He watched her feed Sir—Malvayth had a very straightforward but regal way of naming, it seemed—and after a few bites, Yfris crouched down so he was more at eye level with the firelizard. “Well aren’t you a dapper fellow,” he smiled with the compliment Sir’s facial markings inspired. He slowly brought up a hand so Sir could sniff it or lick it or whatever it was firelizards did upon first meeting a new human.
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Gold Malvayth

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Written By: BardlyThere
#5
Lady gave the Sir a small welcoming chirp, patiently waiting for him to finish eating before she crawled down for a closer inspection. He eyed Yfris warily as the man approached, eyes swirling first a hostile red then calming down to a more curious green as he puffed himself up and gave a mighty hiss before he leaned in to poke at the hand with his nose before giving it a curious but gentle taste. Not food. Or at least not as convenient as the next piece of meat Cazan offered him. He finished gorging himself before he started to venture out of the bowl only to hiss again in protest as the goldrider snatched him up and started to rub him down with a towel to clean him off.

Once he escaped that indignity Sir scrambled up Yfris's sleeve to perch on his shoulder. Lady hopped up to join him, chirping again as he settled down to relax. Cazan smiled and shook her head, knowing that she wasn't being rejected in favor of Yfris, rather that the bronze felt a bit more secure higher up on his shoulder. "Well it looks like he likes you, though he's certainly a grumpy little thing. See, you're already being a firelizard dad now."

She thought back to the earlier conversation, and Yfris's proposed marathon attempt. "I'm not sure I could lock T'ryn out for long enough to know you're the father. He's far too handsome you know; I'd probably end up looking into his eyes at dinner and just forget myself and have a nice tragic fall right on top of his dick."

Cazan frowned at the absurdness of the statement and pointed at her new husband. "That's your fault by the way, that I now have those sorts of ridiculous thoughts. Before you I probably would have been much more romantic about it and said he could easily seduce me."
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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Yfris startled at the little nip he was given. It didn’t hurt as it seemed to just be a light sampling of a potential new food source but it was still unexpected and even tickled a bit. What odd but delightfully charming little creatures! He watched, fascinated with the feeding and then cleaning while he wondered if he should have one of his own. Cazan’s two were probably already more than enough for their odd household and no doubt Malvayth would con a couple more out of people soon enough. So perhaps he didn’t need one of his own.

That seemed even more apparent as the little bronze made his shoulder a perch before the other was occupied by Lady. “You’re not grumpy, are you, my young friend? You’re just a little particular when peckish.” Yfris smiled as he ran a finger along Sir’s neck, almost cooing at the fellow. “Although I’m still deciding if you have excellent or questionable taste with your interest in me.” That was always the question when it came to people liking him and now it seemed to extend to firelizards as well. He supposed he should add dragons to the list as well since Malvayth and Tiberuth seemed to tolerate him.

Cazan’s absurd statement had him laughing loudly which startled Sir and earned him a soothing pat while Lady continued her regal pose unfazed. “I have been accused of far worse, my dear lady, and I shall wear the badge of corrupting you with pride. Just think how much worse you may get now that we’re married.” It still felt like they were just playing at being married for a laugh—and he supposed they kind of were. There was nothing traditional about it and they only had to pretend for the right people at the right times. Easy. Still, he was going to have fun further corrupting his sweet wife.

“I also feel like your mate can easily seduce anyone by just smiling at them. It’s rather impressive, honestly,” Yfris commented as he returned to the couch and where he left the bottle of wine. “You’re not the only one that gazes longingly at him—and I don’t just mean me, either!” He grinned and had some wine. T’ryn was annoyingly attractive but Yfris suspected a lot of the attraction stemmed from how oblivious he was to it.

“I still say we all get high as fuck on some slutty gold to properly seal this marriage-mate arrangement. Assuming our firelizard babies don’t need our full focus for the rest of the night.” He gave Lady a little pat to the head and then Sir, not wanting his grumpy boy to be jealous. “But I suppose we have plenty of time now to continue working together and corrupting T’ryn. Huh. I really am a terrible influence. Shame on me,” Yfris grinned again and flopped as dramatically as he could onto the couch without disturbing his companions.
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Gold Malvayth

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Written By: BardlyThere
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Cazan watched Yfris fuss over the little bronze and couldn't help but smile. It was cute how much he seemed to like Sir and part of her wondered if he'd be just as adorable with a human infant. She already suspected that T'ryn would be an adorable mess when the baby came, overthinking and worrying about everything. Between the three of them and uncle K'dar (who had already volunteered to take the baby fishing and helping out in general) they could probably pull off this whole parenting thing. It made her feel oddly fuzzy as she rested a hand on her belly. She shook her head at the oddly maternal thought and walked over to join Yfris on the couch to distract herself.

"We should probably not corrupt Sir's tiny mind just yet. At least not with anything terribly wild. I'm not sure how effective Lady would be at keeping him out of trouble by herself." She reached up to give Sir a pat and he playfully batted at her hand while staying firmly attached to Yfris. Lady hopped down to curl up against Cazan's belly with a soft chirp. "I will bring up to T'ryn that it would probably be a nice wedding gift to you. If he agrees to use it then I will too. Though I don't think he likes that particular name for it."

She leaned her head against her husband's shoulder, Sir shifting around appropriately so that he could conveniently touch the both of them as he lounged. Cazan snorted softly. "He's already ridiculous, seems to take after you. Hopefully he doesn't pester Lady too much when they're older." Sir let out a small annoyed hiss as Cazan gently displaced him by tilting her head to look up at Yfris. "So you want to slowly corrupt my mate, huh? Did you want to see if he'll join us when we consummate our marriage or do you think that would make it somehow less official?"
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Written By: Insulting Truths
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“A wedding gift for me? So are you saying you don’t want to be there now? That’s fine with me. Sometimes I like being a greedy bitch.” Yfris grinned at Cazan and shifted so he could wrap an arm around her. Weren’t they just the most picturesque odd little family? At least at a glance and from a distance as their conversation wasn’t exactly proper by most standards. “You only have yourself to blame for my corrupting your mate. He likely would have gone on tolerating my flirtations if you hadn’t convinced him to give me a taste.” It was quite the tasting as well.

He set the wine down as he contemplated the offer to bring the bronzerider in. Given T’ryn wasn’t back yet, Yfris assumed he had taken it upon himself to give the newlyweds some alone time. Still, he gave a slight shrug deciding to leave it open-ended. “I don’t believe anything we do in the bedroom will change the Harper’s written record of our marriage so he can join if he wants. But I doubt he’d mind if we started without him or wrapped up for the night before he returned.” To be perfectly honest, he could probably slip into bed and only expect to sleep that night given how exhausted he was from getting everything sorted out the past week and how the shock of the day was starting to wear off.

But he was also Yfris and always available for sexual fun. “Besides, you pointed out Sir doesn’t need to see such antics just yet. He has, however, been hatched for ten minutes which is plenty old enough to start to understand what his parents like to get up to.” Another pat was given to Sir’s head and then Yfris patted his lap to get the firelizard to hop down and curl up there instead.

“It also occurs to me that if we save the level four,” he paused to grin at Cazan as he avoided using the name of the drug. It wasn’t like he named it but he did find it amusing. “For another night… we can drag Kordiavis along as well and have a proper party.” T’ryn would probably completely stop functioning at that and Yfris tried not to smile wickedly at the thought. “Are there any other lovers I should know about as your husband?” He didn’t care; he had his own rather long list and it was part of why this marriage was going to work for him.
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Gold Malvayth

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Written By: BardlyThere
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"Oh hush," Cazan said with a soft grumble s she settled in against Yfris. "And I know that I'm the one doing most of the corrupting, but it's still your fault for putting those thoughts into my head. At least most of them. You're rubbing off on me, maybe I should try to rub off on you a bit more. Who knows, maybe you'll turn into one of those work hard play hard gentlemen I've heard about. Maybe," she lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper, "maybe you'll even get your hands dirty."

Though, she supposed she might have already influenced him in some way. He had managed to handle the wedding arrangements after all, coordinated the transportation, arranged for the Harper, and even managed to keep their parents on track and from getting too carried away with things. Cazan reached over to give his arm a gentle squeeze. "Thank you for handling the wedding by the way, you did an excellent job with it. I'm sure I would not have had the patience to make through it."

She laughed a little at the mention of Sir being plenty old enough and she reached over to pet the firelizard as he moved down to Yfris's lap. "Really? Ten minutes is old enough huh? If we end up getting distracted and he gets into trouble you have to help me clean up after him." She paused as heard the unfamiliar name. Kor'is, Mal offered helpfully. "I'm not sure if Kor'is is still upset about the tea, but I can bring it up with him. And no, no other lovers. I have more than enough and I'm not as greedy as you are, no matter what the baby does to my libido."

At least so far. Cazan had a terrible suspicion that Yfris would gradually wear her down even more and she wasn't sure if T'ryn would be strong enough to help her resist. She'd just have to see how things went, and so long as her mate and husband were both happy enough things would be fine. In the meantime though, Cazan was reconsidering Yfris's earlier insistence that ten minutes was plenty old enough and she turned around to give him a kiss. "Well did you want to wait a bit longer, or shall we just hope that Lady can keep Sir out of trouble while we're distracted? Or... we could do something really unexpected and just cuddle. Just think of how scandalized T'ryn would be if he walked in on that."
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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Yfris shuddered at the thought of working hard and getting his hands dirty. Finding a way out of the wedding and then actually tossing it together was more than enough for him. He was definitely meant to be a man that delegated and he hoped he’d still find ways to do that when his new place in the crazy world came to light. As Cazan said, he was good at rubbing off on her and planting ideas and Yfris wanted to make sure he worked out the best ideas before giving voice to anything he’d end up hating.

“Kor’is, right. I should work on remembering that.” He couldn’t even say why he never recalled Kordiavis’ new name. He heard it often enough that it should have stuck but he just associated it as a nickname to the name he used. It was likely rather rude of him from what K’dar had explained during some of their talks about the Weyr, dragonriders, and myths versus facts. “He can’t be mad for much longer. It was an innocent mistake and he benefited greatly from it.” He knew from experience how enjoyable time in bed with Cazan was so their mutual acquaintance needed to stop holding grudges. Sure, it kind of messed around with his trust issues brought on by his mother, his upbringing, and that serving girl but he had to get over it and move on eventually.

His thoughts were quickly shifted when Cazan stole his mouth for a kiss. Perhaps there was too much talking happening—or at the very least, too much talking about someone else and he should focus again on them. “I’m always available for a good scandal. Having an innocent sleep in bed with a beautiful woman is very scandalous for me. T’ryn won’t know what to do with himself.” He had been on the fence since they kicked out their parents about which way he’d fall into bed and it seemed like sleeping was going to win.

Yfris cradled Sir in the nook of one arm and got to his feet and held out his hand to help Cazan get back up. “Come, wife. We’ve earned our rest this night.”
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