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2022/07/29 Gold Malvayth and Bronze Xyxyth clutch is Hatching! Come and join the shenannigans 743.08.03 | NIGHT STALKERS HATCHING and bring the popcorn!
2022/05/11 Gold Malvayth has Flown, caught by Bronze Xyxyth of A'tay. Their Hatching will be PC, and take place in Telgar in August around the 20-22nd! Update your Candidate Applications and prepare for some fun!
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05/JUL It’s Hatching time!! Come take part in the shenanigans here
30/JUN Gold Thallyath of Ista Weyr has laid a clutch! More information here
27/JUN A bluerider, and then a greenrider, are found dead. More information here
25/JUN The Touching is up! Take part here
30/MAY After the Touching, many Candidates found themselves preyed upon in the form of their food. More information here
18/MAY Another goldrider - Ameris of Benden - is attacked. More information here
05/MAY Multiple individuals are attacked whilest out of the Weyr! More information here
04/MAY Take a chance OOC and guess who you think the murderer is! You can win prizes! More information here
03/MAY Goldrider Cazan and her twin brother Cazelarias are attacked. More information here
24/APR Goldrider Ashara of Fort is murdered by two brownriders. More information here
12/APR Searchrider B’jin was attacked at Telgar Weyr, surffering a slash to his throat. While in Benden, bluerider B’dor is found dead in his weyr. More info here
05/APRMore attacks occurred today. More information here
03/APRMultiple individuals found their death this day; more information here and here
28/MAR Tragedy has struck again! Across all the Weyrs, multiple people - primarily dragonriders - have fallen ill after eating muffins. There have been multiple deaths, and others are in criticle condition. More information here
24/MAR Weyrwoman Ameris and her son, Rislan, poisoned! More information here
18/MAR Benden’s Weyrleader M’ris and his children have been poisoned! Resulting in sickness and death. More information here
18/MAROn 18.03.742 Bronzerider A’dris of Vyaniorth was found dead in his personal bathing pool. He appears to have drowned after drinking an excess of alcohol. Afterwards it was realized that Machiya of Gold Cameth from Telgar Weyr had disappeared. Having never arrived at her destination, it is suspected she had an accident between.
11/MAR Gold Racoth of Donmaline went between taking Bronze Beruth of T’rel with her shortly after she had been caught, due to T’rel strangling Donmaline. He did not survive. more info
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Ahh, the fresh snow, the crisp air, the naked trees... welcome to Winter! Or, just the Colder Months for those in the more Northern Weyrs, while Ista is just... not as hot. But it is time to enjoy the end of the Turn, so folks should get together, spend some time gossiping, and drinking Hot Chocolate (alcohol and marshmallows opional)... does Pern even have marshmallows????? (they do now!)



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2023-September
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The flu is running rampant, colds are clogging noses, and someone might have lost a limb?



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Partake this month by going fishing... or anything that occurs while fishing, or dealing with fish!



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[G] [O] 742.02.02 | First Touch
10am | Candidates

V'lis
of Brown Pharalth

Date of Birth
02.05.721, 23
Height
6'0"
Eyes
Black
Build
Trim
Hair
Black

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16
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81

Written By: BardlyThere
#31
Corvilis frowned at the egg, irritated by the scolding it had given him. He tried to be a good friend! He shared his drugs, and he thought he'd told B'kit about it, it wasn't his fault! He thought it was implied! Why would he waste good drugs on someone he didn't think would appreciate them? And it wasn't his problem if people were easy to steal from, he had to make a living. Or at least he used to. He didn't steal nearly as much lately anyway. If anything the egg needed to shut its face and appreciate the work he'd been doing to try and behave while he was a candidate.

He pulled away and decided to go prowling for another egg. He spotted one, and was about to go touch it when another candidate walked up and boldly set his hand on it before he could get there. Corvilis sighed and moved off a little to the side, but close enough to indicate that he was clearly waiting for this egg in particular.

But then time seemed to stretch on. This was taking far too long. The other candidate sure seemed to be taking his sweet time. He resisted the urge to snap his fingers impatiently, instead just crossing his arms and drumming his fingers as he waited. Finally the candidate started to move, and feeling more than a little petulant, Corv moved to step out of the way, but as he did so he let his own foot slide in the sand as if he was slipping, colliding with the other candidate's foot and sending him tripping and flailing off into another candidate. "Oops. Careful, man."

Corvilis was going to go touch the egg, but then the fight broke out and he turned, to focus on that, carefully and quickly moving away from that mess.

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Date of Birth
04.03.723, 22
Height
6'5"
Eyes
Icy Blue and small for his face
Build
Beefy and solid
Hair
Blonde and usually kept short, he tries to keep it combed but it has a tendency towards getting mussed.

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7
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Written By: BardlyThere
#32
At first Fetch was a little saddened by the dismissive attitude of the baby dragon hidden away in the egg that he'd touched. Hopefully it would find a candidate that it found more interesting, even if it wasn't him. He took his time to process the egg and how he felt, watching the other candidates as they touched the eggs and came away with their own mix of expressions. It was so fascinating how wonderful dragons were, that they could try to communicate and meet with potential life mates before they had even hatched!

He was pulled from his thoughts as two candidates began to fight near him. He wasn't sure what had happened, or how it had started, but he quickly grabbed onto one, wrapping his arms around the other young man and picking him up to try to keep him from doing anything worse. He tried to shoo the other candidate away, hoping that with one of them restrained the other would give up.

Instead he was charged and tackled, the candidate in his arms struggled and kicked and punched and between that he lost his balance and fell backwards one way while the fighter he'd been holding escaped. It was all too fast and loud and he heard and felt a sickening crunch followed by the sound of a crack, and then it was all drowned out by a roar and just as quickly he was struck by a shimmering line of gold and flying across the Sands, landing with a sickening pop as pain shot through his left shoulder.

A fight broke out and Fetch was knocked onto Egg 12, crushing it and killing the baby inside. Egg 11 now has a dent in its shell and some fine cracks from an impact by one of the other fighters.

Fetch has a dislocated shoulder.

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Cazan
of Gold Malvayth

Date of Birth
14.02.717, 28
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5'10"
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Brown right
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Lean, tomboyish.
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Dark Auburn, Short

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Written By: BardlyThere
#33
Cazan turned to face her brother, giving him a small smile. She was glad that he'd decided to come and watch what she was sure was going to be a rather boring event. Getting him out and about would hopefully help him settle down a little and stop worrying about everything, especially Mal. "I'm not exactly sure. I guess this is supposed to give the baby dragons a chance to meet their future mates from the candidates before they hatch? I'm not actually sure since I've never touched one, Malvayth just found me." She lowered her voice as she quietly added, "I'm not sure how necessary it is though, since clearly they can pick someone who didn't touch their egg at all. Supposedly they can snoop around from the eggs and get an idea for a person first though. I'm not sure how that works or if they even remember it though."

She was so busy chatting with Cazelarias that she didn't notice the fight at first, not until there was that sickening sound and suddenly her precious gold was roaring and attacking candidates, her tail slamming into one and sending him flying one way before a claw threw another one the other way. The sudden wave of panic that hit her was bad enough, but the rage was so profound and foreign that it terrified her, which probably didn't help the situation at all. Cazan shouted as she ran to Malvayth, trying to maneuver her way to stand between the massive dragon and any other candidates as they scrambled to get out of the way.

The broken egg caught her eye and she choked back a soft sob as she tried to sooth the dragon. "Mal, Mal please, calm down. This... just stop." Her own fear was the only thing keeping her from giving into her dragon's desperate anger and despair. "Maybe it's fine... maybe, it's..."

Malvayth screeched, the sound turning into a long keening as she turned her attention to the broken egg that contained her baby, crushed and dead before it had ever had a chance to be born. She wasn't sure if it was Cazan's desperation or Aradissicath's stern command that she calm down that had her abandon her pursuit of the murderers, but she still had her grief and rage. The normally peaceful and bubbly gold whirled about, her keening turning to enraged roars and warning growls at anyone else who was even remotely close to the rest of her eggs that wasn't Cazan.

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A'ryn
of Green Jenath

Date of Birth
02.09.720, 24
Height
5'8"
Eyes
Dark Blue
Build
extremely fit and lean
Hair
Red, jut past shoulders, curly

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14
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108

Written By: KiTelli
#34
The warmth and reassurance from the gold egg washed over her, despite the creature’s obvious sense of being overwhelmed. “It’s alright, little one. There is much to do, but everything will work out fine.” She smiled and shifted, running her hand over the shell, enjoying the quiet, until it wasn’t quiet anymore.

The sickening crunch across the sands sent an involuntary shudder down her spine, and she knew something horrible had happened. In the split second as she heard the intake of breath from the queen dragon behind her, she reached for the other candidate at the gold egg, moving to pull them both clear and well away from the frighteningly delicate thing. Malvayth, usually so kind and sweet, was nothing but powerful roaring rage, tossing candidates about the sands. Aederyn didn’t release the grip on the other girl as she dragged her away from the precious eggs and toward the entrance, tackling her to the ground to dodge the powerful tail of the enraged queen. A heartbeat passed, and after making sure that the other girl was unharmed, she leapt to her feet and scanned the sands to take in what was happening.

Malvayth stood over where the broken egg lay on the sands, its occupant crushed, and so, so horrifyingly dead. “Oh, no…” A sob caught in her throat. She couldn’t blame Malvayth for her grief or anger. Losing a baby was something no mother should ever have to endure. Choking the feeling down, she shifted her focus to the others on the sands, carefully making her way toward another who had been sent sprawling, helping the dazed candidate to their feet and herding them out of the grounds. Gotta keep moving. One foot in front of the other. Don’t stop. Get somewhere safe and leave the mourning queen be.

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Date of Birth
01.27.722, 23
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6'3"
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Green
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Fit/Muscular
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Red

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6
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38

Written By: ZZZ Archived
#35
The horrible noise that sounded was one no one ever wanted to hear. It horrified her in some instinctive, base way. Elloren knew the sound of death and rage and if Aederyn hadn't pulled her to safety and then saved her from that massive tail, she would have been part of it.

"What happened?" she asked, half winded. "What has someone done?!"

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Mylorah
of Gold Amagrith

Date of Birth
10.02.721, 24
Height
5'8
Eyes
Light Brown
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Curvy
Hair
Brown, long

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33
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Written By: SunsetWay
#36
Mylorah laughed at how excited the presence seemed to be and how it encouraged her to share her gossip and introduce all of her friends. She also found it endearing at how it then quickly flittered off. She knew people like that as well and adored them just as much. "Maybe I will, little one," she whispered, still smiling and feeling a bit better about the whole thing.

Until the commotion started. She missed what started the fight and spun quickly to see where it was coming from, ready to jump in and help stop it if she was close enough. Unfortunately she wasn't and it was too late. An egg was smashed and Malvayth was rightly not pleased. She stood in horror as someone was whacked by her tail and then Fetch was... oh no. No!

Mylorah ran for Fediletch, screaming his name as she ran. She was vaguely aware that despite Malvayth knowing and liking her, she probably still wasn't safe--especially since she was running for the man that had fallen into the egg. But Mylorah couldn't leave a friend behind. Was this what the eggs were telling her? Fetch deserved her, damn it! And she wasn't about to abandon a friend.

She threw herself down on the hot sand, carefully examining Fediletch with her basic first aid training. He seemed in one piece and alive, the two most important things in her opinion. "Stay still. You're okay, everything's okay. Malvayth won't come over here now." Mylorah was mostly sure of that fact. Cazan and an equally angry Aradissicath were making sure of that. "I'm sure someone has already alerted a Healer. Just focus on me. Tell me about your eggs or I can tell you about mine." She wanted to keep him distracted from the pain and danger, keep him talking and engaged because she didn't know what else to do about the shoulder that didn't look quite right or how to tell if there were more injuries.

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Qu'va
of Blue Dalsuth

Date of Birth
14.02.723, 22
Height
6'0
Eyes
Brown
Build
Average
Hair
Brown, shaggy

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11
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Written By: SunsetWay
#37
Quinvalis was frowning as he watched a couple of Candidates, one of them looking more and more irritated as he waited. He could have gone to another egg--there was a vacant one two eggs away! He was still watching them when the one--he thought the name was Corvilis but he wasn't entirely sure, going off of conversations he had caught here and there--tripped the other. Had that been intentional? It was hard to tell but it didn't seem like it was entirely on accident like the man was now trying to shrug off with the hand motions he was doing.

He glanced at Zelana for the first time since she quietly sat down beside him to see if she was watching as well before looking back at the scuffle that was turning into a fight that turned into a gold rampage. Quinvalis was safe up on the stands and away from the eggs and the murderous gold that he called a friend but that didn't stop him from grabbing Zelly's hand as he jumped to his feet about to run somewhere. Not even Touchings were safe now! He knew he shouldn't have started Standing again!

By the time he realised they were still in one piece and Malvayth was done destroying some classmates of his, Quinvalis was taking in the sight before slowly turning to Zelly. "Did you see... did he..." he wasn't sure how to put into words what he wasn't even sure he saw clearly. But from Zelana's expression, Quinvalis had a feeling she saw the same thing and didn't know what to do with that information. Corvilis may have started it all but he was one of the ones left unscathed and unnoticed. But he kind of scared Quinvalis and he didn't want to accuse someone if he was wrong. So he gave Zelly a nod, silently agreeing that they would stay silent.

"As soon as we're dismissed, come with me." Quinvalis was shaken by everything he had seen and while he didn't really want to discuss it, he did want to share his own story and warn Zelana properly of Hatchings.

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Z'lar
of Green Harakath

Date of Birth
14.02.717, 28
Height
5'10
Eyes
Deep, warm brown
Build
Slim, petite
Hair
Light brown

Threads
4
Posts
19

Written By: ThistleProse
#38
He was right! Dragons were murderous, killer creatures that would eat them and gobble them up and have no regrets about it at all! Cazelarias shrank away from Cazan when her gold beast roared, but reached out to snatch at her sleeve when she was suddenly darting away, crying out her name in terror as she rushed into the thick of the gold dragon’s anger. Somehow she wasn’t hurt – yet – but he’d seen the way the dragon sent candidates flying with her tail and just knew it was only a matter of luck that none of them had been eaten. Perhaps the dragon was too worked up to think clearly, because surely she would have just eaten that candidate if she was in her right mind!

The screen turned keen had Cazelarias yelping, crouching down in the stands, his fingers plugging his ears as he trembled in terror. He hadn’t seen the crushed egg, didn’t know what had caused the dragons sudden and vicious outrage. Didn’t care. All he knew was that he was right, dragons were dangerous and best avoided at all costs. He was terrified for his sister, though, and worried he’d have to save her – despite his own terror – and that was the only reason he slowly shifted, pulling his knees under himself and stretching up a little to peer over the bannister, eyes searching frantically for Cazan.

“Cazan!” He hissed, the sound not really loud enough to travel beyond his own ears, especially with the gold monster making so much noise still. It was as he was glancing up at her, cringing, that he saw the egg out of the corner of his eye, and he gasped. Okay, maybe the terrible creature had a good reason to be upset. How did the egg break? How was the baby hurt so badly that it died? He assumed it was dead; it wasn’t moving and Malwhatshername seemed upset enough that it had to be. Fuck. He felt sick, and his trembling increased as he knelt on the ground, too afraid to move.

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L'gan
of Green Semath

Date of Birth
03.01.712, 33
Height
5'9
Eyes
Stormy grey
Build
Slight
Hair
Dark brown, curly

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17
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136

Written By: ValGal9
#39
L’gan had been with Erebuth, checking on the blue’s pain and trying to get him through some simple exercises when Semath relayed an alarming request from Aradissicath. Apparently there were several injuries on the Sands during the Touching, and he excused himself hurriedly. Semath flew him to a closer weyr instead of directly to the Sands, wisely keeping her distance from the commotion.

Sprinting down the hall he caught sight of the frantic Candidates already starting to rush out from the cavern, and quickly checked in with the Weyrlingmaster’s assistant for an idea of the situation. The Weyrlingmaster was still inside apparently, working on carefully getting the others out while Cazan and Aradissicath tried to calm Malvayth down. Composing himself carefully, he slipped inside, taking careful note of where Malvayth was and giving her and her eggs a wide berth. He thought he saw a cracked shell near the gold, but clearly she wasn’t going to allow anyone near, so instead he focused his attention on any human injuries.

Someone was already taking care of a candidate who had been raked by her claws, but they had it well in hand, so L’gan looked for someone else to help. He saw one of the young men--Fediletch?--off to the side with Mylorah, his robes soaked in something and clutching at his arm. Judging by the state of his robes, he’d probably been the unlucky fool who’d crushed the egg that set the queen off, but there would be time to figure out what happened later. Moving quickly but deliberately toward the pair, he focused on projecting a calm and non-threatening presence to the upset gold, till he was by their side.

L’gan crouched next to him, giving him a very brief once-over--the shoulder was clearly dislocated, but he wasn’t bleeding and didn’t seem to have any other major injuries. “It’s Fediletch, right? Are you able to stand up? We need to get off the Sands; Mylorah and I can help you. All right?”

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13.07.724, 20
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5'2"
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dark brown
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thin
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black

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Written By: BardlyThere
#40
Corvilis was such an asshole, Zelly mused as she watched the man scowl and loom over a candidate instead of just moving on. It was a big part of why she'd stopped sleeping with him so soon after starting. When the trip happened she bit her lip, unsure if the act was intentional or not. It was ambiguous... but he was the sort of crafty asshole who would do that sort of thing in the first place.

She exchanged glanced with Quinvalis, wanting to ask what he thought, but the moment was interrupted by the commotion of a fight breaking out. Zelana was quite glad to have a friend right there in that moment, even if he stubbornly refused to believe he was a friend. She stuck with him through the chaos, clutching his hand like a lifeline.

This was not something they'd covered in class! Though she doubted this was a normal occurrence either, not from how panicked everyone was looking, especially Cazan. Zelly was half cowering behind Quinvalis when he started to speak, and even without finishing the sentence she knew what he was talking about. She wasn't sure what she could or would do about Corv... but it didn't seem like the time or place to try and figure it out right now. Not when there was a giant angry dragon nearby.

Thankfully Quinvalis seemed to have the same idea and she nodded as well. "Okay." Maybe they were going to talk about what they'd seen in private. Either way she was more than fine enough with leaving the area as quickly and quietly as they could, and she gave his hand another squeeze to try to remind herself that at least she wasn't alone.

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Date of Birth
04.03.723, 22
Height
6'5"
Eyes
Icy Blue and small for his face
Build
Beefy and solid
Hair
Blonde and usually kept short, he tries to keep it combed but it has a tendency towards getting mussed.

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Written By: BardlyThere
#41
When had Mylorah gotten there? Hopefully she was fine, but she seemed so upset. Everyone was upset, and it was all his fault. His voice was hoarse and choked as he said, "Sorry... I'm sorry. I didn't... is the egg okay?" Fediletch knew it wasn't, but maybe if he asked the question aloud he would somehow get a different answer. Maybe something else had happened and she'd say that he'd just had a terrible dream.

"My eggs... I only touched one before..." tears started to fill his eyes and he took a deep breath, counting softly to himself to try and stay calm. "It thought I was a waste of time. I was too boring... I hope it finds someone who is fun and interesting enough for it. Did your eggs like you more? I hope they did..."

It felt a bit hollow to talk about the eggs right after he'd just murdered one, but he didn't want Mylo to be so upset, and talking would help distract her. So even though his shoulder hurt enough to make his head swim, Fediletch kept talking and listening.

He blinked at L'gan when he arrived, nodding. "Right... and maybe. I can try." He wasn't sure he deserved any help though. Not after what he'd done. He grimaced as he was helped up to his feet, his eyes turning towards the egg he'd crushed and blurring once more with tears. "Sorry.... I'm so sorry..." The healer was right though. They should probably go. He followed along quietly, too tired and hurt to pretend he wasn't about to fall apart.

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N'noa
of Blue Atranth

Date of Birth
29.09.715, 29
Height
6'0
Eyes
Hazel
Build
Fit
Hair
Brown, curly

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6
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78

Written By: SunsetWay
#42
Narinoa sat up from where he had been flung by an angry swishing tail. He didn't believe he had been an intended target like some of the others on the ground he was just noticing, but crouched down and off to the side like he was, he had still been in the way.

He was a bit dazed and imagined he'd be sore in a few spots from the impact of the tail and how he fell but all in all, Narinoa was fine and thankful for that. He still stayed where he was for a moment, watching as Malvayth was contained before getting to his feet and stumbling a bit as if he was drunk.

He currently had two angry gold dragons blocking his most direct route to the exit but the stands seemed safe enough. Narinoa cautiously moved in that direction, keeping an eye on Malvayth just in case before climbing up a few levels into the stands where he saw a couple of younger Candidates just standing there in shock.

"Let's move, you two," he urged as he approached them, making shooing gestures with his hands as he did so. He recognized Quinvalis, the kid with the horrible luck and understood his shock. "She's calmed now so it's safe to leave," he assured them with a softer tone and finally the pair started moving.

He gave them a final glance once they were outside but figured they would be fine. The way they held hands, Narinoa assumed they were an item and would prefer to seek comfort together and alone. Now he had to find someone that knew what the hell happened because he hadn't seen anything, not even the tail that whacked him until it was too late.

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V'lis
of Brown Pharalth

Date of Birth
02.05.721, 23
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6'0"
Eyes
Black
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Trim
Hair
Black

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16
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Written By: BardlyThere
#43
Corvilis had been quick to run as soon as he heard the roar, immediately abandoning any thoughts of touching that egg he'd been eyeing. He paused only to grab a candidate that had been knocked down, helping him to his feet and dragging him along with him until he was able to find his own footing and run on his own. There was more safety in numbers, and if the gold dragon decided to chase after him, he could always try to stay ahead of the smaller candidate.

Once the roars had mostly died down, replaced with an awful pained sound, Corv slowed to catch his breath, hands on his knees as he huffed and turned around to get a visual confirmation that he wasn't being chased. There were already other people handling anyone who looked injured, and things were still a chaotic mess.

He couldn't believe those dumbasses got into a fight, and he couldn't believe that Fetch was dumb enough to try to get between them. He should have just stayed out of it and run when he had the chance too. Corvilis shook his head as he made his way out. He grinned in relief as he spotted Narinoa and waved him down as he jogged over. "Oh good, you made it out!" He lowered his voice as he shook his head. "That shit was crazy. Fetch really should have just minded his own business and gotten out of the way."

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Cazan
of Gold Malvayth

Date of Birth
14.02.717, 28
Height
5'10"
Eyes
Brown right
Build
Lean, tomboyish.
Hair
Dark Auburn, Short

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48
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Written By: BardlyThere
#44
It took entirely too long for Malvayth to calm down enough that Cazan felt she could breathe again. The gold had started to carefully gather her eggs back together, setting them near their broken and dead sibling so she could curl protectively around them all and wail pitifully. It would have been heartbreaking enough if it hadn't happened to her own dragon, and Cazan was having trouble trying to keep herself together. She should at least check on the candidates, she was a gold rider and that seemed like it was part of her job.

At least most of them had gone, and it didn't seem like too many had been hurt. She could feel a flash of anger as she saw one of them being helped away by a healer and T'ryn's sister Mylorah, but she wasn't sure if the emotion was her own or Mal's. It wouldn't help anything to be angry right now. She thought she heard her name being hissed and she turned around, realizing that her brother was missing. That sent her into a different sort of panic as she rushed back to where he'd been, looking around and finding him trembling on the ground.

"Caze..." she reached down for him, at first intent on helping him stand, but instead just settling down next to him as she gave him a tight squeeze. She wanted to tell him things were okay, except they weren't. Mal had lost a baby and it was hitting her almost as hard as it was her dragon. Cazan sniffled and pulled back just enough to rub her eyes on her sleeve. "It's safe now... you're safe... but we should leave her alone right now. Malvayth is... not in a good mood." She didn't bother moving yet though, still clinging to her brother to keep herself from starting to shake.

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Z'lar
of Green Harakath

Date of Birth
14.02.717, 28
Height
5'10
Eyes
Deep, warm brown
Build
Slim, petite
Hair
Light brown

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4
Posts
19

Written By: ThistleProse
#45
Cazelarias wasn’t sure when his sister joined him, only that suddenly she was there and he clung to her when she wrapped him up in a hug, feeling the comforting warmth and familiarity though it was somewhat spoiled by her growing belly. He realised with a start that he’d be an uncle soon, and how was he supposed to keep a niece or nephew safe when Cazan was so damned intent on being around the murderous beast she’d apparently ’bonded’ to. Whatever that meant.

“Cazzy,” He murmured, clinging tighter for a moment before cautiously releasing her slowly. He didn’t want to move, didn’t want to see what the beast was doing, didn’t want it to see him but he knew the sense his sister was talking (for once) and that leaving would be a very good idea. “We should go,” he echoed, shifting around to cautiously rise to his feet, though his shoulders were hunched and his weight was on the balls of his feet, ready to flee at a moment’s notice.

Cazelarias helped his sister to her feet, holding her hand tightly and not letting go once she was standing. He let her choose the safest way out of the area, pausing only long enough to make sure said path wouldn’t take them anywhere near the yellow beast of doom. “What happened?” he asked voice low though it broke slightly on the end of the last word, and he shook his head, glancing once more over his shoulder at Malwhatshername who appeared to be curled up tightly, still making that awful noise.

The noise faded somewhat as Cazelarias was lead out of the Hatching area, and into the corridors, following numbly as his sister lead him through twists and turns until she reached a door. He jumped and shrank away when someone joined them, and it took him a few moments to comprehend who it was – Cazan’s mate, he couldn’t function enough at the moment to remember the mans’ name – and while they hugged, he refused to let go of Cazan’s hand so it was a bit awkward all around for a moment. He followed when his sister pushed the door open, and was ushered to a couch. He released her hand reluctantly once he was seated, pulling his feet up onto the sofa and curling his arms around his knees, pressing his face into them.

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