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04.Apr.21, 02:22 PM
Kirolan, the name was familiar though K'dar had to think a bit on it. Before he had discovered his own goals and started his apprenticeship he hadn't paid too much attention to the goldriders other than to make sure he knew who they were for Tiberuth's sake, but he remembered S'far mentioning that the woman had lost her mate in recent years. He wasn't exactly sure what to say really, he was sure all the recent deaths were not very kind reminders of old ones. Instead he turned his gaze to the bowl and nodded in agreement. "It is a nice view."
A good view, though there are some near High Reaches I personally like a little better, the bronze lazily added as he surveyed the bowl. K'dar ignored his dragon, sure Tiberuth would entertain himself chatting with the gold, and instead tilted his head back towards Lassalla. He caught that touch of annoyance, but it was understandable. "It was no trouble at all to stop by. And with everything going on..." he shrugged.
A quick glance at Tiberuth seemed to indicate that the dragon wasn't in any particular rush to leave, so K'dar sat down next to the woman, leaning back against the wall, arms propped up lazily on his knees. He eyed the offered bottle warily, he wasn't fond of alcohol, had only found one mixed drink he liked so far (a whiskey sour if he recalled), but accepted in an attempt to be polite. At least he was able to keep the grimace mostly off of his face as he took a small sip before passing it back. "Not sure it's quite for me, but thank you for sharing."
K'dar followed the sweep of her arm as he turned his gaze back out to the Weyr at large, giving the knuckle of his index finger a crack as he considered. "Well... if you don't mind the vulgarity I think it's a bit fucked. I almost want to think it's someone trying to clear space for a promotion, or for some sort of new idea they want to push but don't want existing leadership in the way of, but all of the goldriders... it doesn't make sense yet, and I worry that there will probably be more attacks."
A good view, though there are some near High Reaches I personally like a little better, the bronze lazily added as he surveyed the bowl. K'dar ignored his dragon, sure Tiberuth would entertain himself chatting with the gold, and instead tilted his head back towards Lassalla. He caught that touch of annoyance, but it was understandable. "It was no trouble at all to stop by. And with everything going on..." he shrugged.
A quick glance at Tiberuth seemed to indicate that the dragon wasn't in any particular rush to leave, so K'dar sat down next to the woman, leaning back against the wall, arms propped up lazily on his knees. He eyed the offered bottle warily, he wasn't fond of alcohol, had only found one mixed drink he liked so far (a whiskey sour if he recalled), but accepted in an attempt to be polite. At least he was able to keep the grimace mostly off of his face as he took a small sip before passing it back. "Not sure it's quite for me, but thank you for sharing."
K'dar followed the sweep of her arm as he turned his gaze back out to the Weyr at large, giving the knuckle of his index finger a crack as he considered. "Well... if you don't mind the vulgarity I think it's a bit fucked. I almost want to think it's someone trying to clear space for a promotion, or for some sort of new idea they want to push but don't want existing leadership in the way of, but all of the goldriders... it doesn't make sense yet, and I worry that there will probably be more attacks."
