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Month 08, 742 AL
Late Summer


Benden: 24 C to 30 C
Fort: 13 C to 24 C
Ista: 30 C to 38 C
Telgar: 13 C to 20 C

Benden is still warmer than average, but the heatwave faded by late Month 7.

Month 07, 742 AL
Mid Summer


Benden: 32 C to 39 C
Fort: 15 C to 26 C
Ista: 37 C to 46 C
Telgar: 15 C to 26 C

Benden is hit with a heavy heatwave in the last week of Month Six, and first week of Month Seven, which carries through to the end of the month. Their weather will begin to cool in the last week of the month, dropping to the low 30s.

Ista Isle is amused by the weaklings of Benden, but at least their heat is dry. Benden is muggy and riddled with heavy thunderstorms and downpours.

Month 06, 742 AL
Early Summer


Benden: 14 C to 21 C
Fort: 7 C to 13 C
Ista: 33 C to 42 C
Telgar: 7 C to 13 C

Month 05, 742 AL
Late Spring


Benden: 10 C to 17 C
Fort: 5 C to 12 C
Ista: 27 C to 35 C
Telgar: 5 C to 12 C

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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08 - Siolilth of J'shom
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12 - Nadioth of Vaeyla [even years][Benden]


[G] [P] 742.04.21 | In the Lull
4PM | Z’rin


Bronze Rhezalth

Date of Birth
19.03.722
Height
5'11
Eyes
Grey-green

Threads
24
Posts
188

Written By: ThistleProse
#1
N’mor grunted as Rhezalth set down on the ledge, jolted from his thoughts by the dragon’s unusually abrupt landing. As Rhezalth apologised, N’mor patted him absently on the neck before removing the riding straps, flicking at the clasps and winding the leather pieces up before putting them away. Rhezalth sighed, and moved off to curl up with Varralath in exhaustion. N’mor made sure the last of the straps were put away, then made his way into the weyr proper, scrubbing his hand over his face as he went. “Zinnie?” he called curiously, wondering through the main room and not seeing the bluerider. His dragon was home, so he assumed the rider was nearby, but he could have been anywhere. Apparently, that included not being home.

Moving to the bedroom, N’mor kicked off his boots and flopped onto the bed, grunting again as he fell onto his stomach, puffing out a long sigh as he relaxed into the blankets, and quickly fell asleep, though it was light and uneasy. N’mor woke with a start a couple of hours later when the bed shifted, eyes wide for a few moments before Z’rin’s face flittered through his confused and sleepy brain, and N’mor smiled gently at the bluerider, shifting to bat at him half-heartedly in protest. “Where have – you been?” N’mor asked, pausing part way to yawn hugely.

Rolling his shoulders, N’mor shuffled to sit up, tossing a pillow behind his back so he could lean against the headboard of the bed, crossing his legs at the ankles and tilting his head at Z’rin. “I thought this would be a lot less exhausting,” he admitted, waving his hand absently but mostly talking about his recent promotion to Weyr Second. Which he’d always wanted to angle for, but he’d honestly thought it would come after being a Wingsecond, and then a Wingleader. Time to grow and learn more, rather than oh hey, look at all these murders! One of which had been the previous Weyrsecond. N’mor wasn’t stressed about that at all.

N’mor smiled when Z’rin rested his head on N’mor’s lap, running his fingers lightly through the dark locks. “Dad’s doing okay,” he said lightly, since that had been his latest adventure before coming home. “I don’t think he believes anyone about his voice.” Typical B’jin, and his stubbornness. N’mor just worried about what the greenrider would do when he was proven wrong, regardless of how stubborn he was being. At least the pair hadn’t had a fight or something before B’jin was attacked. Knowing his father it had been some sappy moment, which was probably… better? But still gross.

“So,” N’mor said, rolling back to his sleepy question of where Z’rin had been when he’d gotten home “Did you go out for lunch?”
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Blue Varralath

Date of Birth
08.10.712
Height
6'2
Eyes
Pale Blue

Threads
5
Posts
101

Written By: Insulting Truths
#2
Z'rin smiled as N'mor yawned, showing just how tired he still was. He was about to encourage his mate to rest a bit longer but N'mor was already sitting up. At least he admitted to how exhausted he was, which only kept the smile in place. N'mor was fiercely private and would only admit such a weakness to a very small handful of people. Being one of those people helped to reaffirm what he meant to the bronzerider, easing some of the fears that sometimes still plagued him.

It was also nice that N'mor's work ethic was already being recognised by the Weyrleader. Sure, it was under less than ideal situations but out of those available to choose from, M'ris had selected N'mor. It also helped make the move from Ista all the more worth it. Z'rin would have been happy staying in Ista and being the personal ferryman to the Lord Holder and his close family but he'd given it up so N'mor could have the freedom he needed, the fresh start so to speak, away from Casa as Weyrwoman and memories of a missed love. Z'rin wasn't stupid, not all the time anyway. He knew T'ryn and N'mor had once had feelings for each other and sometimes the realization that he was just a bluerider with perfect timing for a rebounding heart plagued him but he'd foolishly still fallen for N'mor and wanted the man to be happy. So he packed up his life and relocated.

He crawled onto the bed, settling his head in N'mor's lap, though the smile finally faded at the mention of B'jin. "I don't think any of us want to believe it." B'jin was known for his singing and Z'rin had happily danced to the greenrider's songs and cheered the man on more times than he could count. His early days in Katila had been filled with fear and shying away from most people but B'jin was one of the harpers that liked to sing at night and young Zarindin had always inched closer to the crowd to enjoy the music. In a way, B'jin was as much of a help as some of the 'brats like Indivara and the twins for easing his tension and helping him feel a part of the Weyr. "When he's up for more visitors, I'd like to go with you."

They fell silent for a long moment and if it wasn't for the way fingers still played in his hair, Z'rin would have thought N'mor had fallen asleep again. The question helped to further prove his mate was still somewhat awake and the smile returned. "I went down to the dining cavern for lunch and then stopped in to see Vondal. He's doing well but still just too skinny." Vondal seemed like a nice enough guy, even if N'mor hadn't been sure what to make of the man upon their first meeting. But Z'rin felt he had things in common with the lace-making sailor with amnesia of sorts. They were both in an awkward position when it came to Helyna and N'mor so if nothing else, they could bond over that and keep each other company when they weren't needed because the shiny riders were playing perfect mates.
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Bronze Rhezalth

Date of Birth
19.03.722
Height
5'11
Eyes
Grey-green

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24
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188

Written By: ThistleProse
#3
“I think he’d like that,” N’mor said when Z’rin mentioned going to see B’jin, a smile in his voice. Peacock that B’jin was, he would no doubt enjoy being fawned over by his son’s mate, even if he was still being stubborn about his voice not coming back. N’mor didn’t want to believe that his father would be voiceless for the rest of his life, but he did believe the healers and had no reason to doubt them, especially when he’d been told all about the injury B’jin had been subjected to. N’mor had no idea what kind of a monster could be responsible for such a thing, but they had better hope he didn’t get his hand on them.

N’mor’s fingers in Z’rin’s hair paused for a few moments at the mention of Vondal, and his nose scrunched up a little. He still had no real idea what to make of Helyna’s husband; he didn’t particularly like the man, but he also didn’t dislike him. At least, not yet. He was holding out on judging him until he got a better idea of what kind of a person he was. But N’mor didn’t like most people, as a rule, and didn’t expect to like the strange man either. He was weird, and not in a quirky and endearing way that some people were. No, he was just plain odd and N’mor disliked interacting with him.

“How is he doing?” N’mor asked wryly, thinking of the man’s memory issues, before returning his attention to Z’rin’s hair with idle brushes of his fingers, combing the locks and twirling them around his fingers, though not enough to cause tangles. Z’rin had lovely silky hair, and N’mor loved the feel of it… He should probably check in on Helyna at some point; not that the goldrider wasn’t completely capable of taking care of herself, but with all the mayhem going on, it would probably be a good idea. Of course, that might put a target on himself, or even Z’rin, or perhaps highlight Helyna, but those were risks he would have to take to do his part, and N’mor sighed softly, partly in exhaustion and partly from exasperation of the bastard who was making his life so difficult.

That brought N’mor to another topic he had been meaning to bring up – not directly, but because all the mayhem was making it pretty badly timed – and he paused in his fidgeting with Z’rin’s hair to run his hand lightly along Z’rin’s jawline, and down to rest on his chest. “The timing is pretty bad, all things considered, but I had an idea I wanted to get your opinion on.” N’mor paused, clearly hesitating, and shifted a little so he could stare down at Z’rin with furrowed eyebrows but excited eyes.
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Blue Varralath

Date of Birth
08.10.712
Height
6'2
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Pale Blue

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5
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101

Written By: Insulting Truths
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Z'rin smiled at his mate. He saw the reaction to mentioning Vondal but also saw how N'mor was trying to be open-minded and put in some measure of interest. N'mor was a very private person and didn't like or trust many--something Z'rin had learned firsthand since the day they met on the beach in the rain. While he would like the bronzerider to befriend Vondal, it wasn't expected and he wasn't going to push the former sailor on him either. Still, Z'rin recapped their brief time together, giving an update on Vondal's health and the plans they were hoping to make soon to get together again.

He frowned when N'mor seemed to grow distracted and the hand traced a path down to rest on his chest. Z'rin wasn't sure what was about to come but he worried that maybe he had missed hearing about another attack. It couldn't have been anyone close to them or N'mor would have led with that but he still tensed, waiting for the shoe to drop. But it didn't and Z'rin's brows furrowed slightly in confusion at the mentioning of an idea. It didn't seem like it would be something he'd hate given the way N'mor's eyes lit up but Z'rin couldn't even begin to guess what the idea would be and gave a little laugh.

"Well, out with it then. I have yet to master the art of reading your mind to this extent."
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N’mor snorted in amusement at Z’rin’s demand, scrunching his nose up and sticking out his tongue in a childish pose, before leaning down to kiss his lover quickly, for the strange scrunching wasn’t particularly comfortable. “Dork,” N’mor said, amused, and shook his head. His fingers went back to playing with Z’rin’s hair, and N’mor chewed on his bottom lip for a few moments as he ordered his thoughts. His heart was thumping, and he wasn’t sure if it was excitement or anticipation. It truly wasn’t the best of timing, but the idea had really taken root in N’mor’s mind, and he wasn’t sure he’d be able to put it aside… Unless Z’rin thought it was terrible? N’mor paused for a moment, but knew he was getting ahead of himself; he had to tell the bluerider, before Z’rin could take a stand one way or the other.

“Um,” a very eloquent start. “Weeell,” N’mor dragged the word out, uncharacteristically nervous as he was suddenly aware of all the ways Z’rin might dislike his idea, bring it crashing down around him, and crush a dream N’mor hadn’t realised he’d actually had. But… Maybe not? It was, after all, Z’rin, and Z’rin was an excellent man (even if he was a bluerider) and he was a wonderful father and he was great with Vondlyn too. “I, um, I wanted to talk to you about talking to Helyna, about maybe forgoing between next time our dragons Fly...” Chewing on his bottom lip again, N’mor gave Z’rin some serious side eye before continuing lowly. “Does that sound… okay?”
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When N’mor finally found his words, Z’rin hadn’t been expecting them and what they implied and the shock showed. Of course he was thrilled that his younger lover was starting to feel a stronger urge to raise a family together as it was something Z’rin had wanted for a while but could tell it was best not to press it. He smiled at N’mor and nodded, “of course it does.”

It didn’t, though.

Z’rin hated the idea. There was so much wrong with it. Iliyith Flew about every eighteen months and was currently on the Sands so it would be over two years before another child. That was also assuming Helyna fell pregnant from the one time together. Just because she did on their first Flight didn’t mean it would happen again so it could be closer to four years or more. Not to mention Z’rin didn’t trust Helyna. She had kept Vondlyn from his father and likely would have continued to do so except she no doubt had some selfish reason for sharing; likely overworked and exhausted. He would also bet everything he owned that Helyna wouldn’t let them raise the child. Her own mate loved kids and it was easy to say how bad it would be to keep the children from each other so they should be raised together—by her and Tala.

The easier and quicker choice was for Z’rin to take up with a woman that wouldn’t mind having a child for them to raise and she could be as involved as little or as much as she wanted. Of course they could also take one of the unwanted kids from the crèche.

But he didn’t say any of that. N’mor was excited about his idea and Z’rin would support him and hope the goldrider wasn’t a complete heartless bitch and it would work out. “It certainly doesn’t hurt to speak with her about it.”
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“It does?” N’mor’s face lit up, eyes bright as he smiled down at Z’rin, clearly delighted by this move in the right direction. He leaned down, pressing a quick if slightly awkward kiss to the tip of Z’rin’s nose. “I’ll talk to her when I see her next.” Or there abouts; when it was an appropriate topic to bring up, at least. He was sure that she would have already travelled between since the most recent Flight, though N’mor had forgotten to ask her if she wanted the trip; it wasn’t exactly a risk he had to consider on a regular basis and since she hadn’t asked him, well, she had probably used Tala to get the quick trip done. Which meant the next Flight (if she agreed to try), which was a long way off – assuming the dragon’s continued to play nice and tangled then, too.

“It’s a long way off,” N’mor said slowly, “and she might not agree.” He hadn’t gotten the impression she was thrilled to have ended up with Vondlyn, though she was also extremely possessive of the little boy. N’mor loved his son dearly, but prying him away from his mother was a work of great effort and sacrifice at times. As much as he loved the idea of another child, he wasn’t sure Helyna would be up for it, either because she didn’t want to do the pregnant thing, or because she wouldn’t be able to let the child go. N’mor wouldn’t hold that against her – so long as she didn’t change her mind at the last moment. But it did mean he had to consider other options, which was another area Z’rin came into: his mate’s body didn’t stop functioning at the mention of lady bits.

N’mor smirked slightly, and tilted his head at Z’rin. “And even if she does, she might not ever get pregnant.” N’mor certainly didn’t have what it took to tumble with the woman outside of dragonlust. She was nice enough, but she was too… female… for his tastes, and he was far too disgusted by what they got up to when their minds were their dragons’ to ever go for seconds. Which would not help their chances of a pregnant Helyna. The only thing worse than a bluerider, was a woman! (Blueriding women were a whole other category!)

Brushing Z’rin’s hair back from his face, N’mor arched an eyebrow at his mate. “You might have to take one for the team,” N’mor said very solemnly, though his eyes sparkled with mischief. “Do you think we could upgrade our weyr if we ended up with two full time and two part-time kids?”
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Z’rin laughed at the teasing and the question about a larger weyr. They already had one with two bedrooms because N’mor had used his bronzerider status to his advantage when they relocated and Z’rin figured they could make it work if they ended up with four children one day if needed. But, N’mor also had a shiny new title to match his shiny dragon. “You’re Weyrsecond now, love. I’m sure there’s already a larger weyr with your name on it.” With all of the chaos lately with the attacks and M’ris… not his usual self, it was easy to forget that N’mor probably had a nicer weyr waiting for him.

“And honestly, I’ve thought about all the angles that we could approach having kids at before.” Z’rin stated slowly as he sat up and turned to face N’mor. Z’rin loved his daughter and adored Vondlyn and the way his mate was with both kids. There had been a hope N’mor would one day be ready for a child of his own, or another now that they knew about Vondlyn, and Z’rin had wanted to be ready with options.

“Relying on Helyna has a lot of ifs and risks and a long wait time, like you said. I don’t mind at all if we find a woman for me to be with.” It was kind of weird thinking about approaching women with his mate and asking them if they would assist in the endeavour but Z’rin knew they wouldn’t be the first or last pair to do that. “Would you have anyone in mind if we did that?” He was about to suggest Mylorah since she seemed to be one of the only women N’mor seemed to like but Z’rin wasn’t confident she would do it. And now he was feeling even weirder about it and chuckled softly. “We’ll find someone when it’s right.”
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N’mor blinked at Z’rin’s comment, opening his mouth with a little ‘oh’ of surprised realisation before he snorted. With the way M’ris had been recently, N’mor figured he could probably get away with requesting two weyrs if he did it right, and the Weyrleader would be too far gone in drink to realise what was happening. Of course, that was also likely why nothing had been said about any available upgrades if N’mor wanted it. He’d been rather busy scouting for the drunkard lately, and the idea honestly hadn’t crossed his mind. Not that there was any reason to rush into moving weyrs. N’mor quite liked the one they were in now, and it had room for Zararin, and she didn’t mind sharing with the toddler Vondlyn though that would likely change in coming years. Zararin would soon be a teenager and much too grown up to share with a baby, a boy or her brother – never mind a combination of all three in one sturdy little Vondlyn.

“Of course you have,” N’mor teased, though the fact caused a giddy feeling to warm his belly; he loved Z’rin more than he’d thought possible, but was also astounded every time he was reminded just how fond of him the bluerider was. The fact that he’d been thinking about kids, but waiting for N’mor to bring it up… N’mor leaned forward now that Z’rin was sitting up, and pressed a warm, lingering kiss to his mate’s lips. Withdrawing, N’mor considered the question Z’rin had posed before the kiss, and shook his head slightly. “No,” he said honestly, before smirking playfully. “Someone attractive. I’m not raising ugly babies.”

Leaning forward, N’mor shifted carefully until he was straddling Z’rin’s lap, wrapping his legs lazily around the blurider’s hips, crossing his feet at the ankles and his arm looped around Z’rin’s neck as he smirked thoughtfully at his mate, head tilted slightly to one side. “When will it be right?” he asked, tone playful, but genuinely curious about Z’rin’s thoughts on that part of the topic. Even if they went hunting that very evening for a woman for Z’rin to play dirty with, it could be months or even years before they came home with a babe in arms. Which N’mor found to be kind of disheartening; he didn’t want to wait years, which was why he wasn’t going to rely solely on Helyna agreeing to his request.
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