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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.
Dragon Flights
Last Update: 2021.03.07


02 - Mizeath of Ameris [Benden]
02, 04, 06, 08, 10, 12 - Tizalth of Kestra
02, 07 - Halomirth of F'drel
02, 07 - Tybalith of D'lyne
02, 07, 11 - Semath of L'gan
02, 08 - Rilaleeyth of J'ver
03, 06, 09, 12 - Coroth of C'dhin
03, 07, 11 - Larrikith of B'jin
03 (742), 09 (743) - Iliyith of Helyna[Benden]
04 - Thallyath of Casa [even years][Ista]
04, 10 - Malvayth of Cazan[Telgar]
04, 10 - Tiath of V'lia
05 - Quayleth of Ojassa [odd years][Ista]
05, 11 - Jammerith of J'me
06 - Bedith of Mulrissa[Telgar]
07 - Neryseth of Lassalla [Telgar]
08 - Siolilth of J'shom
09 - Aradissicath of Rhaedalyn[Fort]
12 - Nadioth of Vaeyla [even years][Benden]


[G] [O] 742.05.30 | In the eye of the storm
10:00am: Mizeath Touching, all candidates welcome


Gold Mizeath

Date of Birth
15.08.708 
Height
5'6"
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Dark Brown

Threads
29
Posts
145

Written By: Jenn
#1
"You don't have to do this you know," Ameris told the hulking shape of her dragon as Mizeath shifted the eggs once more. She'd been particularly protective of this most recent clutch, the attacks on Ameris and the other dragonriders was beginning to wear on the gold. She'd even snapped at Ameris a time or two, something not outside the realm of her personality but still wholly unexpected.

I know but it is the right thing to do. I want something resembling normal for this clutch.

"Alright," Ameris nodded and winced slightly at the pull of the newest scar she possessed. She'd been attacked in the corridor between the kitchens and her weyr while getting food for her family. The attacker had been driven off by her own knife and the slashing talons of Vanilla and Mud but not before the attacker's knife had sunk into her shoulder. She carried the scar now and though the wound was healing it still pained her when she moved wrong.

You are alright? the gold asked her with a tone that was out of place within the cultured voice. Ameris smiled at the dragon, sliding a hand down her neck in an effort to soothe her before moving to the side. "If you're going to do this, you're going to have to move away from them you know," she chuckled again as Mizeath hovered protectively over her clutch. The crowning glory, the gold egg, was settled in the middle of the rest. The light sheen of gold stood out against the bland coloration of the rest and she could feel Mizeath's smug pride at it.

Call them in, the gold said as she shifted her bulk up and away from the next of eggs she'd laid. The dragon fought the urge to roar and shake the rafters, to wrap herself back around the eggs and threaten any who came but she knew this was needed. Morale was as important to Mizeath as anything else and the weyr needed the boost.

She kept her jaundiced vigil on the first group of candidates to wander into the sands as Ameris gave over the responsibility of rules to the candidatemasters. "It will be fine," the woman murmured to the dragon as she settled into the crook of the gold's arm, "Everything will be just fine."

Are you trying to convince me or yourself of that Ameris?

"A little bit of both."


There's no need to bow to Mizeath but please remain polite and respectful to her at all times.

Candidates are divided into groups of 15-20 who each visit the eggs for an hour, with a 15-minute gap between sessions. For the purpose of RP, all PC Candidates are in the same group, which is obviously this thread.

This Touching begins at 10 am and these guys are the first group, meaning that no one else has Touched the eggs yet. There are 28 eggs to choose from including a gold egg. OOC: Feel free to Touch as many as you want but 2-3 seems to be the norm. Please indicate at the bottom of your post which egg your candidate is touching.

Candidates are expected to be polite and demure; egg safety is paramount and anyone found to be goofing around will be removed. Firelizards may join their candidates for this touching, however, they must stay under control at all times. If they become unruly, Mizeath and Ameris will demand their removal.

Eggs are approximately 4 to 5 feet in length, and approximately half to two-thirds that in width. They’re rather squat and roundish. Eggs are laid in a leathery state, much like an earthen snake egg. They slowly expand as they harden with the youngster growing within. When a candidate Touches an egg, they will find the shell to be hard, but kind of lumpy and bumpy in some spots, and smooth in others, depending on how the dragonet shifted during the hardening phase. All the eggs are roughly the same mottled greenish-tan, except for the gold egg, which has a bit of metallic gold color in the shell, in addition to being larger than all the others.

Additionally, when the candidate’s hand connects with the shell, the dragonet within will reach out mentally and touch their mind. The response the dragonet has to each individual candidate is extremely varied and often considered private by the individuals. A negative response from a dragonet does not denote the inability to Impress the hatchling within! There have been several cases in the past – PC and NPC – when characters Impressed to a hatchling from an egg that they thought hated them.
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Written By: BardlyThere
#2
Zelly had been a bit wary of coming up to Benden, and of Standing at a clutch considering all the recent drama. But at least A'tay's family was nearby so she could get him to visit her easily enough if something happened and this was the dragon that decided it wanted her. And at least the weather was getting warmer so if she was going to be stuck in the mountains for a year she wouldn't start out freezing.

Though now she was almost hoping she wouldn't get a gold, especially if that was what made crazy people try to poison you.

So she avoided going out to touch the gold egg for now, instead Zelana let the other girls go line up as she meandered about the other eggs. Not that she could really influence what the dragons wanted, at least from what everyone else had told her. If she did get a gold egg she'd just have to be paranoid, and hopefully learn more about poisons and cures to keep herself and her dragon safe. She paused at an egg off to the side and eyed it curiously. She was already here, she might as well give it a touch too before she finished working up the nerve to go touch the gold. Zelly reached out and gently set her hand to the surface of the egg, greeting it with a curious hello.


Egg 13
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Date of Birth
02.12.724
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5'10"
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Blue

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Written By: BardlyThere
#3
With another sleepy rub of his eyes, Zoremet stepped out onto the warmth of the Sands. He wasn't sure the pleasant and toasty atmosphere was going to be good for keeping him awake though. He'd almost forgotten about the Touching in general and had taken a nap in the barracks, but luckily one of the other candidates had noticed and woken him up. He ran his fingers through his hair to try to straighten it out a bit more before giving his eyes another rub to help them focus a bit better.

At least it was a good sized clutch. Maybe he'd actually Impress this time! The thought was equally excited and terrified as he thought of how proud his family would be and also how much responsibility he'd suddenly have. He gave a few of his friends quick waves to help settle himself down before he started to look around at the eggs. Zory wasn't in any sort of rush, so he let other candidates ahead of him when they seemed to want an egg, after all it wasn't like they were going to get up and go anywhere. He was also careful to stay away from others just in case another terrible incident happened.

After some wandering and searching he found an egg to touch and gently set his hand on it, a mix of trepidation and eagerness set in a nervous lump in his throat. Hopefully the egg would like him, or at least let him down easy.


Egg 4
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715.05.01
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Written By: Pallas
#4
Nim had come all the way from the top of the world to Stand for this clutch and right now, with all the death, that was saying something. She had little interest in the golden egg, knowing well enough that it was probably destined for someone not her but eventually, she might touch it.

Maybe.

She decided to touch an egg that was nearby and placed both palms on it, curious as to what might be going on in the occupant's mind. Nim was, as always, wide open to the dragonet growing within. The shell was still leathery and not smooth at all, she found but this one seemed like it ought to be.

"Hello, little one!" she whispered. "It's nice to meet you."

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Touching: Egg 1!
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28.09.722
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Written By: Deceased
#5
Katiryn nearly skipped her way inside the Hatching grounds. She was so excited for a Hatching and for a gold! This was her chance, she knew it! It was nice to get out of Ista for a bit as well, though that thought also made her feel guilty. She'd been helping her dad almost constantly since he was attacked and she knew she was being selfish in enjoying the time away and relaxing. But it would help K'tir as well. He couldn't rely on his kids forever and he was getting better with moving around his weyr and finding certain items. If she didn't Impress, she knew she'd return home and find that he had mastered all sorts of things with how determined he could be when he wasn't wallowing in self-pity.

Maybe she shouldn't Stand at Benden after all. Staying in Ista would be best for K'tir. But she could move back as soon as she graduated. Once again she was hesitating but her dad had insisted he'd be fine and that she shouldn't miss a chance to find her dragon. She'd do this for him! It hurt that he wouldn't be there to see her Impress, though maybe they could try. It depended on K'tir and his confidence from what she'd been told. She'd worry more about that later. She had eggs to Touch and she was going to start with the gold!

Katiryn weaved her way through the small group and then the eggs to make her way to the gold. She saw another girl approaching as well and with a smile, she good-naturedly stuck her tongue out at her before pressing her palm to the warm yet rough surface.


Gold eggie, please!
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Written By: BardlyThere
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Ferra nervously twiddled her fingers together as she looked at the sea of eggs. She didn't like the thought of impressing so far from home, but everyone kept saying she shouldn't be afraid to branch out, to try new things and experience new places. It was one thing to be cautious and quiet, another thing to be timid. It was something she was trying to work on, and so here she was in Benden, getting ready to Stand for some clutches here before (hopefully) going back to Ista to stand for the clutch that would be happening there.

Though if she really hoped for that then she was hoping to not Impress here... and was that really a good thing? Honestly she would be happy for any gold, so long as she had one. Dragons could transfer, so she could go back to her family one day, or maybe bring them to her. Ferra took a deep breath as she tried to purposefully focus on the positives and hopeful thoughts.

She was going to be fine. This was fine. Everything was fine. She worked so hard for this, it would be a shame to just let a bit of nerves ruin it all. So she took a deep breath and walked boldly up to the gold egg, waited patiently for her turn (though she did stick her own tongue back out at Kat), and then set her hands on that shiny gold surface.


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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Mylorah arrived about a week earlier and despite the caution and unease that hung in the air after the latest attack on Ameris, she'd been having a good time. She was being just as cautious as everyone else and tried not to walk alone anywhere given what she had heard about Ameris' attack (and how badass she was to fight back with a knife!) and even poor K'tir weeks earlier in Ista. But, she was able to catch up with friends from other Weyrs that were also arriving for the Hatching and, of course, her favourite bronzerider she wasn't related to (N'mor didn't count since he was practically family). T'drin was always fun to visit and she'd met the super sexy Healer Rhamnus through him as well.

Despite all of that fun, Mylorah was well-rested and her spirits were lifted as she entered the Sands and took in the clutch for the first time. Some people liked peeking in early but Mylorah never wanted to disturb the gold dragon and there was a bit more of a thrill with seeing the eggs for the first time as she slowly approached them. It was a good-sized clutch and of course the gold egg stood out and made the clutch all the more impressive.

She giggled when she spotted Katiryn practically speed-walk her way to the golden egg. Her friend was determined to Impress gold and always tried to get in there first and sometimes a second Touching if there was time. Mylorah never minded waiting since she didn't believe the Touching swayed the dragonets in any way and this was all just for show and to keep the old traditions alive. She would get to it before their time was up, though. No way did she want the Weyrlingmaster's wrath if she didn't follow that tradition.

As she passed Zelana, Mylorah gently placed her hand on her friend's arm and gave a smile and nod to quietly encourage her. Zelly was understandably nervous and Mylorah had to admit she was a bit as well if she looked beneath the good mood she was currently in. Being a goldrider seemed to come with a large target now and some believed that about any colour at this point with some of the deaths.

Still, it wouldn't do to startle the babies before they were even hatched and Mylorah pushed away such thoughts and focused again on her friends and how they always lifted her up. Positive thoughts would help the dragonets, though she also wasn't sure if they remembered any of the interactions that would happen that day. Rounding the outside, she finally stepped up to an egg that was tilted just slightly to the left and pressed a palm to it.


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Palms sweating, Taydarell wiped them on his trousers, hoping the other candidates wouldn’t notice. The eggs were fully almost as big as he was! Clapping his mouth shut, he realized he’d been gaping at them as he shifted across the uncomfortably hot sands. And what a time to come onto Pern, too, with all of the crazy stuff going on. He shot a look back at the entrance, wondering if Zarrie or T’pel would be there. But no, probably not. Today was just for candidates. Candidates! He was a candidate! All official, now! Emerald sat on a ledge above the stands, and he did wave to his little green. She seemed unconcerned, if a bit miffed that her person’s attention was being diverted from her. He stuck out his tongue in her direction, snickering when she tossed her head and flipped her wings to her back. Mood lightened somewhat, Taydarell straightened as the candidate master went over the rules of the touching, paying careful attention again even though he’d gone over the rules a dozen times already.

Freed to move among the eggs, Taydarell’s eyes widened at the sheer size and number of them. There weren’t as many as other golds, but they were just as big and just as special. Maybe, just maybe, his dragon was among them! He tried to remember what he’d practiced about being calm, and happy, and inviting, so as not to scare away the delicate, shy minds that hid inside the shells. His palms started to sweat again. And again, he wiped them on his trousers as he made his way among the eggs. He wondered if T’pel had been this nervous when he Stood for the first time. Did T’pel touch Kyrionth’s egg before Impression? He wasn’t sure, but he hoped that maybe, just maybe, he might be meeting his lifemate today…

Setting himself to one egg, with no particular rhyme or reason to its placement or draw, Taydarell moved toward it. Not wanting to insult the creature with wet clammy palms on his or her shell, he dried them one last time on his clothes before he placed them onto the warm shell, the slight textured surface pleasant beneath his hands.

“Hello…” he whispered, for only himself and the egg to hear.



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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Orgailian almost didn't go to Benden. He didn't care where he Impressed but at the same time, he felt safer in Ista. It was the Weyr that wasn't hit nearly as much after all, but at the same time, he knew he was being a bit illogical. Whoever was behind everything--and it clearly wasn't just the two brownriders they were led to believe--had some plan they were following and specific targets in mind. Nowhere was safe but Orgailian had to believe he didn't rank high on a killer's list of important people. Unless it was someone he had pissed off. He was his father's son in more than just looks and had slept with the wrong person or two in the past and angered a father or lover.

Besides, his unImpressed siblings were all attending and they all had some unspoken pact since they were little that they would always stick together. Who else would watch over them? The amount of trouble Zory could get into alone warranted at least two of them on the lookout.

So there he was, staring at a clutch of eggs and wondering which he would start with. Purposely picking eggs or mapping out a path in his head in the past hadn't worked so this time he was going with instinct. Not that that had worked before either but that was his chosen strategy for this clutch and Orgailian wandered around for a few minutes, watching as others had their reactions and moved on, before finally stopping at an egg that he'd noticed hadn't been visited yet. "You're as good as any, I suppose. Or maybe we're going to have an intense interaction because I was led here for a reason. Let's find out," he spoke quietly before finally making contact.


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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Back in Benden! His last (and first) trip had been a few weeks earlier and only for a handful of days so he could assist Rhamnus. Ulliendis still wasn't entirely clear why the Healer had called for him as it didn't seem quite the entire truth when he said he liked teaching someone about his work and using the former Harper's unique skills. It had been fun, whatever the motivation was at the time. He'd been back in Benden for almost a week and ran into Rhamnus a couple of times but the Healer seemed busy and Ulliendis was doing his best to be a good little Candidate while further exploring the Weyr.

He looked around the group of Candidates he had been assigned to and spotted some familiar faces from the previous Hatchings at Fort. It had been nice meeting up with some friends again the past week and he saw that as one of the definite perks to traveling around for Hatchings. He looked forward to exchanging stories with them afterward; assuming everyone had a decent time. He'd been lucky so far but he also heard the horror stories of some reactions. He was extremely curious about Casa and Thallyath with their disaster clutch. If he didn't Impress at Benden, he'd definitely head down to Ista for theirs.

For now, it was time to focus on the clutch before him and Ulliendis grinned widely as he approached the eggs. He broke off from the little clump of men he'd inadvertently been following and stepped up to the first egg he came across. He wasn't superstitious and didn't have any plans for what to Touch or how many and laid his palm on the warm shell.


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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Narinoa had been conflicted for weeks leading up to this moment. He was determined to Impress but that also meant he had to leave Ista in order to have the best chance of that happening. He had been running the dragonhealing program out of Ista and while he had a co-leader, Narinoa felt guilty leaving it all to him while he kept vanishing to try his luck at getting a dragon. And what if he succeeded? He'd be gone for an entire year! But on the other hand, there had been a lot of interest in learning the nearly lost form of healing so he wouldn't truly be missed now. Besides, if he Impressed at Benden, he could stay in that Weyr and help further build up the dragonhealers when his weyrling lessons started to ease up.

So there he was in Benden, nerves setting in as he reminded himself his time was quickly running out. Thanks to the asshole killing goldriders he had even less clutches to Stand at now. He may have his hesitations with Standing or not due to his desire to help teach others to help dragons, but Narinoa couldn't deny how much he wanted a dragon of his own. Standing before the mighty eggs only reaffirmed that.

He could tell Mizeath was uneasy with them being there and he couldn't blame her with how everything was lately and how some previous Touchings and Hatchings had gone. He longed to go over and soothe her like he would have if it was Erebuth or one of his siblings. But this was a much older and larger gold dragon and she probably didn't need or want to be coddled by a strange boy. Still, when she glanced in his direction, Narinoa gave her a nod and hoped it conveyed how much he respected her and her clutch.

When they were set free, Narinoa made his way to the middle, deciding he could work his way out. He walked by a few eggs, smiling when he saw others latch onto them, before finding his goal and resting his palm on it.


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Egg #13 to Zelly

The mind inside the shell reached out for Zelly with just as curious of a hello. What was this? Who was this? Were they special? Why did they not want to touch their sister? Was their sister ugly? They bet their sister was ugly. All thoughts of poisons and cures completely ignored as Zelly would be swamped with a sudden and childish sense of amusement at the thought of their ugly golden sister, enough so that the troubles of the weyr might be forgotten in a brief and happy moment.



Egg #4 to Zoremet

The mind inside the egg was measuring, solid and rather stoic as it took in the thoughts of the boy who touched it. While Zoremet had a sweet quality, something that the mind should have strove to reach for, it couldn’t help to give off a sense of failure. This was not correct and not right, please be gone and make it quick.



Egg #11 to Nimuelan

The dragonet inside was slow to reveal itself, blooming almost like a slow moving flower before it was awake. It delved into Nimuelan’s mind with the ferocity of an angry feline and the finesse of a child. Which it was, after all, but it was looking, looking and looking. Oh how interesting this girl was! She liked children? Would she like dragon children? Because dragon children were clearly the best. Nimuelan would have a sense of excitement and chaos before the mind slipped from hers in a dervish of activity.



Gold Egg to Kaitryn

The touch to Kaitryn’s mind was soft and very nearly missed as the other mind reached out. It was exhausting, the reaching and Kaitryn might have that sudden sense of sleepiness, of exhaustion that took her knees from her. But the mind did not think her selfish, far from it, strong enough to come to the possibility of helping another live. That was true strength. The withdrawal from Kaitryn’s mind was nearly painful in it’s slowness before there was nothing but silence remaining.



Gold Egg to Ferra

Why so nervous? Was Ferra so frightened of life that she forgot that she was strong? The quiet mind of the dragonet could feel that strength, brimming just beneath the surface if only Ferra would reach for it. There was soft humor in the tone of the mind as it searched through the mind to find tidbits of Ferra’s life and the raspberries being blown just before the touch. Having fun was an okay thing and nothing to look bad about. A yawn, deep and heavy, would suddenly sweep through Ferra’s mind before there was nothing there to latch onto.



Egg #05 to Mylorah

Happiness and excitement would hit Mylorah from the moment she set her hand on the egg. A whirlwind of activity as the mind inside the egg swept in and back out of all the crevices of Mylo’s mind. What fun this one had! All the excitement and living. They wanted to live, would Mylo show them how? The mind swept back out just as quickly as it swept in, taking the memories of Mylo’s favorite bronzeriders with it.



Egg #26 to Taydarell

The grip of the mind of Taydarell’s was firm, almost too tight but there. It sized the boy up, for that was what he was, a boy. Did he have what it would take to be a dragonrider? The gumption to do what was required of him? Speak up boy! What did Taydarell think he was capable of? It had better be enough because Taydarell would be their future. The grip released and the mind slipped back out but not before giving Taydarell what appeared to be a comforting pat on the head.



Egg #21 to Orgailian

Better than the rest and you’d better believe it! The shout was loud and somewhat obnoxious, maybe enough to elicit a wince from Orgailian but the little mind didn’t care. It was a bright light in the darkness that it figured was all that was to Orgailian’s mind. If it bothered to delve a little deeper it would see there was more to Orgailian than the little bit of emptiness it had found at first. Oh well! It was too busy to bother looking further and then it was gone, leaving Orgailian’s mind as empty as it had found it.



Egg #09 to Ulliendis

This healer in Ulliendis' mind seemed interesting. What was a harper? Was a harper fun? Did they do things that candidates couldn’t? Why did Ulliendis have to be a good little candidate? Was he a bad candidate? Did he do bad things? The questions splashed through the young man’s mind, curious and pointed but whether that had any effect on the candidate was up to him. The mind inside the egg took great pleasure as it gently pushed and pulled at memories here and there, pulling escapades to the fore with delight before stuffing them back down. What an interesting mind and then the presence was gone like a wisp of smoke.



Egg #10 to Narinoa

Such deference, such respect shown to its mother and the presence inside Narinoa’s decided he was a fine lad. Thoughts and ideals, habits and actions pulled out and rifled through before gently placed back. Narinoa did good things, even if he thought differently, perhaps there would be someone here for the healer. Was he a healer? It seemed he was. The small presence liked the calm of Narinoa’s mind and would have rolled around in it for hours if a nap didn’t suddenly call to it. It left Narinoa with a sense of success and a future full of potential before yawning deeply as it slipped away.
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Katiryn frowned when she didn't immediately sense the presence in her mind and wondered if the little gold was okay. But when the wave of exhaustion hit her and her knees wobbled slightly, Katiryn knew they had connected. She was a little worried for the dragonet if she was feeling so tired but the thought was shoved aside when the sensation of approval struck her. A tear escaped as Katiryn nodded at the strength needed to keep helping her daddy and how hard it had been at the beginning. He had been so angry and dejected in turns. She worried often for him and quietly begged Ghaeth more than once when K'tir slept to not take them between. They would get through it and she fully believed it now.

The slow departure at first didn't bother her, as Katiryn enjoyed the small connection, even if the assurance of moments before had faded. But the disconnection did start to drag and she worried about being rude and taking her hand away before the dragonet had dismissed her. Finally, when the feeling of being alone in her head was once more evident, Katiryn stepped back and lowered her hand. She gave Ferra a smile before walking away, lost in thought about the brief-yet-lingering experience.

Normally she would still go and Touch another egg or two despite the desire to end up on gold, but this time, Katiryn decided she was done. She was left warmed and reassured about her dad and everything she had been doing to help him and a part of her was convinced this was the dragon she was meant for. A little further reflection was in order and perhaps a bit of dissuading herself from the idea this was her dragon. If she was wrong, she would be utterly devastated if she latched onto the idea too much. So she took a seat in the stands to think while watching her friends continue with the Touching.
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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Mylorah giggled as the presence joyously swooped around inside her mind. She thought it would be a curious little thing but it seemed to know what it was interested in as it latched onto her recent thoughts and seemed to approve. She wasn’t one for needing approval from others but sometimes it was nice and right then, she loved how this dragonet appreciated having fun and simply living. She tried thinking about some of the other things she got into and even did her best to bring up memories of her Sir Tazicurls and Fetch to go along with the bronzeriders it seemed fond of.

But the whirlwind of a presence vanished before she could truly share much about those men and Mylorah sighed with a small smile. No matter. While she hadn’t believed the dragonets remembered their interactions from the Touching, she did still hope it left the dragonet in good spirits and gave them something to recall and occupy themselves with. Surely it had to be boring within the shell, though perhaps they were sleeping? It would make sense given the lack of recalling these moments.

She was thinking too hard on how it all worked instead of simply enjoying the moment. Mylorah chided herself as she continued toward another egg. No one knew how these things worked or why they did it but it was fun and that was the important part. Well, usually fun. Sometimes terrible memories or self-doubt were brought to light but so long as they weren’t as nightmarish as what happened at Thallyath’s maiden clutch, Mylorah didn’t overly mind those moments either.

But just to be safe, she cleared her mind, banishing such negative thoughts as she reached out for the next.


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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Orgailian startled at the loud presence suddenly in his mind and he chuckled with a shake of his head. Of course he found a boisterous egg in a sea of possibilities. It also seemed to have a short attention span with how quickly it was there and then simply wasn’t. He gave the egg a quizzical look as if it would help bring the dragonet back out to play. That didn’t happen, which didn’t surprise him, but did still make his lips tug down in a crooked frown.

Still, he felt lighter and… brighter. That was odd to think but the presence had cheered him up and made him feel like the trip to Benden wasn’t entirely horrible. It also made him realise that perhaps he was being a tad too serious lately and not focusing enough on having fun or simply socialising. It was okay to do more than read or write, Orgailian! He rolled his eyes at himself and made a vague promise that maybe he’d do that later before meandering over to another egg.


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Written By: Insulting Truths
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“Curious fella,” Ulliendis muttered with a smile as the questions came at him. He could appreciate that trait since he was much the same way. It served his craft well, just as a good answer did. He did his best to reply to every question he could recall and sometimes threw in a question of his own but they seemed to go unnoticed. Perhaps the dragonet didn’t have the answer or perhaps the presence was all just impressions and the questions weren’t even real.

It didn’t matter; Ulliendis was having a good time as memories were brought up and seemed to be inspected before another took its place. Unhatched dragonets were such fascinating creatures! Maybe he’d ask Rhamnus more about dragons in this state, though he knew the Healer hadn’t taken much interest in dragon healing and might not know.

He sighed at the sudden disconnect and how he felt empty and alone. Again he wondered if the brief connection of minds was what it was like all of the time for a dragonrider. To feel another in his head was odd, a little worrisome with some things he knew and did, but he also liked it. It left him feeling warm and special—more so than usual. Ulliendis knew his worth.

He doubted much time had passed, despite how long it felt answering questions, so Ulliendis made his way to another egg. He hoped to get at least get three eggs in since not only was the experience exciting but he could better compare each interaction with himself as well as with other Candidates.

With his second egg spotted, Ulliendis waited for the current visitor to walk off, counted to twenty to give the dragonet a moment, and then introduced himself with a hand to the shell.


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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Despite the goal to be a dragonhealer, Narinoa hadn’t thought of himself as a healer before that moment. But he supposed he was. Animal healer could work as a title for him with his beastcraft training and now… dragonhealer. It was odd to think still but he was smiling all the same. The dragonet had confidence in him and cheered him on, encouraged him to keep going and not linger in the past. The fact that he wasn’t being judged for what he saw as flaws and bad decisions was nice and Narinoa realised he really was his own worst enemy and critic.

The smile stayed in place as they enjoyed the calm together. Since finding the passion to continue and grow with the craft, Narinoa did feel more at peace with himself as a whole. He did still have his doubts but who didn’t? He brought up happier memories to help keep the good vibes going until he yawned, thanks to his little friend’s need for a nap. Narinoa mourned the loss but didn’t want to bother the dragonet further and hoped it would get a nap soon. Given the busy day ahead of it, several might be needed.

Picking his way carefully through the clutch and stepping aside when another Candidate came by, Narinoa found his next egg. “And what do you have in store for me, little one?” He asked under his breath as he touched the shell.


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The sense of challenge was almost condescending, and Taydarell straightened as he pulled back from the egg. There was a sense of…hope?…there as well, as the mind inside that shell seemed to feel he might be able to make something of himself. Feeling all at once too young, too small, but still somehow wanting to prove that he was ready, even if only to himself, Taydarell frowned, thoughtful. He had what it took. And if he didn’t yet, he would. He knew he would. He hoped he would…

He wound away from that particular egg past other candidates, all of them a number of years older than him, and he felt very small, barely able to see over the dragon eggs. Pressing his lips into a firm line, he made his way towards another that he hadn’t seen anyone touch yet, and placed his hands on the rough, warm surface.



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There was something just absolutely funny about an ugly gold dragon, and Zelly couldn't help but giggle along wit the happy bubbly feeling from the dragon. She was still giggling even as she bid a quiet farewell and pulled away from the egg to look around. She really didn't see any point in further delaying meeting the gold egg at this point though. Not that the other eggs were any less interesting just because they weren't as shiny, but the gold egg was why she was there after all.

Zelana took a moment to look around at the other eggs as she made her careful way towards the gold egg, making little mental notes for ones that looked like they were worth a visit after she'd touched the golden lady and seen what she had to... say? Feel? It really was a very odd experience for her still, but as she touched more eggs she was finding it a bit less bizarre at least. Hopefully that was a good thing.

She circled around the gold egg when she arrived, taking her time to size it up, looking for a good spot to set her hands. This was supposed to be the important one after all, so she put just a little more care into it as she finally set her hands down and did her best to think hopeful and curious thoughts.


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Written By: BardlyThere
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Ferra hadn't been expecting that little bit of encouragement, part of her had been so worried about the what ifs, what if she wasn't good enough? What if despite all of her studies she still didn't make the cut? What if it was all for nothing? And yet, here was a gentle nudge to remember she was strong. She had to be, or how would she get everything done in the first place? And keep getting things done for that matter. And even her little silly moment seemed to be appreciated, which was another thing she hadn't expected. She did spend a lot of time trying to encourage her sisters to be a bit more serious, but maybe... it was fine?

The sudden sleepy feeling that swept through her mind made her blink and yawn herself before she pulled away and rubbed her eyes. Maybe things would be okay. Maybe she just needed a little bit of a nap after all this was done with to sort through her thoughts, try to think of things in a little bit more positive light, and find her strength. She'd been strong enough to come to a different Weyr after all for a hatching despite not having her family along for support.

Maybe she was strong enough that she should see what another egg felt like? She'd never been particularly interested in anything other than gold, but maybe seeing what the other eggs felt like would make it easier to relate to them, to help lead... or do whatever it was she would be doing when she Impressed. Or was that presumptuous? No, just curious, she decided. She was allowed to not be nervous about things! At least for right now. She hoped. She muttered a soft thanks to the gold egg and then as she was making her way back stopped at an egg that just happened to be empty and gently set her hands on it.


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Written By: BardlyThere
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Zoremet gave only the tiniest bit of frown at the egg. This wasn't the first one to seem disappointed in him, and he wasn't especially upset by it. Clearly he didn't measure up in some way... or maybe he did and the egg would change its mind. Maybe the thing the egg thought it hated was the thing it would realize it needed and it would want him anyway when the time came. Or maybe not. It was always hard to tell how things were going to go (and if he could tell, he wouldn't be so nervous every time he Stood!)

Either way, he hoped that the egg did find the person who was correct and right, someone who could make it happy, and he thanked the egg for its time before pulling away and straightening back up. Now where did he want to go? There was always just wandering to wherever he was drawn, not like he could get lost in the Sands.

So he took his time, meandering about, pretty sure he had accidentally passed by the first egg he had touched again before turning and wandering a bit more. At least he hoped that earlier egg had been the one and that the one he just stopped at wasn't the same. That would be embarrassing for sure. Maybe he should just touch in a line next time, from one egg to another to make sure he didn't have these sorts of worries in the future. Unless he Impressed and didn't have to do anymore Touchings. That was also an option. Either way, hopefully this egg would be a little understanding about his confusion, and if he'd messed up and gone to the same egg, hopefully it would just forgive him and send him on his way quickly.


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Written By: Pallas
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Touching: Egg 01
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Nimuelan laughed softly at the way the eleventh egg responded to her and smiled as it examined her fast and furiously before retreating. She did very much like dragon children, in fact, she liked them more than people-people sometimes. The excitement and chaos both left her grinning as she moved onto another egg, stepping around another few candidates to get to one that was leaning a bit to the right and forward.

Her hands brushed the bumpy surface of the egg and she cleared her mind so as to be ready for it. She was thinking bright and cheerful thoughts for all the eggs, she couldn't help herself. If she were chosen to be a lifemate for one of them, it would be perfect and she couldn't wait to meet them on the sands when they hatched. It would be fantastic! Meeting them in the Touching was already splendid.
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Written By: DeeStar
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Kelian was always excited about hatchings, no matter how many she attended or how many times she had been left standing. And by the shell had she been left standing. A lot. Of course, so had her father's weyrmate, Vaeyla, and just look at the beautiful golden Queen she had Impressed! Thinking of that had always given Kelian the extra boost she needed if ever she felt disheartened on the hatching sands.

However, with everything that had recently happened in Benden, and the other weyrs, and even as cheerful as she tried to be, it was hard to combat the constantly sinking feeling in her gut. Not so much that she wouldn't Impress a dragon of her own, just a sinking feeling in general. With so many deaths, both human and dragon, so much sickness, her father included, and so much fear running rampant it was hard to stay positive. And yet, they had to, didn't they? There were eggs hardening on the sands, with precious baby dragons in them that needed to find their mates. They couldn't let them down, couldn't allow them to go Between! So, when the candidates were called to go to the sands for the touching, Kelian swallowed her uncertainty and fears and followed along with the rest of the candidates.

Once on the hot sands she listened and did as they were bade. She offered a warm but respectful greeting to both Mizeath and Ameris before letting her eyes wander the large clutch of eggs, settling finally on the gold egg that was set off by itself. She gazed at it longingly for a long while before she moved off to wander through the other eggs first, allowing the other girls the chance to touch the gold egg first. Sure she could have rushed over to the gold egg too but she felt that would have been selfish of her. She couldn't tell you why it seemed selfish to her, it just did for some reason, so she waited. Instead she found herself, after carefully and thoughtfully wandering through the clutch, standing before a random egg that looked much like its fellows. The egg before her was the same greenish mottled as the others but had several lumps and bumps, apparently an active little dragon resided inside.

Kel gave a small smile and lifted her hand and reached out to touch the shell, hesitating just a moment while she cleared her mind of any lingering dark or sad thoughts. She wanted happy thoughts in her mind while she tried to connect with the baby in the egg. She thought of sunny days in the weyr bowl, looking after her little brothers, and helping bathe her family member's dragons, things that made her happy. She pushed all the darkness and sadness in her mind as far away as she could, the babies shouldn't be burdened with those thoughts at all unless they wanted to know she supposed, then she gently laid her palm against the warm, hardened shell and said, "Good morning little one!", and waited to see if she would earn a response.

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#24
Rakka hesitated, there was so much uncertainty in the air around her, perhaps it was all coming from her. She loved dragons, adored them, was enchanted by the spell they cast over her whenever she was around them. And yet, here on the sands, in the presence of the queen, in front of all the beautiful eggs, she balked. It wasn't that she was afraid, Rakka was afraid of nothing! It was more that she was indecisive, and uncertain.

A number of other girls had already touched the gold egg, and yet the beautiful egg mesmerized her. She was a little greedy and perhaps confident that there was a chance she could impress the glorious queen which lurked inside the egg, ever growing, soon to spill from the protective casing onto the sands and choose one of the women here. Why couldn't it be Rakka?

Carefully she picked her way across the sand, looking at each egg with quiet curiosity, they were all such beautiful creations, masterpieces. Long legs covered the distance quickly, gangly arm reaching out, elegant long fingers stretching slowly, carefully towards the egg on the hot sands. She slowly dragged her fingers over the shell, her heart fluttering at the idea of the beautiful creature inside.

Perhaps she was overly deferent towards dragons, but it was part of how she had been raised. And also part of her, dragons were beautiful, glorious creatures. She let her full hand rest on the golden egg closing her eyes to shut out any distraction as she tried to feel something... anything, convincer herself that there really was a little dragon inside the egg.



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