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30.Jul.13, 04:14 PM
Arddra did expect some protest about Dragonriders when she mentioned criminal in the same line but Bordtai's reaction was more extreme than she expected. Arddra sat back on her heels and regarded him. Then Nellaris as she added her comment.
"I did not say ALL dragonriders were criminal, just that many of them are. Kidnapping and raping people is considered criminal in every Hold and Hall I have been in." Arddra said coldly. "I am glad the kidnappings have stopped and it does seem there is better more honorable leadership in place now at least on that score. But unlike those who are born in the Weyr, not all of us were here by choice. I have accepted my place is here now and my own real hope for a future is to Impress a gold which I really do desire."
The painful truth was if that dragonrider had waited a few days, maybe a week, her husband probably would have died and she would have jumped at the chance to get away and join herself with a Dragon. Her grief would have made staying all the harder. But she was never given a choice, snatched up with barely a chance to scream. Terror had kept her quiet for a long time but now, it was hard not to let the old anger come forth. Taking a deep breath she let it go, she had to. She couldn't harbor resentments if she hoped to Impress a gold next time.
"To be perfectly honest, among the candidates I have been with, you all seem good honest people. It's just the older Dragonriders, the original ones who came here, I don't trust. Some of them are criminals, even if their fellows don't see them as that. Dragonriders aren't perfect, nobody is."
Looking over at Nellaris Arddra smiled and nodded. She couldn't agree more, gold dragons were magnificent once the initial fear of such large predators wore off. "They are truly beautiful..it took me awhile to feel comfortable around such large creatures but most seem to be of a gentle nature and unwilling to hurt a human. There are times I think herdbeasts are more a threat to us than the dragons. The hatchlings are clumsy and I learned the few injuries during hatching aren't intentional on the dragonets' part. No more than the playful nips of a canine."
When the question of threadfall is put before her Arddra frowned. She heard the tales, learned the Harper teaching songs but she doubted Thread would return. It may have fallen in the past but a part of her felt it was just stories the dragonriders circulated to justify their dominance till the plague nearly wiped them all out of existence.
"I have heard the Harper songs about Thread," Arddra said neutrally, "It is hard to believe such a danger would come back again after so long."
"I did not say ALL dragonriders were criminal, just that many of them are. Kidnapping and raping people is considered criminal in every Hold and Hall I have been in." Arddra said coldly. "I am glad the kidnappings have stopped and it does seem there is better more honorable leadership in place now at least on that score. But unlike those who are born in the Weyr, not all of us were here by choice. I have accepted my place is here now and my own real hope for a future is to Impress a gold which I really do desire."
The painful truth was if that dragonrider had waited a few days, maybe a week, her husband probably would have died and she would have jumped at the chance to get away and join herself with a Dragon. Her grief would have made staying all the harder. But she was never given a choice, snatched up with barely a chance to scream. Terror had kept her quiet for a long time but now, it was hard not to let the old anger come forth. Taking a deep breath she let it go, she had to. She couldn't harbor resentments if she hoped to Impress a gold next time.
"To be perfectly honest, among the candidates I have been with, you all seem good honest people. It's just the older Dragonriders, the original ones who came here, I don't trust. Some of them are criminals, even if their fellows don't see them as that. Dragonriders aren't perfect, nobody is."
Looking over at Nellaris Arddra smiled and nodded. She couldn't agree more, gold dragons were magnificent once the initial fear of such large predators wore off. "They are truly beautiful..it took me awhile to feel comfortable around such large creatures but most seem to be of a gentle nature and unwilling to hurt a human. There are times I think herdbeasts are more a threat to us than the dragons. The hatchlings are clumsy and I learned the few injuries during hatching aren't intentional on the dragonets' part. No more than the playful nips of a canine."
When the question of threadfall is put before her Arddra frowned. She heard the tales, learned the Harper teaching songs but she doubted Thread would return. It may have fallen in the past but a part of her felt it was just stories the dragonriders circulated to justify their dominance till the plague nearly wiped them all out of existence.
"I have heard the Harper songs about Thread," Arddra said neutrally, "It is hard to believe such a danger would come back again after so long."
