Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
11.Jul.13, 02:34 PM
Casa was not the only one who had been woken by the storm. Despite the rain, Aparicus pulled on a heavy shawl and her wide-brimmed hat. Her shared hut was not connected directly to the Dining Hall and she had plans of making sure her spice garden was not going to need her direct attention to keep from flooding. After her turns here, however, she’d learned how to build the little garden for drainage during the rain-filled months so when she walked by its little fence (courtesy of a very strange green-rider) she didn’t have to stay long to know that the plants would be fine.
Entering the dining hall, the farmcrafter took off her wide-brimmed hat to shake off the water as she looked at the sparse gathering of people. That was the best thing about these early morning hours – the danger of bumping elbows with someone was dramatically lower as the Weyr continued to sleep. Spotting a young girl with what seemed to be a whole pot of Klah to herself, Apari chuckled quietly and made her way into the kitchen. When she exited, she had a glass of juice in one hand and her hat in the other.
Sitting across from the young girl, Apari made a point of setting her hat in the empty seat beside her, hoping it would discourage anyone from sitting there as she took a sip from her juice. “My, a whole pot of Klah to yourself? You must have a busy day ahead of you.” Aparicus said in attempts to make easy conversation. Her voice had a note of happiness to it despite the weather outside.
Entering the dining hall, the farmcrafter took off her wide-brimmed hat to shake off the water as she looked at the sparse gathering of people. That was the best thing about these early morning hours – the danger of bumping elbows with someone was dramatically lower as the Weyr continued to sleep. Spotting a young girl with what seemed to be a whole pot of Klah to herself, Apari chuckled quietly and made her way into the kitchen. When she exited, she had a glass of juice in one hand and her hat in the other.
Sitting across from the young girl, Apari made a point of setting her hat in the empty seat beside her, hoping it would discourage anyone from sitting there as she took a sip from her juice. “My, a whole pot of Klah to yourself? You must have a busy day ahead of you.” Aparicus said in attempts to make easy conversation. Her voice had a note of happiness to it despite the weather outside.
