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!
31.Dec.13, 07:14 PM
Faranath only knew how tired he was and yawning every five minutes or so only helped to remind him of his lack of sleep. He'd been up all night helping one of the animals give birth to a breach baby without having to sacrifice the mother or her offspring. It took hours. By the time he and one of the other Beastcrafters had gotten the two warm and asleep dawn had been just an hour away, leaving Firah little time to bathe, change and catch an hour or two of sleep before having to get up and start the day. Once all the other animals were fed and cared for he immediately wondered back to the Weyrfolk complex to nap. Unfortunately for him his body thought a half hour nap was good enough and forced him awake despite his exhaustion. Which was how he had found his way here, sitting against a tree outside of the complex with a wooden puzzle in hand and a small pouch of dried meat next to his leg, of which he was idly chewing on.
It was just one of those days. Maybe if he was lucky he could trick his body into a nap if he sat there long enough. Then again by the time he succeeded in falling asleep he'd probably just have to wake up again to check on the animals and clear the forest around them of predators who want an easy meal. With a small groan Firah shifted his body slightly, crossing his legs at the ankles and sliding a little lower to the ground against the tree. Looking down at the puzzle with a slight frown the Beastcrafter started on trying to solve it. While he prided himself in his ability to do the more advanced maths he had trouble solving tactile puzzles where if you pull one part slightly to the left another part could be moved slightly. He always seemed to push or pull the wrong piece and this particular one annoyed him to no end. Normally someone would give up on a puzzle they couldn't solve after numerous attempts, Firah was so annoyed with the puzzle that not solving it meant that the stupid pieces of wood would win. Which meant he would loose and he was not about to loose to a fucking inanimate object.
Growling as the puzzle once more proved the better of him, Firah hit it against the ground just to show the sharding thing who was the boss in their relationship. How was a small ball of wood so difficult to solve! Holding it up to eye level he inspected the seems and pieces trying to gleam some sort of information from it. Truthfully, it was better that he was taking his frustration out on the little puzzle than on the people around him. Another hatching was slowly approaching and while he was sure he wasn't going to Impress (he hadn't for the last dozen hatchings, so why would he now?) he would still have preferred it if the Gold had waited until after they had left the Southern continent to lay her eggs. He might have been long gone by then, back to his family and his craft. With a sigh he touched the puzzle to his head, reflecting quietly on the life he had lead for the past three turns.
It was just one of those days. Maybe if he was lucky he could trick his body into a nap if he sat there long enough. Then again by the time he succeeded in falling asleep he'd probably just have to wake up again to check on the animals and clear the forest around them of predators who want an easy meal. With a small groan Firah shifted his body slightly, crossing his legs at the ankles and sliding a little lower to the ground against the tree. Looking down at the puzzle with a slight frown the Beastcrafter started on trying to solve it. While he prided himself in his ability to do the more advanced maths he had trouble solving tactile puzzles where if you pull one part slightly to the left another part could be moved slightly. He always seemed to push or pull the wrong piece and this particular one annoyed him to no end. Normally someone would give up on a puzzle they couldn't solve after numerous attempts, Firah was so annoyed with the puzzle that not solving it meant that the stupid pieces of wood would win. Which meant he would loose and he was not about to loose to a fucking inanimate object.
Growling as the puzzle once more proved the better of him, Firah hit it against the ground just to show the sharding thing who was the boss in their relationship. How was a small ball of wood so difficult to solve! Holding it up to eye level he inspected the seems and pieces trying to gleam some sort of information from it. Truthfully, it was better that he was taking his frustration out on the little puzzle than on the people around him. Another hatching was slowly approaching and while he was sure he wasn't going to Impress (he hadn't for the last dozen hatchings, so why would he now?) he would still have preferred it if the Gold had waited until after they had left the Southern continent to lay her eggs. He might have been long gone by then, back to his family and his craft. With a sigh he touched the puzzle to his head, reflecting quietly on the life he had lead for the past three turns.
