11.May.20, 03:47 AM
Aederyn was delightfully innocent and perhaps a bit too trusting. He could point out several times since they left the Bowl where he could have harmed her or even poisoned her with the stew she now ate. She also harboured a feisty streak, which he had seen hints of, especially when it came to the integrity of her craft. She reminded him a lot of a certain female greenrider he knew and might even be tempted to call friend. That woman put far too much trust in him but also called out some of his shenanigans which was amusing. He had a feeling Aederyn would be much the same and D'hys decided he could continue playing the shining hero the girl was obviously desperate for.
"No disrespect taken. I've likely heard it all before and once people try what I'm offering, their tune changes and they're begging for more." D'hys grinned, doing his best not to be too heavy-handed with the innuendo as he didn't want to scare the girl away just yet. If only she knew what was hidden behind one of his doors! He supposed she could be interested in that level of play but they had time to work their way there.
He shifted, making himself as comfortable as one could be in a kitchen chair and figured he could divulge some more information about his past. "My mother was a greenrider. Before the plague, women were a frequent enough sight on greens and even a few on blues. In recent clutches, the dragons seem to be drawn more to women once more, giving us a handful of greens and a couple of blues." His personal view on that matter was whatever made the dragon happy. D'hys didn't care who rode on the back of a dragon so long as their mind was sound and they treated their dragon with love and respect.
"And Weyrs do take in some people that just show up. We could always use an extra set of hands, but we could also ask a Searchrider to take a look at you and get you in as a Candidate." Zeianth could do it, but he wasn't classified as a true Search dragon since they kept that fact to themselves. Aederyn's friend, R'dal, was a Searchrider and D'hys wondered if the pair had already secretly checked her out and what the result was. Possibly negative if that hyper child hadn't spilled the beans already.
"No disrespect taken. I've likely heard it all before and once people try what I'm offering, their tune changes and they're begging for more." D'hys grinned, doing his best not to be too heavy-handed with the innuendo as he didn't want to scare the girl away just yet. If only she knew what was hidden behind one of his doors! He supposed she could be interested in that level of play but they had time to work their way there.
He shifted, making himself as comfortable as one could be in a kitchen chair and figured he could divulge some more information about his past. "My mother was a greenrider. Before the plague, women were a frequent enough sight on greens and even a few on blues. In recent clutches, the dragons seem to be drawn more to women once more, giving us a handful of greens and a couple of blues." His personal view on that matter was whatever made the dragon happy. D'hys didn't care who rode on the back of a dragon so long as their mind was sound and they treated their dragon with love and respect.
"And Weyrs do take in some people that just show up. We could always use an extra set of hands, but we could also ask a Searchrider to take a look at you and get you in as a Candidate." Zeianth could do it, but he wasn't classified as a true Search dragon since they kept that fact to themselves. Aederyn's friend, R'dal, was a Searchrider and D'hys wondered if the pair had already secretly checked her out and what the result was. Possibly negative if that hyper child hadn't spilled the beans already.