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!
24.Jun.22, 03:16 AM
Mylorah smacked K'dar on the arm to show her irritation with him, though she was certain the narrowed eyes she leveled on him would have been enough. "There's no drama, K'dar, and if there was, I would handle it myself. What Gaili was being a brat about was that I'm friends with Harpers--ex-Harpers? Have you spent five minutes with Ulliendis?" She knew perfectly well that Orgailian had meant Gangleri and while K'dar knew she knew the Master Harper, she still felt it best not to point out that they usually ended up naked when left alone. But Ulliendis was also a bed buddy and on a whole new level of dramatics so he was safe enough to use as a distraction--one that seemed to work as K'dar seemed to consider it and nod.
She let out a sigh and leaned in to kiss his forehead. "I'm sorry. I know you're trying to be better about that," she stated before he had a chance to explain himself. She was being unfair to her brother and knew it. The man had just come out of a three day coma! Being confused, a little slow on grasping meanings, and falling back into old ways were all very natural. Rh'us had warned them about things that might happen if--she did have a moment of hatred for the Healer when he said that--he woke again but for the most part, he still seemed himself and she'd forgotten all that they had been told.
And then, thankfully, the conversation turned away from her love life but unfortunately back to the guilt all of her brothers seemed to have. None of them were to blame! And she certainly didn't want K'dar lurking and popping in whenever he could to ensure she was safe. Knowing her oldest brother, he was already working out a way to take T'ryn's double weyr even further and explain to Weyrleader S'far why he needed at least four joined together with all exits but one sealed off so he could keep them safely guarded. At least the idea of fighting seemed to keep that idea from forming out loud. She still didn't trust him not to think about it, though.
When Orgailian stood up, she instinctively started to ask if he needed anything but his words stopped her. He had been in a good mood (for him) minutes ago, what had happened and why the comment about lurking attackers? The defending themselves talk. Damn. She smacked K'dar's arm again. "You jerks," she hissed when Orgailian was out of sight. "T'ryn smack Zoremet for me, please?" T'ryn was getting too good at rolling his eyes at them but he did what she asked; in his own way that saw a gentle tap to Zory's knee.
Keeping her voice low, Mylorah explained the little she knew for certain, "in the few days when he was still delirious from pain and fellis, he kept mumbling he was useless and that he was sorry to Zoremet. But how about we all stop blaming ourselves and focus on healing and keeping an eye out for more trouble?" She still didn't know if her brothers had been targeted intentionally and were at risk because they survived or if it had just been bad luck. Either way, the buddy system, even to the bathroom, was starting to seem like a good idea again.
She let out a sigh and leaned in to kiss his forehead. "I'm sorry. I know you're trying to be better about that," she stated before he had a chance to explain himself. She was being unfair to her brother and knew it. The man had just come out of a three day coma! Being confused, a little slow on grasping meanings, and falling back into old ways were all very natural. Rh'us had warned them about things that might happen if--she did have a moment of hatred for the Healer when he said that--he woke again but for the most part, he still seemed himself and she'd forgotten all that they had been told.
And then, thankfully, the conversation turned away from her love life but unfortunately back to the guilt all of her brothers seemed to have. None of them were to blame! And she certainly didn't want K'dar lurking and popping in whenever he could to ensure she was safe. Knowing her oldest brother, he was already working out a way to take T'ryn's double weyr even further and explain to Weyrleader S'far why he needed at least four joined together with all exits but one sealed off so he could keep them safely guarded. At least the idea of fighting seemed to keep that idea from forming out loud. She still didn't trust him not to think about it, though.
When Orgailian stood up, she instinctively started to ask if he needed anything but his words stopped her. He had been in a good mood (for him) minutes ago, what had happened and why the comment about lurking attackers? The defending themselves talk. Damn. She smacked K'dar's arm again. "You jerks," she hissed when Orgailian was out of sight. "T'ryn smack Zoremet for me, please?" T'ryn was getting too good at rolling his eyes at them but he did what she asked; in his own way that saw a gentle tap to Zory's knee.
Keeping her voice low, Mylorah explained the little she knew for certain, "in the few days when he was still delirious from pain and fellis, he kept mumbling he was useless and that he was sorry to Zoremet. But how about we all stop blaming ourselves and focus on healing and keeping an eye out for more trouble?" She still didn't know if her brothers had been targeted intentionally and were at risk because they survived or if it had just been bad luck. Either way, the buddy system, even to the bathroom, was starting to seem like a good idea again.
