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!
07.Jan.24, 10:04 AM
Ta'sin had been floating between Weyrs, keeping himself entertained... if that entertainment tended to come at the (gentle) expense of someone else, well, never had anyone claimed that Ta'sin was innocent. Of anything, really. Probably he'd been born a thieving little trouble maker - that's what his mother had always told him, anyway, and really, she would know. Conveniently, it was that reason that found him in Igen when one of their little golds decided to take to the skies. An excellent way to spend an evening!
Convenience? Really? Cernovith's voice positively oozed with innocence, and Sin laughed softly to himself as he watched from a lower level weyr he'd occupied for the last couple of days.
"Oh, I see," he laughed, watching as his dragon floated through the flurry of wings above, moving from where he had been lounging around by the lake, half dozing, to joining the others in the area surrounding the very lovely young gold. Sin rolled his eyes as he listened to his dragon waxing mental poetry - he wasn't prone to flooding a blooding gold with babble, after all, it hadn't done him any favours with the greens he'd chased.
Leaving his dragon to his internal wooing, Sin slipped out of his clothing, and pulled on a pair of lazy-day pants, and a shirt that had seen better days. Win or lose, he was planning to have some fun, but not at the expense of his clothing! Grinning cheerfully, Ta'sin bound out of his weyr, and slipped in to follow the others that were meandering their way towards goldrider whatever her name and rank was. Ta'sin wasn't really interested in knowing that information right now!
"Oh, I see," he laughed, watching as his dragon floated through the flurry of wings above, moving from where he had been lounging around by the lake, half dozing, to joining the others in the area surrounding the very lovely young gold. Sin rolled his eyes as he listened to his dragon waxing mental poetry - he wasn't prone to flooding a blooding gold with babble, after all, it hadn't done him any favours with the greens he'd chased.
Leaving his dragon to his internal wooing, Sin slipped out of his clothing, and pulled on a pair of lazy-day pants, and a shirt that had seen better days. Win or lose, he was planning to have some fun, but not at the expense of his clothing! Grinning cheerfully, Ta'sin bound out of his weyr, and slipped in to follow the others that were meandering their way towards goldrider whatever her name and rank was. Ta'sin wasn't really interested in knowing that information right now!
