27.Jan.19, 08:53 AM
Azrin was bored. It wasn't that he was lacking in things to do. His days were spent with his wife, putting in fatherly time with the children not yet fostered off, playing with his herbs and potions, playing with a goldrider, or just simply mingling about Ista Hold. But it was routine and nothing exciting was going on. He also wanted to scope out potentials for new contacts within the Weyrs. Casa mentioned names here and there of people that were fun in bed or might like the non-sexual lessons he gave her but he wanted to know more about those that he could use and align with when time called for it.
While he could get Aldra to host a party for dragonriders, Azrin wasn't sure he wanted it in his own backyard, so to speak. There were too many people already under his roof that he had alliances with and he didn't want some seeing him with others. Naturally that meant going to one of his little brothers and since Gabrin played his own games and used his own rules, Jalazmar with his shiny new, albeit technically second hand and small, Hold of his own was once more in his sights.
It was why he currently sat in the lounge with the Lord and Lady of Hidden View Hold--such a quaint name-- sharing drinks and idle chit chat after the dinner he stopped in for unexpectedly. He was sprawled rather comfortably on the couch opposite the one Jalazmar and Xyliah snuggled on. He had to admit, it was still adorable how much they cared for each other. Azrin himself loved his wife, which he was certain would shock most of his family and all of his lovers, so he did genuinely like seeing the Little Lamb happy with his last second arranged wife. Although if he was ever asked, he'd admit that he didn't think the match would work and they'd never interact outside of public obligations.
"I must apologise again for the surprise visit but compliments to your kitchen staff for whipping together such a fine meal for us." Azrin lifted his glass in slight salute and sipped the brandy within. "Now that the dining and pleasantries are done with, I did have a purpose for coming. None of us can forget the great fires this past summer and the sacrifices and heroics. It's those heroics I want to reward. Well, for you to reward. The dragonriders saved lives and property at great risk to themselves, including a goldrider. Ista already hosted a function to celebrate them but it was also rather sombre given the timing. Now, however, I feel is the right time to give them another chance to be celebrated, especially since the wounded should be well healed."
Azrin had had a lot of time to think through all the angles of his proposition since having the idea and Casa had filled him in on a lot of the details from the dragonrider side of things. He knew for a fact that all those that had been in the makeshift infirmary had been released and the ones that still lived in Ista seemed to be recovered and in high spirits once more. He doubted they would have been able to attend Ista's party so they could be used as a reason for the late timing of this gather.
"It is also a strong political move for your Hold, Little Lambs," Azrin included Xyliah in his nickname for Jalazmar, somewhat to see if she noticed and what her reaction would be but also because she was adorable and innocent like a lamb. She also had curly hair which was what originally earned his brother the name. "You may say you support the dragonriders and attend functions they are at, but it is not a true alliance until you do something yourself. You need to show them and your other allies and even your own people that you are with the dragonriders and accept their being here and that you are willing to aid them when needed."
While he could get Aldra to host a party for dragonriders, Azrin wasn't sure he wanted it in his own backyard, so to speak. There were too many people already under his roof that he had alliances with and he didn't want some seeing him with others. Naturally that meant going to one of his little brothers and since Gabrin played his own games and used his own rules, Jalazmar with his shiny new, albeit technically second hand and small, Hold of his own was once more in his sights.
It was why he currently sat in the lounge with the Lord and Lady of Hidden View Hold--such a quaint name-- sharing drinks and idle chit chat after the dinner he stopped in for unexpectedly. He was sprawled rather comfortably on the couch opposite the one Jalazmar and Xyliah snuggled on. He had to admit, it was still adorable how much they cared for each other. Azrin himself loved his wife, which he was certain would shock most of his family and all of his lovers, so he did genuinely like seeing the Little Lamb happy with his last second arranged wife. Although if he was ever asked, he'd admit that he didn't think the match would work and they'd never interact outside of public obligations.
"I must apologise again for the surprise visit but compliments to your kitchen staff for whipping together such a fine meal for us." Azrin lifted his glass in slight salute and sipped the brandy within. "Now that the dining and pleasantries are done with, I did have a purpose for coming. None of us can forget the great fires this past summer and the sacrifices and heroics. It's those heroics I want to reward. Well, for you to reward. The dragonriders saved lives and property at great risk to themselves, including a goldrider. Ista already hosted a function to celebrate them but it was also rather sombre given the timing. Now, however, I feel is the right time to give them another chance to be celebrated, especially since the wounded should be well healed."
Azrin had had a lot of time to think through all the angles of his proposition since having the idea and Casa had filled him in on a lot of the details from the dragonrider side of things. He knew for a fact that all those that had been in the makeshift infirmary had been released and the ones that still lived in Ista seemed to be recovered and in high spirits once more. He doubted they would have been able to attend Ista's party so they could be used as a reason for the late timing of this gather.
"It is also a strong political move for your Hold, Little Lambs," Azrin included Xyliah in his nickname for Jalazmar, somewhat to see if she noticed and what her reaction would be but also because she was adorable and innocent like a lamb. She also had curly hair which was what originally earned his brother the name. "You may say you support the dragonriders and attend functions they are at, but it is not a true alliance until you do something yourself. You need to show them and your other allies and even your own people that you are with the dragonriders and accept their being here and that you are willing to aid them when needed."