10.Feb.12, 03:17 AM
Valerian couldn’t say if given a choice to come South to live in a Weyr thus leaving behind everything and everyone he knew if he would take it. Before the plague he would have been happy to be Searched and then hope to Impress but there were still functional Northern Weyrs then and it would be easy enough to visit family or friends when the urge to do so struck. Now, however, they could never have contact with anyone from their lives before being Stolen and his family and Harper Hold would presume him dead. That wasn’t something that sat well with the young harper even with it being turns since he last saw a member of his family and having a lack of friends amongst the craft or holds he was assigned to. It was clear Erisi hated how he got to Katila and wouldn’t choose to come if he had been allowed and Valerian understood the reasons for feeling that way. If he had a different temperament he likely would be raging along with his fellow harper.
As it was, Valerian was more or less resigned to the twist of fate and said as much, “It sucks, a lot, but we’re stuck here now since it’s clear nothing we do or say will see us going North again. I’ve decided to just see it as a new adventure, take advantage of being a Harper that will have first dibs on writing new ballads about their struggles that may one day be known in the North when they return in full force, and ignore the dragonriders as much as possible because their arrogance is a complete turn off.” Some of the men he had seen in the dining hall had such a way to them that they managed to make Valerian curl his lips in disgust and on a few occasions actually want to punch someone. He never followed through on that desire but it was sometimes fun to fantasize about doing so.
As it was, Valerian was more or less resigned to the twist of fate and said as much, “It sucks, a lot, but we’re stuck here now since it’s clear nothing we do or say will see us going North again. I’ve decided to just see it as a new adventure, take advantage of being a Harper that will have first dibs on writing new ballads about their struggles that may one day be known in the North when they return in full force, and ignore the dragonriders as much as possible because their arrogance is a complete turn off.” Some of the men he had seen in the dining hall had such a way to them that they managed to make Valerian curl his lips in disgust and on a few occasions actually want to punch someone. He never followed through on that desire but it was sometimes fun to fantasize about doing so.