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2023/08/04 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!
2023/01/07 Welcome to the New Year! We are now ELEVEN years old! Thank you, all of you, for your love and writing! I am looking forward to spending another year with youall! In addition, a new Default colour scheme is in progress and will hopefully be available soon! All my love! ThistleProse
2022/07/29 Gold Malvayth and Bronze Xyxyth clutch is Hatching! Come and join the shenannigans 743.08.03 | NIGHT STALKERS HATCHING and bring the popcorn!
2022/05/11 Gold Malvayth has Flown, caught by Bronze Xyxyth of A'tay. Their Hatching will be PC, and take place in Telgar in August around the 20-22nd! Update your Candidate Applications and prepare for some fun!
2022/04/21 New default layout! I hope you enjoy it! If you find any bugs, please report them in the discord #bug-squishing channel!
05/JUL It’s Hatching time!! Come take part in the shenanigans here
30/JUN Gold Thallyath of Ista Weyr has laid a clutch! More information here
27/JUN A bluerider, and then a greenrider, are found dead. More information here
25/JUN The Touching is up! Take part here
30/MAY After the Touching, many Candidates found themselves preyed upon in the form of their food. More information here
18/MAY Another goldrider - Ameris of Benden - is attacked. More information here
05/MAY Multiple individuals are attacked whilest out of the Weyr! More information here
04/MAY Take a chance OOC and guess who you think the murderer is! You can win prizes! More information here
03/MAY Goldrider Cazan and her twin brother Cazelarias are attacked. More information here
24/APR Goldrider Ashara of Fort is murdered by two brownriders. More information here
12/APR Searchrider B’jin was attacked at Telgar Weyr, surffering a slash to his throat. While in Benden, bluerider B’dor is found dead in his weyr. More info here
05/APRMore attacks occurred today. More information here
03/APRMultiple individuals found their death this day; more information here and here
28/MAR Tragedy has struck again! Across all the Weyrs, multiple people - primarily dragonriders - have fallen ill after eating muffins. There have been multiple deaths, and others are in criticle condition. More information here
24/MAR Weyrwoman Ameris and her son, Rislan, poisoned! More information here
18/MAR Benden’s Weyrleader M’ris and his children have been poisoned! Resulting in sickness and death. More information here
18/MAROn 18.03.742 Bronzerider A’dris of Vyaniorth was found dead in his personal bathing pool. He appears to have drowned after drinking an excess of alcohol. Afterwards it was realized that Machiya of Gold Cameth from Telgar Weyr had disappeared. Having never arrived at her destination, it is suspected she had an accident between.
11/MAR Gold Racoth of Donmaline went between taking Bronze Beruth of T’rel with her shortly after she had been caught, due to T’rel strangling Donmaline. He did not survive. more info
25/FEB Congratulations and thank-you to Guest for taking on a moderator role! <3
14/FEB Stars Above PC Hatching Link
06/JAN :o new layout is a WiP. Please report bugs in Discord.
01/JAN Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year!




Currently: Spring 03.745 al
Monthly Event
2024-February
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Welcome to the Month of Lovetm! This month's Monthly Event is all about Romance, whether it is asking someone out on a date, or getting sweaty between the sheets! Anything and everything counts, if it even looks sideways like it could be related to Valentine Day -- including lover's spats, or breaking up, Flights Wins (or Flight Losses!). Honestly, this month has a huge opportunity for interpertation, so go wild!



2023-December
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Ahh, the fresh snow, the crisp air, the naked trees... welcome to Winter! Or, just the Colder Months for those in the more Northern Weyrs, while Ista is just... not as hot. But it is time to enjoy the end of the Turn, so folks should get together, spend some time gossiping, and drinking Hot Chocolate (alcohol and marshmallows opional)... does Pern even have marshmallows????? (they do now!)



2023-November
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Feel like bitching? Wanna take part in a brawl? Or bet on someone? Take part in Brawls and Bitching this month! Boo-yeah!



2023-October
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Thistle flunked this month; You can still post until the end of November as a result <3
Experience, tell or hide from a Spooky Story!



2023-September
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The flu is running rampant, colds are clogging noses, and someone might have lost a limb?



2023-August
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Partake this month by going fishing... or anything that occurs while fishing, or dealing with fish!



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Undesired Friendship [Allendris]

V'ler
of Blue Veeth

Date of Birth
21.08.707, 37
Height
5’10
Eyes
Green
Build
Average
Hair
Brown, shaggy

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19
Posts
429

Written By: SunsetWay
#1
Was it worth it?

That was the question of the moment, wasn’t it? Valerian wished it wasn’t, wished he was still under the stars in his own hemisphere, and wished the man sitting further down on the beach would stop glaring at him like he had caused their misfortune. As far as he knew, he hadn’t. Then again, his mouth had landed him a few bruises over the Turns and he had made a handful of enemies by nature of his very profession so perhaps he did carry some of the fault; for himself. He didn’t even know the other man, he didn’t think, but he did see a lot of people on a daily basis though this particular man would have likely stuck out given his appearance and the way he carried himself. But the young lord, or so Valerian figured him to be, was currently of no importance. His situation was.

What had been the starting point that undoubtedly sent him down the path that ended on an island in what he had surmised to be the southern continent? That was simple enough to answer and the recalling of such a memory brought out a small grin at his audacity. He was only eleven, not quite yet a man and not at the proper age to apprentice at a Hall but that hadn’t stopped him from throwing down the hoe he had been using to tend to a field for the last three hours and loudly proclaiming he had had enough of turning the soil, planting seeds, and working until he dropped with exhaustion. He wanted to be a Harper and nothing would change his mind. As the second son, fourth child overall to his parents, he had seen the kindness and encouragement his siblings had received and while his chosen method of announcing his passion was questionable, Valerian knew it would be supported. It had been but only after a swift punishment for shirking his duties such as he had in front of the apprentices and journeyman they hosted that day.

Yes, that had been the point where his current path had been revealed leading him to Turn after Turn of studying and hard work of a different sort. Yet all of that practicing of songs, copying of records, shaping the wood for guitars, stretching the leather taut over the cylinder of a drum, and minding what he said to his masters until they believed he enjoyed everything he did had paid off and he became a journeyman. Unfortunately his first assignment saw him going to High Reaches to teach though it was he who had done the learning; he hated children and hated the snow and cold with nearly equalling passion. Although children with snowballs outranked both. Fortunately his next assignment had been in Southern Boll where they still had unruly brats running around but the weather was much fairer.

However, while his fit in his father’s field started it all, it was naturally his final location before the island that was the true culprit for being stolen away. He had returned to Harper Hold to relax and work on other aspects of the craft as teaching was something he simply put up with when the fateful moment hit, bringing him to not only a new location but, Valerian knew with unreasonable certainty, a new life.

The little boy in him, even the grown Harper, had felt a fluttering of joy when he awoke on the island and saw the large majestic blue beast. That joy attempted to turn into full blown excitement until Valerian realized he was in an unfamiliar area and a slight tingling of a memory of beating wings echoing in the night before everything went black hit him. He had been captured by the weyrfolk?

It didn’t matter in that moment the hows and whys of it all. Dragons lived! Regardless of the naysayers and the beatings he had received for attempting to enlighten the idiots that held land, Valerian never doubted that. It had always seemed impossible in his youth for an entire species of such magnificent creatures to be wiped out by an illness. Dragons and their riders never let harm befall the other so they would have come up with a solution to save as many as they could. It was a belief he had held onto all his life and it was with great internal fanfare and triumph that he took in the view of his first dragon.

But did they have to go and cart him away such as they had? Why had they done such a thing? At least his capturer had been kind enough to grab his guitar in the process though it was likely done out of a desire to leave no evidence behind.

So, was it worth it?

With another glance around him, keen eyes taking in everything from the instrument lying beside him to the decent sized hut that could no doubt house more than the two of them currently sharing the stretch of warm sand to the way the ocean lapped at the beach just mere feet from him, carrying the collected grains back into its large body for its own stolen adventure, Valerian shrugged. This was a new experience and he was starting to get restless at Harper Hall anyway so why not go along with being kidnapped by a dragonrider for a little longer to see where it took him? He was by no means ecstatic with what had happened but he was smart enough to know that he couldn’t change anything just yet, despite what I’shan – was that the bouncy and apologetic man’s name? – had said, explaining there was no way home now, that Katila was now home. Valerian would be the judge of that. Once he saw more than a tiny island and one building.

If nothing else, he could no doubt partake in a little enjoyment at the expense of his fellow beach mate who looked put out and frustrated. Yes, there was something sweet in adding to another’s foul mood to hide his own. “Sorry, did my kidnapping and being left here disturb your solitary brooding and star-gazing?”

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