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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!
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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!
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30/JUN Gold Thallyath of Ista Weyr has laid a clutch! More information here
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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
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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
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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
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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!)



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[G] [P] 739.05.28 | Cautious Congratulations
9am | S'oll

Mylorah
of Gold Amagrith

Date of Birth
10.02.721, 24
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5'8
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Written By: SunsetWay
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When only a few eggs remained, Mylorah didn’t care if she Impressed or not; she just wanted to get off the Sands so she could go congratulate her friends and brother. Also, it was getting a bit unbearably hot and standing around for a few hours in the heat was starting to wear her down. When the last two babies started fighting but stopped when they Impressed, Mylorah gave a little happy clap as she watched another friend bond. In the end, she hadn’t found her own lifemate but so many people she knew or cared for had and that was just as amazing. A few hugs were given to those that didn’t Impress and she whispered encouraging words about the next clutch. With so many golds now, the clutches were happening more and more which removed some of the stress on the older Candidates since they didn’t have to worry about aging out before the next gold took to the skies.

They were being told to get off the Sands and Mylorah was happy to oblige. She quickly darted past some Candidates and where she saw A’tay and Madiquel oiling the sweet little bronze. Another hug was given with promises to chat more soon before she darted off again, not wanting to get caught up in the family she knew would want to see him. But instead of leaving all together, Mylorah spotted Siroll with his little monster and bit her lower lip. She counted him as a friend and really wanted to congratulate him as well since they hadn’t been standing near each other on the Sands to do so. But the brown was so intimidating that she couldn’t bring herself to move. All she could see was him on top of the girls and his callous words about them being weak and deserving it played in her head.

She almost turned on her heel to leave but wouldn’t that just be playing into the baby brown’s beliefs of women? True, she feared the dragonet but he had bonded to Siroll and he was kind under his gruff exterior and would do his best to keep his mate reigned in and keep her safe. She had never felt threatened with Siroll and that wasn’t going to start now because of a dragon.

With one step and then another, Mylorah was soon making her way to Siroll and stopped a few feet away from the pair. She knew dragonets weren’t fond of their riders having strong affectionate emotions for others in the early months and while she really wanted nothing more than to throw her arms around Siroll and hug him and kiss his cheek, she refrained.

“Hey, Siroll! Congratulations! I knew you’d make a great dragonrider and never doubted it.” She was nearly glowing from her smile and genuine happiness for the man and it took all her willpower to continue keeping her hands to herself. Her gaze, however, kept drifting to the beast beside him to make sure he wasn’t still hungry and about to lunge.

“Now I need to Impress gold so you can chase me one day,” she teased with a wink and light laugh.

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OOC: since this takes place right after the hatching Hux still can't controle his volume so she can hear all he says


S'oll had retreated to the far edge of where the other weyrlings had gathered, trying to keep his brown away from everyone else. Both because of what his dragon had done, what he said but also because he couldn't get the image of the two girls and the little green running towards them out of his head. She lost everything because of him and his dragon, the weyr had lost two candidates and a dragonet because of his lifemate. I did the right thing, the weyr need strength and Honor. Women are not strong and they do not belong on the backs of dragons, they are weak and their dragons even more so the brown looked up at him, his eyes no longer bloody red but an odd shade of yellow. "But you killed them, you didn't even know them" the brown snorted eye swirling yellow, he was itchy and despite his hunger having been settled he was not in a mood for his riders shocked state of mind. Not to mention that a woman had impressed and the young brown was not impressed with his sister. And hadn't his rider stopped him he'd have displayed it weary openly, not that he hadn't spoken cruel and cold words but still only words.

S'oll was quiet and pale as a ghost as he sat there, knee in the sand a wet cloth in his hands. Hands which were stained crimson from washing Huxlieth, stained with the blood of his fellow candidates. He had imaging many things could happen from impressing, but never had he imaging or wanted to imagine having to wash the blood of others off his dragon. Huxlieth hower did not seem to mind, the brown even seemed somewhat relaxed as his hide was cleaned from blood, sand and egg goo. And with his rider washing his hide, he was also the one ho saw the women approach. She comes from the sand, she wore clothes like S'oll and the real candidates. Huxlieth's lips peel back as he snarls at her S'oll's head swiping to the side to face her as his hand land on Huxlieth's back. He wasn't holding on the dragonet but he felt more secure that the brown wouldn't just charge and attack her if he had physical contact.

She congratulated him, her smile making him relax a little but only a little. He had been scared he had frightened every one he had managed to build a friendship with away, and especially her whom he considered a good friend. A friend he did not wanna lose. Huxlieth on the other hand, had no problem if she'd get lost. His eyes swirling red as he openly snarled at her. "Thank you Mylorah, you will too" she make a better one than him, her bonded wouldn't be a monster like Huxlieth. The weak is right, we will be strong, You and I are great and shall become greater than most. Prove that strength is need over the weakness the brown would say eye on his bonded who still kept his hand firmly pressed against the Browns back.

But Huxlieth had not failed to see her eyes drift to him, and he hadn't forgotten she was dressed in robs she did not belong in. Not to mention he did not like the fact that S'oll seemed happy to see her, happier than to see him. And S'oll belonged to Huxlieth, not this falls weak woman who thought she could be a candidate.  Women do not impress, they do not belong on the sands of strong riders. His voice cold and sharp as he looked at her teeth still flashed at her as a deep rumbling snarl left his throat. S'oll would grow paler as his bonded spoke the anger, disgust and dislike from his bonded rushing over his own mind. "No" he finally managed to speak eye on the brown who looked at him, "Mylorah, will make a great golde rider, she belongs here more than you know" the brown would hiss in protest tail trashing behind him hitting the bucket and spilling water over the sand. S'oll would have pulled away had it been any other situation the anger from his bonded making his own blood boil. But would the brown attack if he did not keep him in place? Would he attack Mylorah?

The new weyrling could feel how the brown struggled against the mental grip between them. But despite feeling helpless and just wanting to pull the brown under his arm and run away from everyone he couldn't, he needed to stay. Running wouldn't help, and he wasn't gonna run from his problems. But there were something ells behind the browns anger, he could teel that the young dragon was trying to make sense of the woman wanting to impress gold. It took him a second to unraveled what impressing gold meant to riders from his bonded's mind. It took a moment for him to stop snarling and look at Mylorah with suspicion. Lips still pulled back in a hiss, She should not stand if there is no gold for her to impress. the brown would rumble, as he kept on snarling towards the girl And he is My S'oll, not Siroll

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Mylorah
of Gold Amagrith

Date of Birth
10.02.721, 24
Height
5'8
Eyes
Light Brown
Build
Curvy
Hair
Brown, long

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33
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377

Written By: SunsetWay
#3
Mylorah knew she was playing with fire with each second that passed as she stood there by the brown pair. Siroll was still his usual self, perhaps even more withdrawn than usual but that was understandable considering he had Impressed to the dragonet that everyone feared or hated. Huxlieth, though, was unpredictable and while she had grown up believing that dragons never hurt humans without a very good reason, she was starting to think this one would be the exception to the rule and would harm women for the thrill of it and to prove some silly point he had in his head. How could he be so vicious fresh from the egg? At least he wasn’t trained to be that way from Siroll and that, yet again, brought comfort to her. She also saw how he tried to keep a hand on the little brown beast as if that might calm him. She hoped it did.

Siroll earned a smile at his compliment. “Thank you,” she replied softly, utterly touched he thought so highly of her. In truth, Mylorah wasn’t sure if she would make a great goldrider or not and had decided to keep her options open by Standing at all Ista clutches in case a green or even a blue would want her. The snarling drew her attention back to the dragon and Mylorah braced for whatever insult was about to be thrown her way now and simply shrugged as she heard what a lot of the dragonriders had been saying for years.

“Yeah, well, Weyrleader M’ris is just cool like that and lets us Stand in case a dragonet finds us worthy, like three greens did today. Too bad only two survived because you killed the other one’s mate. And I hope I Impress gold so my beautiful lady and I can teach you some manners.” She glared down at the dragon, temper starting to rise. It took a lot to shake her usual cool façade but as her fear started to recede, she found she wanted to stand up to Huxlieth and teach him some respect.

“Oh, is that so?” She hadn’t had the chance to ask Siroll what his honorific was and to hear it from the dragon kind of took away the thrill but she didn’t want to ruin his moment entirely, though she still couldn’t help the snarky way she addressed it. “Well, congratulations again, My S’oll,” she tossed a smug look at Huxlieth as she called her friend by his new name, including the possessive way the brown had said it. She knew she shouldn’t argue with a hatchling, especially such a volatile one, but he had pushed her too far in emotions from being upset to fear and anger.

“Truly, I like the name, S’oll. It suits you,” Mylorah smiled again, genuine in her words as she rolled the name around in her mind a few times deciding it was a good balance to Huxlieth, especially when the dragon referred to him as ‘my S’oll’.

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