01.Dec.19, 01:35 AM
R’dal’s concern turned into confusion as the woman explained she was fine and simply running a message. That didn’t make sense. Why was she actually running the message when there were faster options? She even had her own firelizard! Surely he could be trained to bring the letter to someone. Or they could ask a dragonrider if it was really urgent. Or even a horse! They were pretty quick from what he’d seen of them. R’dal frowned and was about to ask her about the options when memories of Rhaedalyn’s stories surfaced. She had mentioned people that would run messages across the land, especially after firelizards and dragons vanished. It was so weird to think of that he ended up having to ask F’drel about it and while he expected his friend to laugh at him for believing a fairy tale, F’drel had ended up confirming such people existed.
His mouth turned into a little o-shape of shock as R’dal realised he was seeing one of these super cool people in person. How lucky was he? “You’re a runner! That’s so cool! I’ve heard about your craft but I’ve never seen it in person.” He was still gawking, trying to think of something to say that wasn’t more gushing or a deluge of questions when he realised he had been horribly rude and didn’t introduce himself. That was due in part to being so used to everyone in the Weyrs knowing who he was but also because he felt weird starting a conversation by announcing his name and rank. But since she was someone he wanted to know more of, it seemed only fair to give some information as well.
“I’m R’dal and this is Edath!” He said by way of introductions as he unbuckled the straps so he could slide down the smooth hide and land beside the big blue. It was only when his feet were on the ground that he recalled F’drel’s lessons about not trusting everyone he met and R’dal suddenly didn’t know what to do. She didn’t seem like she would be a horrible person and he doubted she would use him for her own gain…
He’d just have to carefully question her and make sure she was as cool and normal as he believed!
“You’re not a Lord, right? Or Lady, I guess? I mean, I doubt they’d be running letters so….” It seemed like a safe conclusion to reach, at least, and they seemed like the most evil of evil on the grand scale of things according to his friend so he was already feeling better about the meeting.
His mouth turned into a little o-shape of shock as R’dal realised he was seeing one of these super cool people in person. How lucky was he? “You’re a runner! That’s so cool! I’ve heard about your craft but I’ve never seen it in person.” He was still gawking, trying to think of something to say that wasn’t more gushing or a deluge of questions when he realised he had been horribly rude and didn’t introduce himself. That was due in part to being so used to everyone in the Weyrs knowing who he was but also because he felt weird starting a conversation by announcing his name and rank. But since she was someone he wanted to know more of, it seemed only fair to give some information as well.
“I’m R’dal and this is Edath!” He said by way of introductions as he unbuckled the straps so he could slide down the smooth hide and land beside the big blue. It was only when his feet were on the ground that he recalled F’drel’s lessons about not trusting everyone he met and R’dal suddenly didn’t know what to do. She didn’t seem like she would be a horrible person and he doubted she would use him for her own gain…
He’d just have to carefully question her and make sure she was as cool and normal as he believed!
“You’re not a Lord, right? Or Lady, I guess? I mean, I doubt they’d be running letters so….” It seemed like a safe conclusion to reach, at least, and they seemed like the most evil of evil on the grand scale of things according to his friend so he was already feeling better about the meeting.