22.Aug.22, 12:14 PM
Well that was interesting. S'far had Urudith make a few more specific inquiries before he closed the door behind him once everyone was inside. Unable to resist an earlier pun he'd thought of, he gave T'ryn a small smile. "So what's this I hear about you T'ryn to kill people?" It was so easy to twist how he said the name to sound more like trying that it almost didn't seem fair, so he added a little bit more for good measure. "Are you some sort of basket case? Because something terrible is clearly a-fruit."
With that over and Cazan and the twins settling a little further away he much more seriously added, "Now seriously, I've just gotten word that there are healers on their way to the weyrling barracks. Find out what that Harper knows while you're there!" That last bit he had to shout as K'dar had already started to move to go check on his sister. Good thing he'd told his pun at the beginning so that his second could appreciate it.
After a quick glance at T'ryn, S'far added, "The healers were able to get there quite promptly, and it seems that L'ri even had some sort of antidote at his disposal to share and tell the healers about. I've had Urudith making inquiries. Now, I was going to have the fruit tested, but it seems some intrepid weyrlings did that for us. And since we now have more than two baskets labeled as being from you, I think it's safe to say we should reach out to the leadership of the other Weyrs in case this goes beyond ours. I can't have anyone thinking my new second is a murderer. I've already got drafts written up just to inform that there were poisoning attempts, but I only wrote down what I knew about the cookies that Mulrissa and I found in our weyrs."
With a tired sigh, he pulled the folded bits of paper out of his pocket, spreading them out on an empty bit of counter before eyeing the food piled up on it. "Have you tested any of that or are you just playing it safe? I still have a few rats left over." This was so frustrating and exhausting. At least he was fine though, his golds hadn't been hurt yet, and neither had his son. Hopefully the healers weren't being fools in their optimism for the weyrlings' odds of recovery, especially with Ch'es... Urudith's voice dryly popped into his head,
S'far let out a frustrated growl and rubbed his temples at the reminder. "T'ryn, we have a guest coming to the Weyr soon that already made arrangements and won't be easy to turn away. So if anyone other than a Lord and his retinue try to visit the Weyr, have the watch question them thoroughly and turn them away if they are not related to a victim, not a healer, or don't have any business concerns. If you can think of any other reasons to allow someone in feel free to add those."