You enter a dragonrider's weyr....
The walls have been decorated with fake flowers and moss. You assume its fake, anyways, there really is no fragrance. If there was, it'd be overwhelming! There is some real moss in one corner, though.
The room is warmly lit with glowbaskets. There is a chair and desk in a hollow in the wall, but
there's otherwise no real furniture. There's two entrance/exits to the weyr, one you just came from, and, you think, a room that must be
the candidates living quarters.
"Hello!!" You turn around to see a girl, maybe
17 turns, behind you. Beside her is a green dragon.
Her hair is a very thick and long dark brown - almost black - and, looking closly, you think there's some red highlights. She has it back in a light
brown-grey band, but some stubborn wisps keep falling in her face. Her eyes are also a dark brown, but not quite as much as her hair. They look at you
with a mixture of curiousity, and amusement, but you don't think the last is really directed at you. Her dress, a matching light brown-grey to the hair band, is too long, dragging on the floor. She smiles at you.
"Hey! I'm Trella! This is Morith, the most beautiful dragon alive!"
"I've never seen a dragon blush before," you look at Morith, who was actually very close to blushing.
Trella grins, "She says golds are much better, I think she's crazy. Oh, Myrahd!"
Trella stops chattering long enough to hold her hands out in a welcoming gesture to a little green firelizard who just popped from between. You take a breath, also welcoming the firelizard, but
more for the quiet than its presence.
"What do you think of the place?"
Trella suddenly continues her chatter,
I worked really hard on it. It was really, really dirty when I first arrived. There was dirt and pebbles and everything else from
tunnelsnakes to molded food someone had left here a really, really long time ago. Myrahd and I tried to get rid of as much of the annoying
animals as we could. Morith says we didn't need to do THAT, she'd have gotten them! Morith is so wonderful! She's done such a great job! She can go between, and we're allowed to go where we want, and I think she's going to be a good search-dragon. I hope so. I like helping make others' dreams come true...We also are beginning to fight when Threads fall. Its scarey, but its got to be done.
Trella takes a breath, and you take the oppurtunity to ask her how she was searched and for where.
"I was on a picnic when I was searched for
Talor Cliff Weyr. I'm so happy I was!!" Trella hugs Morith, and Myrahd, the firelizard, chirps her happy agreement.
"Morith AND Myrahd are both saying they're hungry. Come to think of it, it is time for Morith's hunt! Bye, now!"
You grin and leave.
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