The morning air is cool and penetrates your light tunic. You walk into a small weyr to escape the chill. The foremost room is very plain and simple. There are few furnishings other than a table and some chairs. Inside you see various herbs and equipment. You look around for the occupant.You don't see anyone, so you step further inside. At last you spot her.
She is a very petite girl only about 5' 1", but she has a dominating presence. Her skin is very tan, and her slight figure is neatly accented by her light grey tunic and dark blue trousers. Her shoulder length black hair is neatly pulled back so it is out of the way of her experiment. Her bright green eyes are intent on the movements of her frail hands as she pours a clear liquid from a small vile into a large beaker.
" Hello," you say quietly after the young woman has finished her pouring.
She looks up at you cheerfully. Her cheeks are red with embarassment. "Hello, welcome to my weyr. I am Laurilyn," she says proudly.
"Laurilyn, that's a pretty name. Where are you from?" Just then two little flits come flying into the weyr. One is gold, and the other is green. They perch on Laurilyn's right and left shoulders respectively and begin to croon for attention. She reaches up absently and begins to rub the eyeridges of the fire-lizards. One with each hand with great ease as if she has done it a thousand times before.
"These are my fire-lizards. The gold is Nyssa, and the green is Ranaly. They keep me company since I am far away from home. I Impressed them at Dawnsisters Weyr
" My those are beautiful creatures," you say indicating the fire-lizards. You wonder again where she is from and bring back up the subject.
"To be blunt and to the point, I am from a medium-sized hold near Ista Weyr. I grew up playing with weyrchildren and learning about dragons. I have always been interested in them."
"What about your family," you ask intrigued by this young woman.
"I am an only child. My parents are Rath and Lyra. My father is a master woodcrafter, and my mother is a master healer. Some say she has a great gift for healing. I think I may have inherited her ability. I have been taking care of small animals since I was old enough to know about medicine."
"Is that what you are working on? Medicine," you ask staring at the strange substance.
"Oh that. It's a new vaccine I am working on for runner beasts. You see, I am an apprentice at the Healer Hall. I am due to walk the tables since I just turned 17, but first I must finish this." The two fire-lizards chitter in agreement. She smiles up at them lovingly.
"That sounds fascinating," you say. " If you are an apprentice to the Healer Hall, why are you here?"
" I was searched for the latest clutch about a sevenday ago. I was sent here to help a scored dragon after threadfall. Evidently they had heard about my talent for mending damaged wings. As I was busy cleaning up my materials, the injured brown's rider asked me if I had an interest in dragons. I of course said yes and launched into this big speech about my dreams. It's always been a dream of mine to be a dragonrider especially since I grew up near a weyr. He just laughed at me then talked to his dragon about me, I think. He told me that I might be able to be a candidate, so I went to see Weyrwoman Carah. Now I am going to get to stand on the Sands for the clutch of Green Aldath and Blue Wakith. If I Impress, then I could better study dragons and how to take care of them."
"That sounds like a noble goal," you say. " Well it's getting late, and I must be leaving now. It's been great talking to you. I hope you get what you want. I think you'll be a wonderful dragonrider."
"That's okay. I have to be getting back to my experiment anyway. Thanks for the good wishes," Laurilyn says in her sweet soprano voice. She was very mature to be only 17 turns old."Come back and visit me again, okay?"
You agree and then reluctantly leave the weyr. As you turn back for one last look, you see Laurilyn back at her table working on her experiment. She has a smile on her face as she studies the vaccine.
Name: Laurilyn
Age: 17 turns
Job: Apprentice Healer
Father: Rath
Mother: Lyra
Birthplace:Rynin Hold near Ista
Candidate: Jerdan Weyr
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