It is a sweltering day at Jerdan Weyr. The sun is beating down on you without any means to cool off. As you go into the weyr to escape the unbearable heat, you can hear a very smooth tenor voice singing. Your curiosity getting the better of you, you decide to follow the lovely sound to its owner.
You walk down the hall and into a small well lit room with very little furnishings other than a few chairs and a table.At the table is seated a tall, thin young man with short black hair. He couldn't be more than 16 turns old. He is wearing a light blue tunic and tan-colored trousers. You can see he is concentrating solely on a piece of music. As you walk nearer, he stops singing and looks up with such green eyes that they put emeralds to shame.
"Hello," he says with a warm smile. "I am Radon."
"Hello," you say in return."That was very beautiful singing,"
"I have been practicing for months now. It was written for the coming Gather, but I won't be there to sing it,"he says a look of sorrow coming over his light-colored face."Would you like to sit down and drink some klah,"he says pulling up a chair for you and pouring a cup of the very tasty drink.
"Yes, that would be very nice. Thank you for offering."you say smiling.
"You're welcome," he says smiling back.
"Why won't you get to sing that lovely piece of music," you say returning to the previous subject. "I am sure everyone would love to hear it."
"I would love to sing it for them, but it's a long story," he says looking directly at you."Are you sure you want to hear it?"
"Yes, I would love to hear it," you say now very interested in this young man.
"I was born in Fort Hold and lived there with my dad Banor, who is a master miner, until I was 14 turns old. My mother Leria had died giving birth to me."
"That's very terrible,"you say feeling bad that he had lost his mother at such an early age.
"Well, when I was 14 turns old, I went to the harperhall because I had inherited my mother's gift for singing. My dad was very happy with me. I studied there under Master Shonagar until a few weeks ago. One day a dragonrider came to the harperhall to pick up a package of records. Strangely, I was the one to give him the package. After I had done that, I turned around to go back into the hall when the brown dragonrider asked me if I ever thought of being a dragonrider. I told him I would love to be a dragonrider. He told me to go get my wherhide clothing on and to come with him. That's when I came here. I had to wait for a while before I got to see Weyrwoman Carah. She told me that I could stand on the Sands for Green Aldath's and Blue Wakith's clutch. I was overjoyed when she told me that I might Impress a dragon.
"That is an interesting story, but why can't you be at the next Gather," you say noting that Radon had not mentioned the reason.
"Oh, I guess I kind of left that part out didn't I," he says slightly embarrassed at his own forgetfulness.
You nod your head in agreement not quite sure what to say at the moment.
"Oh well, I can't be at the next Gather because I am waiting for the dragon eggs to hatch. Because I am a candidate now,"he says a look of pride on his face,"I have to stay near the Sands so I will be here when the eggs start to hatch."
"If you loved singing so much, why did you go with the dragonrider," you asked puzzled because Radon seemed to love singing so much
"That's easy. Although I love singing very much, nothing would give me more joy than being a dragonrider, and now I will get the chance," he says staring at you with a look of happiness on his young face.
"I wish you the best of luck, Radon"you say smiling at him."I know you will make a good dragonrider."
"Thank you very much," he says giving you another smile.
"I really must be going now," you say looking out the window."I hope we meet again in the future." You put down your empty cup and rise from the chair you were sitting in.
"I also hope we meet in the future." he says also rising. He walks you to the door and bids you good-bye.
You walk out of the room hoping it has cooled off and thinking about your recent meeting with Radon. Just as your about to walk out of the weyr into the still relentless heat, you hear him singing the beautiful piece again.
Name: Radon
Age: 16 turns
Job: Apprentice Harper
Parents: Benor and Leria(deceased)
Birthplace: Fort Hold
Candidate: Jerdan Weyr