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'WATCH OUT!!' yells a youngling as you are nearly blown over by a strong wind. Running over to you, he helps you into the shelter of a handy rock. 'Sorry about that,' he says. 'Paojith is just so excited about learning to fly, and he doesn't always look around to make sure everyone is clear. You are all right, aren't you?' The brown haired young man looks at you a little worriedly and you hurry to tell him you're fine. Asking who Paojith is and who he is, the strange fellow actually blushes. 'I am being rude, sorry. Hello! My names Warren and this,' he points proudly at a good sized, bright blue dragon peering at you apologetically, 'is Paojith. Isn't he handsome! He is a weyrling now and trying to learn to fly. Hopefully some day soon we'll fly the skies. But right now he has to practice,' explains the youth. (('And practice, and practice, and ....,')) 'Yeah, so we have to get back to work. Thanks for visiting,' the youth says distractedly. (('Warren, like this?')) As the blue resumes moving his wings up and down, you scramble hastily away from the rising cloud of dust. Calling farewell to the pair, the boy briefly turns as says, 'Clear skies!'  Warren stood as a candidate at Talor Cliff Weyr Warren search Warren's letters home Warren impression
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