You click your heels three times.

T'lendel's weyr

Not as sloppy as one would expect from a man living alone, the place is actually quite tidy. Though that just might have something to do with the noted /lack/ of furniture. A table rests against one of the smooth, stone walls. On it are the essential pot of klah, complete with hotstones, juice for visitors, and even a small decanter with a deep, mulberry-hued wine of some sort.

Thrown in a casual, random disarray are thick, woven floor rugs. A few scraped, battered wooden chairs have claimed one corner; four firelizards, in turn, seem to have claimed the chairs. A small cot rests nearby, sheets pulled up crisply at the corners. But more towards the center of the room is another bed, this one larger, and equipped with linens and blankets of mismatched colors, but no doubt they are soft and warm in texture. Pillows seem thrown haphazardly at the head, yet the rumpled look is more inviting than anything else. This is T'lendel's home.

It is a winter late night. It has finally stopped snowing, but the sky is still very dark, the thick clouds blotting out the sky.

On the ledge, you see Zaqith and Cairhoth.

On the perch is Tierras.

You see Sian's li'l cot here.

You notice T'lendel asleep here.

R'sli is here.

Obvious exits:

Ledge

Player name Connected Idle time Location

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Siannen (#17532) 5 hours 0 seconds HighR: T'lendel's weyr

R'sli (#12296) 22 minutes 22 seconds HighR: T'lendel's weyr

Sita (#16228) 35 minutes 2 minutes HighR: Halaith's Sultry Harem

Kyleigh (#17733) 30 minutes 3 minutes HighR: Cianith and Dharmath's Weyr

Anely (#17800) 12 hours an hour HighR: Living Caverns

Total: 5 players, 4 of whom have been active recently.

T'lendel has connected.

T'lendel rouses slowly into awareness again, blinking lids heavy with sleep. Regathering sprawled limbs, he leans against lifemate's side and smiles at a private greeting.

Siannen yawns, and swings her legs off the edge of her cot. SHe lets them dangle, then hops off, trotting over to R'sli. "Whacha doing?" She turns as Ty wakes up, "Ty!"

R'sli yawns himself, blinking against the muted light of the glows. "Siannen," he groans. "It's the middle of the night. Aren't you tired?" He shifts slightly, tugging blankets into proper places.

Siannen blinks, peering at him. "I woke up. You're awake too..." is pointed out.

T'lendel sits up sleepily, giving Siannen a little smile and then turning towards R'sli. "She never sleeps," he grumbles, but sleep is likely as much a cause for grogginess as anything else.

Siannen cocks her head, "You're right......I don't, do I?" She beams, "Can I crawl in with you? That used to make me go to sleep when I was little......."

T'lendel blushes faintly and shrugs, looking questioningly at R'sli for a moment. Very slowly, he responds, "I guess so, sweetie -- You don't thrash out in your sleep, do you?"

R'sli is awake now, and he sits up as well, rubbing at his face, and grinning rumpledly at T'lendel. "See? No good deed goes unpunished," he quotes, and snugs the blanket around his waist, leaving one behind as he crosses to the waterskin. "Thirsty?"

Siannen shakes her head in response to T'lendel's question, and trots after R'sli. "Sorta..."

T'lendel grins lazily at the greenrider, watching him move to the 'skins. "I could use a little something myself," comes the rather wry comment.

R'sli pours out a small amount of water into a cup and hands it to the girl. "No more than that," he states. "I don't want you hopping up every fifteen minutes." He grins at T'lendel. "That's a lot of cheek from you," he says lightly, eyes twinkling. "Water or wine?" he asks, holding up a skin of each.

T'lendel takes a moment for thought before replying, "Depends on how long we plan to stay up." Yes, he's like this without his klah, and yet...if they're just going back to sleep... "I think I'd best stick with the water for now."

Siannen nods solemly, and carefully sips the water, peeking over the edge of the cup. She finishes, and sets down the cup, beaming as she makes her way over to the bed.

T'lendel grins at Siannen and pats the covers beside him, "C'mon up, hon." And the bed really /is/ more comfortable than the cot, truth be told.

R'sli grins at T'lendel as he returns to the bed, mug of water in his hand. "Here you are," he says, kissing the bronzerider on the cheek. Eyeing Siannen's cot, he frown,and chews his lip as he climbs back into the bed. "Maybe we can see about getting you a more comfortable cot," he says after a moment. "One that the firelizards can share with you." He grins. "They like cozy places."

Siannen climbs on up and works her way under the covers, snuggling up to Ty. "I'd like that......."

Siannen snugs T'sin! T'sin is snugged!

T'lendel takes the mug with a smile, "Thanks." Patting Siannen's head, he nods thoughtfully, then looks pointedly at R'sli, "Sounds like a /very/ good idea." Gaze turning back to the girl, he smiles, "Comfy?"

Siannen nods, beaming up at both riders. "Very comfy........but can't I just stay here?"

T'lendel coughs on the water he'd just taken in, nearly choking himself in the process, and leaves R'sli to answer that.

"One with lots of furs and rushes," the greenrider mumbles tiredly as he eases back into the bed. A cheep near his head brings him up again. "Right now?" he asks the red-eyed gold and brown curled there. "You should have thought about that before bed," he chides them, and turns to T'lendel. "We may have to get up after all," he frets. "Stanzi is hungry, and that means the fair isn't far behind. We'll be up to our armpits in firelizards in a moment." See? He just ignores the hard questions.

Siannen frowns, detecting the evasion. "Ris-siiiieeee. Why can't I stay here?" She sits up in the bed, and peers at him, her hair tumbling into her face.

T'lendel *is in the middle?

Siannen *shrugs. When I was little, I used to crawl in between my parents, but you can be in the middle if you like.

"Because you're getting big," is the matter of fact reply. "Too big to be sleeping with us every night." R'sli sits up, and looks around the floor for his smallclothes. "Now, who knows where we put that tray of meatrolls we brought up last night?"

T'lendel wipes the back of his hand along his mouth before finally answering Sian, "Besides, sweetie, it'd just be too crowded." Tone light, he teases, "See, look, you're already caught in the middle. What if you had to get up suddenly, hmmm?" Especially after drinking lots of water.

Siannen ohs, "I suppose." She grins at Ty's question, "I can slide out the bottom.....That's what I used to do." She demonstrates, and stands at the foot of the bed for a moment before crawling up again.

T'lendel just rolls his eyes, "I think it's under the table over there." He points across the room. Then, expression curious, he asks, "Yours don't hunt for themselves, or is it just because it's nighttime?"

Jesha snugs Siannen! Siannen is snugged! 'Oh goody! Can I lick you?'

Yolk> Cheeri-O-Weyr

Yolk> Fragments of honey'd gold echoes throughout the shallow ground of cavern; lighting furniture patterned loosely around the circle. In absolute center, a hole, a shallow indent from one of the poor mishaps of the weyr. The entirety of the smooth, molten walls are painted a pale sea of desert rose, matching a jade bed that sometimes takes for a sofa, having an armrest on either side. Sisal sheet patterned of exotic cover the several layers of cotton blankets underneath. Beyond the bed, several large beanie pillows are set, useful for sitting upon. Overall, a languid, peaceful room.

Yolk> It is a winter late night. It has finally stopped snowing, but the sky is still very dark, the thick clouds blotting out the sky.

Yolk> Brown Azrieth is here.

Yolk> You see Appie here.

Yolk> You notice Rade and Mayir asleep here.

Yolk> Obvious exits:

Yolk> Ledge

"Mine?" R'sli has found his smallclothes and begins pulling them on. "Mine usually eat with Zaqith, but she just ate yesterday in Southern, and the fair wasn't there. So now they're hungry, and she's full." He grins, and recovers the tray. "I think, though, that they'll ignore us if we just leave the food out." He slides the tray onto the table, and sets Stanzi before it. "There you are," he says to the little gold as he returns to the bed. Soon, the rest of the fair arrive in a blur of wings. "See? It can get scary sometimes."

Siannen giggles, "Yolkie likes cookies.....I dunno where he is though. I think he's asleep." Which means one less mouth to feed. She smiles, "I can wake him up and have him get yours.......never mind."

Siannen snugs Derwin! Derwin is snugged! He squirms, leggo!

You sense that Derwin is looking for you in Kitchens (#7908).

Derwin pages, "Aghhh...."

Siannen thppppppbts Derwin! Derwin is sprayed with Siannen-slobber!

T'lendel chuckles softly at R'sli, then lays back in bed, head pillowed on his interlocked fingers. Staring at the ceiling, he seems almost pensive.

You sense that Derwin is looking for you in Living Caverns (#392).

Derwin pages, "Cough...cough"

Siannen peers curiously at Ty, cocking her head before poking him a couple of times. "What's wrong??"

R'sli climbs back in, casting a glance at T'lendel. "Half-mark for your thoughts," he says, leaning over Siannen. "Unless you're wary of small pitchers, that is." He grins, and tousles Siannen's hair. "Go to sleep, Button."

Siannen giggles and leans over to kiss T'lendel's forhead before snuggling up to R'sli. She blinks sleepily a few times, before stuffing a peice of her hair into her mouth and closing her eyes. "G'night Ty, g'night Rissie......"

Siannen *thinks your timing is perfect. My mom's gotten out the cattle prod and is herding me off to bed.

T'lendel lifts one brow at mention of small pitchers, "Nothing wrong at all." He smiles, breathing in slowly, deeply, before murmuring, "I was just wondering at how ... right things are." His gaze stays firmly on some indeterminable spot above him until Siannen gives her goodnight kiss, at which point he rolls on his side, facing the other two.

Siannen hugs T'lendel! T'lendel gives a sly, draconic grin and gently tugs her to him. His eyes twinkle with tawny flecks of golden liquid, almost lost in gentle green currents. At last, he grins and releases her from his arms, murmering, 'See? Now that's a hug!'

Siannen hugs R'sli! R'sli foofs your hug and releases a wildly snorbling master herder to give you a lap dance!

You paged R'sli with: Siannen pages, "I'm going after your next pose, 'kay?"

T'lendel smooches Siannen! Siannen is smooched!

T'lendel *warns... A girl died from a hairball just recently, you know.

Siannen *heard about that.....It might be wise for someone to take the child's hair out of her mouth.......I'm leaving once R'sli poses, just so you know...

"I hope that's a good thing," the greenrider says with a grin. "It is for me, at least." He reaches over Siannen to tug at a sandy lock with emotion. "I keep pinching myself."