Yondan's Weyr

You walk in to the white level quarters that you were told belong to Yondan and Sazark. As you enter you see the walls are much plainer then the suites of the higher dragons. Then you see a boy (who you suppose is Suzark) sitting at a small table. You notice when he stands to greet you that he is not dressed in dragon skin gear but regular cloth shirt and jeans.

"Welcome to my weyr! I am Sazark! Actually it is Yon-" says the boy interupted mid-sentence by a loud keening. The boy runs out of the room and returns with a small white dragon trailing slowly behind him. "This is Yondan." says Sazark glancing at the dragon as it makes its way towards you.

"Hes beatiful!" you cry. "Yes he is," he says looking lovingly at his dragon "hes a handful!" Sazark reachs down to scratch Yondan's head. "I am Yondan mate of purple Aryania. I help with the training of the teen dragons. Yondan is a huge white. His wingspan is a whopping 67 feet! As big as a small bronze." looks smugly at his rider. "Yes your quite a show off Yondan. Thats about all your gonna see here but you can go and visit Yondan's mate Aryania and her rider-my mate-Lucura."