Create a Village - V.1 Closed and Under Construction

My gallery · by **Simonpet** » Mon Dec 18, 2017 7:36 am

Black Rock Weyr
Number of People: 3
Next Visit to North: 12/24/2017
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Seanni laughed as Chase rolled over onto his belly, tail still wagging. "You silly," she said. "All you want is some love and attention, isn't it?"

Borrin cleared his throat. "Umm, miss, Weyrwoman..."

"Yes?" asked Seanni, looking up, hand absently rubbing Chase's belly.

"Abesses and I are going hunting and we need the canine."

Seanni nodded and stood. "Alright, you troublesome pup. Off you go."

Borrin smiled and dipped his head.

***
"You've been with her for..."

"Two turns, about," Borrin replied. "Seanni's nice, not like some holdbred I've known. Say, you never did tell us why you ended up in Black Rock."

Abesses blushed. "I wanted to explore," he said. "See what the south was really like. I've been Paradise River most my life and wanted to get away. I got lost, though, and Seanni took me in."

Borrin nodded. "Well, you get to be part of something grand. A new weyr! Well, it'll be a proper weyr once we can trade for some eggs, of course."

Abesses laughed. "Of course."

Seanni visits the northern continent to recruit from fishercraft
Seanni goes fishing
Abesses and Borrin go hunting and Borrin looks for seeds
Abesses, Borrin, and Seanni explore

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Senior Weyrwoman
Seanni | female | 27 turns
↪ ST - A6 / HS - LC / HC - 46 / EC - Red

Retired Dragonriders

Junior Goldriders

Headwoman

Lower Cavern Staff

Weyrbrats

x

x

x

x

Beastcrafters
Abesses | Male | 25 turns
↪ ST - B2 / HS - HW / HC - 72 / EC - L. Brown

Farmercrafters
Borrin | male | 26 turns
↪ ST - B2 / HS - LW / HC - 112 / EC - Brown

Fishercrafters

Glasscrafters

Harpercrafters

Healercrafters

Starcrafters

Tannercrafters

Woodcrafters

Senior Weyrleader

Wingleaders

Wingseconds

Dragonriders

Weyrlingmaster

Weyrlings

Candidates

x

x

x

x

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Pets
Chase | male | 2 turns | canine

Mentors
None

Deceased
None

Families
None

My gallery · by **Chamrosh** » Mon Dec 18, 2017 2:04 pm

Nuudotkhyat
0F | 1M
Next visit with Ancestors: ?
Food: 0 Servings (3 more)

xxxxNitin used a quick blow from the flint shard in his hands, discharge from a handaxe, to cut through the jugular of the hare he’d trapped. It struggled for a moment, before hanging limp. Nitin stood up fully from his crouch, holding the hare carcass.
xxxxHe’d found a waist-high boulder a short distance away – a few hundred metres - as he’d made his morning descent. There were plenty of boulders around the right size here, but one was the wrong angle, one was unstable, and one needed a climb up to an unstable spot, and so on, until there were only a few dull-grey boulders that could be used.
xxxxA second discarded stone from his Levallois technique, a tiny shard of stone, sliced through quickly and easily, leaving him with plenty of food for now. He laid out the hide and scraped it off.
xxxxThere was bamboo growing nearby, with Nitin used to create a small bow and arrow, alongside a tendon from the hare’s back leg. It took most of the rest of the day’s work to process the carcass, and then to make shelter for the night, but he’d be set for food for a few days. Which was as well, as he should be reaching his father’s village tomorrow.

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xxxxMist swirled around the path, blocking light beyond a few feet.
xxxxClouds had fallen as far below the sky as the heavens would allow, pale grey belts decorating the mountains for leagues around.
xxxxAn eagle’s cry cut through the silence that had descended, and occasionally a small animal’s feet could be heard.
xxxxThe air itself was damp, so that as Nitin continued, every time he crossed through clouds – like now – he could feel the water vapour clinging to his clothes, and dropping off. Animal hides were always good for keeping yourself dry, and he had several layers on, but his hair, immaculately styled as usual mere hours ago, was frizzy and escaping its arrangement in the humidity.
xxxxHe’d have to redo it before he arrived. He’d been away for the last few years, travelling. He was sure his father would be pleased to see him, but Nitin could feel the mixture of excitement and nervousness building up in the whole length of his oesophagus, running up and down like a dog between joint owners. He’d been away so long, what might have changed? Would his family be the same as he remembered?
xxxxThe mist wasn’t helping.
xxxxNitin was making slow progress, just to be sure he wasn’t walking over the edge and down a drop as beautiful and deadly as the glaciers he had passed just a few months ago.
xxxxThe air smelt cold and oppressive, like it was choking the air currents and stopping anything moving.
xxxxThe mist was starting to clear as Nitin made his descent, but there was a long way down to go before he’d be there. The view should open out soon though. His birth village was on a plateau, and reaching it required a winding path back and forth across the cliff face that would soon be below him, as soon as he turned this corner, which was only a few metres ahead.
xxxxNitin had to fight the urge to hurry ahead, to get to see his birth place just a little faster.
xxxxBut there was no point seeing them just to slip and fall to his death at a broken neck. He was sure of that, but it was so hard, and…
xxxxWhat was that smell? Was th-
xxxxSmoke
xxxxAnd…
xxxxAnd something far worse…
NO! NO! HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED? WHAT BEASTS COULD HAVE DONE THIS?
xxxx-
xxxxNo!
xxxxThat couldn’t happen!
xxxxThe valley down below was relatively clear of mist, and between the wispy tendrils down there, the outlines of black were clearly visible.
xxxxNo longer beautiful white houses he’d known since he was a baby. And minute wisps of weeks-old smoke rising slowly.
xxxxAnd bones. The smell of flesh smashed into Nitin suddenly as the still air took a tiny hint of a breeze, and he turned to vomit so violently he almost fell from the momentum.
xxxxHe pulled a scrap of cloth over his mouth and nose, holding it with one gloved hand tight to his skin, hoping to avoid the scent.
xxxxThe cold bit into his eyes as tears emerged. But he couldn’t afford to hurry to get down there faster. He had to pause to wipe them off to stop the pain as his eyes closed each time it regularly restarted.
xxxxIt seemed to take years to descend down the slope, far longer than the rest of his time away, eyes fixed hawk-like, rapidly scanning for the most solid sections ahead of him. He scrambled down the last few twists off the path, and pushing himself from the rock face to sprint forwards as soon as his feet hit flat ground. It was disorienting and bewildering to see the village without walls, and by instinct he found himself following the dirt paths that had been their roads in this height far above where roads meant anything.
xxxxThere were a few charred wooden fragments, a few half-melted metal remains, the short remains of the walls, blackened with soot in one area, turned to charcoal in another, and a few small trinkets he saw scattered and buried in the ashes.
xxxxNitin fell on his knees. He knew he’d need to get up to look for any survivors, and to get away from the reeking stench he didn’t dare approaching to investigate now, but those could wait. Those could wait until the storms of summer and he still wasn’t sure he’d be finished here, with his hands and knees pressed into his childhood’s crematory remains.

[Nitin scouts for other nomads]

(I’m assuming it’s alright to write for finding other food given there’s a whole year between posts to factor in.
(Still not set on my whole species list, but definitely elves and hobbits are fine by me… as well as sapiens (human), neanderthalensis, heidelbergensis, floresiensis, erectus and denisova. Full proper list will be made at some point. I’m considering satyrs, and some others, but I’m definitely fine with the first lot there.)

Intro

My gallery · by **Katrione** » Mon Dec 18, 2017 8:58 pm

Number of People: 1 | Female: 1 | Male: 0
Next visit with Ancestors: 12-25-17

"What?"

Eldthora's hazel eyes looked up at couple who had raised her her entire life. The bright haired girl clutched the leather's in her hands, her ragged fingernails making small marks in the old and worn fabric. "Eldthora, you must return to your birth home." The young girl squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head. "Do not shake your head, child." She opened her eyes when she felt the gnarled fingers of her adopted mother on her chin. "Your mother wanted this. Abela wanted this."

Eldthora shivered at the sound of her deceased mother's name. She had never met her, since Abela died giving birth to Eldthora.
But she knew the woman had been strong and fierce up until she died. "I can't rebuild our village. Ballara will never be as great as it once was, Mama."

"Then don't rebuild Ballara." Mama said, releasing Eldthora's chin and sitting back in her seat. Papa stood behind the chair, his hand resting gently on the head of the seat. "Make a bigger village, a stronger one. Build a village that will cause your enemies to quiver in fear just at the sound of your name." Eldthora's gaze dropped back down to the leathers. Abela's leathers.

"Okay... I'll do it."

~~~

Eldthora dug her heels in-between the wooden slabs that were use to make walkways up the side of the hill that ran between the river docks and the village. The young Viking had been traveling for several days now and had finally reached the old docks of Ballara several hours before. Eldthora had woven her way carefully through the dock houses, picking through discarded items for anything that she could use to clean or rebuild the houses here.

The red-haired girl, barely a woman, finally stepped into the house at the very top of the hill. The same house that had once belonged to her mother and father when they lived there. Eldthora kneeled down next to fabric stained with an old, russet color.
She reached into the pocket of the fabric, slowly pulling out an old amulet with a boat on it.

"Mournstead." She whispered, recognizing her father's symbol. The same symbol was etched into the leathers that she wore and into the dagger she had been given by her adopted parents, who quickly informed her that the dagger once belonged to her father,
from what Abela had told them.

Eldthora slipped the amulet around her neck, rubbing her thumb across it a few times before rising to her feet. "Ballara won't do for this place anymore. We need a stronger name, a name that means something."

Mournstead

[ Eldthora asks the ancestors for a war chief ]
[ Eldthora goes hunting ]

My gallery · by **amethyst14** » Tue Dec 19, 2017 6:04 pm

Season:

Spring

Weather:

Now that all the snow has melted the rivers are flowing heavily. This is bringing increased fish and plentiful crops. The days have begun to warm and it won't be long until the days of summer are upon the villages. Finding people willing to join your village has increased.

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NightWolf950 wrote:
[Takeshi asks the ancestors for a hunter.
Takeshi goes hunting.
Adilya researches medicine.
Phoenix goes to gather food.]

The ancestors sent Takeshi a hunter.
Takeshi caught a rabbit.
Adilya gained a knowledge point.
The hunter's traits are: ST-E5 | HC-10 | HS-HW | EC-Red | Elven
Easthaven Shiokaze has 1 more fasting days.

X

Katrione wrote:
[ Eldthora asks the ancestors for a war chief ]
[ Eldthora goes hunting ]

The ancestors sent you a war chief.
Eldthora caught a trout.
The war chief's traits are: ST-B2 | HC-71 | HS-LW | EC-DBrown | Human
Mournstead has 4 more fasting days.

X

ilhdc7 wrote:Ulrica
ancestors visit; ---
hunting; atticus & lavanda go hunting for another boar & looking for people
shaman training; sawyer researches herbal remedies

Atticus and Lavanda two rabbits.
While they were away a gatherer found their way to your village.
Sawyer gained a knowledge point.
The gatherer's traits are: ST-E2 | HC-108 | HS-AC | EC-DGreen | Human
Ulrica has 2 more fasting days.

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_Ravenfeather_ wrote:Dreamwind
Rasha goes patrolling
Erin and Harley hunt
Gal goes on a gathering hunt.

Rasha found a wandering shaman.
Erin and Harley caught two robins.
Gal gathered an eggplant.
The shaman's traits are: ST-F4 | HC-117 | HS-LC | EC-LBlue | Kemonomimi
Dreamwind has 2 more fasting days.

X

Simonpet wrote:Black Rock Weyr
Seanni visits the northern continent to recruit from fishercraft
Seanni goes fishing
Abesses and Borrin go hunting and Borrin looks for seeds
Abesses, Borrin, and Seanni explore

The north sent Seanni a fishercrafter and their spouse, a farmercrafter.
Seanni caught a large fish.
Abesses and Borrin caught wherry.
Borrin has no luck finding seeds.
Abesses, Borrin and Seanni found a dragon nest with a young dragon inside.
The fisher's traits are: ST-B9 | HC-94 | HS-HC | EC-Blue | Human
The farmer's traits are: ST-D3 | HC-118 | HS-AC | EC-DGreen | Human
Black Rock Weyr has 2 more fasting days.

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Chamrosh wrote:Nuudotkhyat
[Nitin scouts for other nomads]

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bel. wrote:
↪ Aleksandra requests a Warlock from her ancestor. {human, orc, light elf, dark elf, werewolf, vampire.}
↪ Aleksandra attempts to catch a wild horse.

The ancestors sent Aleksandra a warlock.
The warlock's traits are: ST-D4 | HC-114 | HS-LW | EC-LBrown | DElven
The Smoke has 4 more fasting days.
(Remember only 4 meats, 3 veggies and 3 fruits for now. Also the only way to get a 'pet' is by scouting.)

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reindeer of roses. wrote:Raven's Brigade
[ Sultan prays to the ancestors for a hunting chief ]
[ Sultan goes hunting ]

The ancestors sent Sultan a hunting chief.
Sultan caught an arowana.
The hunting chief's traits are: ST-C10 | HC-48 | HS-S | EC-Hazel | Human
Raven's Brigade has 4 more fasting days.

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cyber; wrote:
this looks fun !

xXXtaiyph is set in a medieval town with a twist, its more fantastical. then, theres another twist - its not just vampire/werewolf/whatever/whatever, instead they have special perks to them, ex. vampires can survive daylight by turning into bats, vampires don't take blood but instead, the energy of others. more 'normal' citizens, or 'humans' have perks to them too, which could range from ram horns, abnormal eye colors and some minor mutations. their faces are shaped like koreans, very rarely anything other.

xXXthe fauna and vegetation that grow within taiyph aren't always real ones, set in the real world, but sometimes mutations that might have different health perks. some may help, whereas others could easily kill.

xXXthe land has buildings with some industries and businesses, which vary with jobs. on the outskirts, theres wide, open fields with forest, and in the far distance, large mountains cover the horizon.

// I hope this is okay ! //

Taiyph has been founded!
Your leader's traits are: ST-D4 | HC-10 | HS-S | EC-Red | Vampire
Taiyph has 5 more fasting days.

My gallery · by **lameloserlexi** » Tue Dec 19, 2017 10:54 pm

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Number of People: 2
Next visit with Ancestors: 12/24/2017

Sultan glances at Halisi. She's quite a beauty, her tan skin with her straight brown hair. However, how much would she prove worth? Is she really what his father sent to him?
"So. You can hunt?" He questioned, only getting a small nod from her. "What about fish? You're going to need to teach others how to get some Arowana." He commented. Again, only a nod. She was sitting on her bed, sharpening a knife she had with her. "It's not that easy, you know. The river moves fast, but I can at least catch one." He added, grinning proudly. This is when she decided to open her mouth.
"It's easy." She stated, lowering the knife she was working on and looking up at him. 'Those beautiful eyes...'
"Why don't you prove it to me then, huh?" He egged, giving a defiant smirk.
"Okay." She rose, grabbing her knife and one of the spears she had in her hut and handed it to Sultan. Along with that, she had a bow and a few arrows slung over her back with some rope.
"What's that for?" He questioned, giving her an odd look. However, no response. Not even her signature nod. This woman was quite the mystery, but he was already interested. 'May the ancestors prove me wrong.' He sent his silent prayer, following after her.

[ Sultan goes on a border patrol ]
[ Sultan and Halisi go hunting ]

My gallery · by **Chinch Bug** » Wed Dec 20, 2017 9:58 am

The Xogi tribe
Number of People: 1
Servings needed: 1

Kubar grabbed into a branch, practically hanging off it like a monkey, smiling wide as she looked out into the jungle, seeing the sunlight that rained down on her home. The woman felt a soft breeze tickled her skin, messing with her hair and the bristle mane that trailed down her neck, to between her shoulders.The rainclouds grew ever thicker and she knew that rain would be here shortly.
She hummed as she tumbled down from branch to branch down towards the ground where she settled in a leafy nest of sorts, gathering a few arrows and her bow to head out hunting, all the while humming a quiet song, swinging and jumping from branch to branch and going down to the floor every once in a while where it seemed more dry.
"The tribe will need to be fed, even if I am alone for now."
She said to herself in a sing-songy voice, moving away from her camp of sorts until she thought it would be a sufficient distance to hunt while also adding some chance of meeting loners looking for a place to stay.
[Kubar hunts (and hopes to find other people)]

My gallery · by **NightWolf950** » Wed Dec 20, 2017 11:59 am

Number of People: 3 ( x males | 3 females)
Next visit with Ancestors: December xth
Servings Needed: x

Note to self: last fasting day.

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x

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[Takeshi goes on a patrol.
Adilya researches medicine.
Phoenix goes to gather food.
x goes hunting.

Question. Did Phoenix gather anything last time?]

My gallery · by **clarke,** » Wed Dec 20, 2017 4:17 pm

Number of People: Two
Next visit with Ancestors: December 21st

I know they're weak, but must they announce it to the whole world?

"Come out dog, I can smell your wet-fur from here. Been swimming have you?"

"Not good at making friends, eh? Well, how about an alliance? I have something you might be interested in..."

↪ Nikolas searches for herbs and recruits.
↪ Aleksandra goes scouting.
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Chief Queen:
Aleksandra Maria Tussad | 31 | Female
↪ ST-C4 / HC-106 / HS-HW / EC-DGreen / Werewolf

Chief King:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Princess:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Warlock:
Nikolas Muiri | 26 | Male | Skill Number
↪ ST-F11 | HC-130 | HS-LW | EC-LBrown | DElven

General:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Assassins:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Soliders:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Hunters:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Commoners:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Sergeant:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Recruits:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Littlies:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

Nurse Maidens:
Name | Age | Gender
↪ n/a/n

My gallery · by **ilhdc7** » Wed Dec 20, 2017 4:38 pm

Ulrica
Number of People: two males / three females
Next visit with Ancestors: {now} 26th of December
Serving Size; 5
Children Due in; 4 Posts

they had so many people in the town now. he was starting to get stressed. was he sure he wanted to take on a challenge like that?? Was this what his ancestors had intended for him? God he was turning into such a wimp! He shook his head, "Get it together Atticus!!"

He walked towards the meat storage shop, and realized that there was so few meat. His tribe wouldn't survive on this! This was crazy and he needed more people hunting for food. He sighed and swallowed his fears. They weren't going to take him. He pushed back the feelings and pulled his shoulders back.

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"Mmmmmhmmm. Food. Fruit. Veggies. Find me some veggies. Food. Fruit. Veggies. Find me some fruit," He sang to the beat of his own drum, and danced as he stepped into a small clearing. This is where he would find food and plant all plants. This was going to be good!

ancestors visit; atticus wishes for a hunter
hunting; lavanda & atticus hunt for food & more people
gathering; Beethoven looks for seeds or fruits/vegetables
shaman training; Sawyer researches crystal healing & looks for lost people

My gallery · by **Simonpet** » Thu Dec 21, 2017 5:50 pm

Black Rock Weyr
Number of People: 5
Number of Servings: 5.5
Children Due: N/A
Next Visit to North: 12/24/2017
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"Who would dare leave an egg out like this?" asked Seanni, disgusted. "Especially a queen egg. There's nothing even wrong with it!"

"Sometimes," said Borrin, pain across his face, "the northerners will send excess eggs to the south."

Seanni's face twisted. "Disgusting. I'm glad we're in the south."

"Indeed," said Abesses in agreement.

***
Some time later, the three of them had managed to bring the rather heavy golden egg back to the courtyard before the weyr. Unlike the northern weyrs, which were in extinct volcanoes, there was a footpath in and out of the main building. The weyr itself was built in and around the mountain alongside the river, and would support generations of dragonriders, dragons, and craftsmen for turns to come. It was at that moment when the egg began to tremble slightly and the hum of wild fire-lizards could be heard. Seanni turned pure white with fear. Everyone knew that to fail at Impression would mean that the hatchling would go between forever, and they couldn't risk this fate with their first.

"Get some meat," she commanded Borrin. "Now. Anything we've got."

Borrin nodded, eyes on the egg for only a moment before he sprinted into the weyr. Abesses backed away, having heard of the savage behavior of many hatchlings in search of their lifelong partner. The egg continued to tremble, a piece of the shell flaking off every minute or two. Seanni found herself holding her breath and forced herself to exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Borrin brought out a slaughtered wherry. Inhale. Exhale. This was the moment she had dreamed of for five turns. Inhale. Exhale. The egg cracked and the hatchling's head appeared. She creeled as it looked side to side, searching for a partner. Inhale. Exhale. Seanni stepped forward as the dainty queen shook off the remnants of her egg. Inhale. Exhale. Seanni and the hatchling were less than a foot away. The eyes were swirling. Swirling with red hunger, pale yellow anxiety, and green delight. Delight at having found each other at last. Delight at knowing where their place in the world was and would be forevermore.

My name is Rosanth, confided the hatchling to Seanni, and that wherry looks really good. Can I eat it?

Now
You missed a spot, complained Rosanth, turning her head--which was already almost Seanni's size--towards her rider. It still itches.

Seanni sighed. "You're never satisfied, are you?" she asked with a roll of her eyes. "Alright, you big lump." She leaned forwards, to the spot Rosanth indicated, and rubbed some more oil onto her hide. For the past year, the growing weyr had been increasingly busy. Some sevendays after Rosanth's hatching, Abesses had come across Jesni and Ershar, formerly of Tillek Hold until they had decided to travel as traders. They had accepted a place in Black Rock Weyr, eager to be a part of something so historical.

"Weyrwoman," said Borrin from behind Seanni.

The weyrwoman jumped, spilling some of the oil. "Shells, Borrin!" Seanni said. "You startled me!"

"Wasn't my intention," he said quickly with a dip of his head. "I was just going to inform you that Abesses, Ershar, and I will be hunting. Taking Chase with us, of course."

"Of course," repeated Seanni, turning back to Rosanth's hide. "I'll finish oiling this great big lump and--"

I'm not a lump! protested Rosanth.

Seanni laughed and seeing Borrin's look of confusion, as of course he couldn't hear Rosanth, said: "She disagrees."

Borrin cracked a smile. "Ah," he said. "Well, good luck oiling your lump of gold." He left without another word.

Why must you keep teasing me so? asked Rosanth pitifully, flecks of gray appearing in her eyes.

Seanni struggled to hide the smile at her dragon's dismay. "It's just a term of affection. I love you so much that to me, it's not too much of a tease. And of course, I would never want to be with any other!" she declared with a final swipe. "And...there. All good?"

Yes, replied Rosanth.

***
"Why did you leave Tillek?" Abesses asked Ershar.

Ershar hesitated for a moment. "Well," he said, drawing out the word, "Jesni wanted to explore. As part of Fishercraft, she's always been in love with the sea. And I love her."

"Ah," replied Abesses. "Love." He sounded wistful and Borrin asked him what was wrong. "Nothing's wrong," Abesses assured him. "It's just that..."

"Come on, it'll stay with us," Borrin urged.

"There was a girl I loved. I got lost and I don't know where she is now."

"It's only been a turn!" exclaimed Borrin. "Where could she have gone?"

"She's a Harper," replied Abesses. "I don't know where she's stationed now. She's one of those who does all the drawing. Mapmaking and such. She's mapped a few caverns in the south." Now, his voice was prouder, proud of the woman he loved.

"Wait, Fiva the mapmaker?" exclaimed Ershar. "She's famous! North and south! She made some portraits of Tillek's Lord Holder and his wife, you know."

Abesses grinned. "That's her. And bright and lovely as any woman is."

"What a find, what a find," said Borrin, shaking his head. "And you let her get away?"

"Well," said Abesses, blushing, "it's not like I wanted to get lost, was it?"

"True, true," murmured Borrin. "How true."

***
Jesni picked up some sand in her hand, letting it run through her fingers. The south was so warm, compared to the chilly north. And the fire-lizards were so much more common. Perhaps one day, they'd look for a fire-lizard clutch. But the day was not now, as they needed food to provide for the ever-growing queen. She smiled. When she and Ershar had first arrived at Black Rock, Rosanth had been so small, not much larger than a runner. Now, she was getting to be large and, from the looks of her, was well-bred. Not wherry-necked, not stump-necked, a graceful chest and perfectly proportioned wings. Though her father's family had been Fishercraft for generations, her mother's family was Beastcraft and Farmercraft, although the two were often so similar as to be the same. Of course, Ershar would argue and Jesni would never dare respond. Not because she was afraid; no, because she loved him so.

"Maybe," Jesni said wistfully, "we'll have our own children." A fire-lizard chirped nearby and she turned to see a tiny blue hovering next to her, colorful shell in his front paws. Another chirp, the shell dropped, and the blue went between. Jesni looked down and picked up the shell. Her lips curled into a small smile. Who needed a fire-lizard when she had several fairs always watching nearby?

Ershar and Jesni try for children
Seanni and Rosanth explore
Abesses, Borrin, and Ershar hunt
Jesni fishes
Borrin and Ershar look for seeds

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Senior Weyrwoman
Seanni | female | 28 turns | Rosanth
↪ ST - A6 / HS - LC / HC - 46 / EC - Red

Retired Dragonriders

Junior Goldriders

Headwoman

Lower Cavern Staff

Weyrbrats

x

x

x

x

x

x

Beastcrafters
Abesses | Male | 26 turns
↪ ST - B2 / HS - HW / HC - 72 / EC - L. Brown

Farmercrafters
Borrin | male | 27 turns
↪ ST - B2 / HS - LW / HC - 112 / EC - Brown
Ershar | male | 25 turns
↪ ST - D3 / HS - AC / HC - 118 / EC - D. Green

Fishercrafters
Jesni | female | 25 turns
↪ ST - B9 / HS - HC / HC - 94 / EC - Blue

Glasscrafters

Harpercrafters

Healercrafters

Starcrafters

Tannercrafters

Woodcrafters

Senior Weyrleader

Wingleaders

Wingseconds

Dragonriders

Weyrlingmaster

Weyrlings

Candidates

x

x

x

x

x

x

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