Season:Summer Weather: Summer has come to Northern Weyr and with it a relief from the icy cold of the harsh winter. Fields have been plowed and stock tended to as time marches towards the fall.
Expectations: With Astoth not due to fly for another turn, and Basteth not due for two turns, the Weyr looks to try and keep their advantage over Southern.
Season:Winter Weather: With the advance of the southern winter comes the hurricanes that are expected. It seems the weather is being nice in that no storms have threatened the Weyr just yet.
Expectations: The eggs harden nicely on the sands and rumor has it they could hatch any day now.
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Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer. « Thread Started on Jul 26, 2009, 7:55pm »
A few muttered apologies were all the drudges in the hall got as Crescentia ran past them in the biggest hurry of her young life. Basteth had just interrupted her breakfast to let her know that a Greenrider(She forgot that fast what his name was.) was returning with a candidate from the South. The Queen didn't elaborate, having just been woken from a nap, but she seemed both curious and ever so slightly amused, which prompted the Junior Weyrwoman to be on her guard. She was in charge for the moment, as it seemed that both the Weyrleader and Weyrwoman were missing. Basteth hadn't been able to find them, though she might not have been trying very hard. Where are you?
Sleeping. Basteth replied as she rolled over on her couch and got to her feet. I will meet you in the Weyrbowl. She added regally as though the world should be greatful that she was awake and blessing them with her presance.
Cresce stumbled out into the Weyrbowl just as a small green landed in the bowl with her Rider and a girl in tow. Wait. Girl? And unconcious, too? "I hope the Weyrwoman knows about this..." She muttered to herself as she apporached the pair. R'nor was already on the ground and was carefully pulling Roslynn off Meryl's back. He hadn't even noticed anyone was there until Basteth's heavy wingbeats snapped him out of his adrenaline induced trance. Shardit... It may not have been the Weyrwoman, but the Junior Weyrwoman was bad enough, especially since she seemed so well-suited to the job, or so he'd heard.
"For Faranth's sake, PLEASE tell me that she came with you willingly and passed out on the way!" Cresce cried as she looked at Roslynn, checking the girl for any sort of wounds. "Are you MAD?!" This was awful. Sure, maybe she wasn't that important, but on the other hand, she could be...
She is a rejected Candidate. A QUEEN candidate. Basteth informed her almost smugly, though Hers wasn't in the mood for it.
"They still want her, probably! Faranth, this is awful..." Cresce moaned, threading her fingers in her hair in frustration. She had half a mind to exile the Greenrider right there, not that she had the authority to, but the sight of his terrified looking Green made her calm a bit. How could this get any worse?
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