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Post by stolenhart on Jan 29, 2009 9:05:29 GMT -6
"No", Ilayria agreed, "Not bad at all. For having nearly half the clutch stolen our end still turned out fairly decent. Two bronzes, browns, assorted blues and greens, not bad at all", she wasn't going to be moan the fact that the gold should have been, should have Impressed a Northern girl. When the North had all the golds they could have simpled outwaited the Southerners. There had been plenty of room in the North to expand to, they never need send riders South again. Now, well they could still outwait the South.
"Yes, about that Benden", Ilayria turned to her Weyrleader, hooking her arm through his. "Let's go up to the Weyr and discuss it over a hot bath then we can come back down for the Hatching Feast to eat at least", he gave him a wink and dashed off to find her brother and congratulate him on his first weyrling class. It seemed he would have an easy class this go round, only twelve to teach. He's best find him a good Assistant soon though, within the six month Astoth's clutch would be hatching.
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