( In which the dragons defend Blacksands Hold, Imadrith gets an order of BBQ'd hide to go, and Eryn's precious vanity is threatened. )

So you've probably noticed either a distinct lack of Eryn online or a distinct lack of activity when I am on. First, I want to apologize for that. I go through periods of burn-out from time to time, and this seems to be an especially long and nasty one. I've also got a lot of stress happening IRL. I underwent a procedure through January and February that left me with basically no memory of those weeks, so if I said anything particularly odd, again I apologize. The first anniversary of my mother's death is March 17, so I'm stuck in a depression about that, and it's sucking up my energy. I've got the usual money concerns, lack of job concerns, and some personal issues that are staying that way. In short, my mindset is not anywhere near appropriate for RP. I thought you all at least deserved an explanation. I'll probably continue to do what I've been doing, logging on just to keep her active, but unless I'm having a really, really good moment, I probably won't do more than comment on-channel from time to time, if that. I do plan to try and attend the Hatching. We'll see about anything before then.

Ista Weyr's 47th PC Clutch
Minka's gold Ryazusith & D'baji's bronze Nverath
Friday, April 13th, 2007
(Imadrith's insp was very helpful for these little details!)

( 'Dragons can be gorgeous, I s'pose.' )

This log has been heavily edited for extreme spam and silliness. If, for some reason, you don't have your own copy and you want my original, leave a comment here with your email address, or else drop me an @send, and I'll get it to you ASAP. No typos, spelling mistakes, etc., were corrected, including my own. Joy.

Ista Weyr's 47th PC Clutch
Minka's gold Ryazusith & D'baji's bronze Nverath
Friday, April 13th, 2007
(Imadrith's insp was very helpful for these little details!)

PC:
Eryn and green Imadrith (Post-Apocalyptic Pioneer Green Dragonet)
M'cai and brown Giavistoth (Different Time and Place Brown Dragonet)
Thyia and blue Phthongoth (Cosmic Rebirth Blue Dragonet)
T'lor and blue Kayganoth (Wildfires Ashes Blue Hatchling)
M'erc and blue Hydasnth (Calm After the Storm Blue Dragonet)
R'ell and bronze Sunevoth (Post-Revolution Proletarian Bronze Dragonet)

NPC:
S'robin and green Minstrelth
G'reen and green Soylenth
Joan and green Baezth
D'lai and brown Lamath
C'sar and bronze Augustuth

( 'Hey, nobody get eviscerated, okay?' )

Scenario: Late night in the Weyr living caverns, an Eryn with an extremely proddy dragon runs into Pippa, who's getting a little tired of certain candidate rules ...

( Yes, Imadrith. Green dragon. Glowing with good health, among other things. )

I don't think I'll ever really accept sharing my thoughts with someone else the way I do with Imadrith. She thinks I'm too talkative, too argumentative, but what would she rather from me? Would she prefer that I tell her how I really feel, that I let out all the frustration of not being able to block her from my head? It feels like I've become a different person since that egg split and Imadrith stepped out, like Eleryn doesn't even remotely resemble Eryn. I let Imadrith tell me what to do, accept her exercise plans with nothing more than superfluous complaints. Eleryn would have told her where she could take her exercise plans. And it's not that I don't like to exercise. I'd been running every evening since I arrived at the Weyr. I'm beautiful, and I have a perfect figure to compliment the fact. I'd be a fool to compromise that. Looks can be a powerful tool, after all ...

I wish I could say I know who I am now. Nothing is clear in the limbo of weyrlinghood, and Imadrith is only three months old. Weyrlinghood is at least a Turn. It seems I won't have time to find out who Eryn is for a while yet. I'm still a morning person. That's not the problem with that dratted exercise, no matter what anyone else might think. I like rising with Rukbat. It gives me more time to get things done. How sad is it that all I can say for certain is I'm still a morning person. I fear my precise nature, my quick wit, and my sharp tongue have been dulled by Imadrith. It sounds horrible even as I write it. I love her. I love her even more than I love Nat, despite the whole shared thoughts issue. Maybe that's where that gets so mixed up. I love her, but I have that bit of frustration, and I don't know how long I can hide it.

I got the urge to expand a little bit on my NPCs and their predecessors, and on Eryn's predecessor, S'drana. Right now, I have a definite character reference for one NPC, a possible reference for another, nothing for a third, and nothing for Eryn or S'drana.

( In the beginning ... )

( The visitors from elseM* )

( Stefania, Natalya, and a picture )

( Jessilane, Sarilsy, and another picture )

This handwriting is almost artistic in the way it flows across the hide. Each word is rendered in elegant script.

Dearest Eryn,

To begin with, no killing anyone with anything. I daresay that would only create dissent among a group of riders and dragons not nearly large enough to handle it. Even a weaver knows that infighting among riders or dragons has the potential to cause trouble that's far more serious than whatever the fighting is about. On the subject of Thyia, I seem to recall a girl Impressing blue who looked frighteningly young to my eyes. You never have had patience for children and younger teenagers, and if it bothers you that much, simply take your concerns to the Weyrlingmaster and let him deal with her instead.

On the subject of R'ell, I am not entirely sure what to say. I am aware these prejudices exist among some Holders and Crafters, but I find myself surprised that they would exist in a Weyr. Perhaps that is just an example of how little I've traveled, or perhaps he is not entirely existing in the reality of life at a Weyr. Again, let the Weyrlingmaster handle him. It's not worth upsetting your Imadrith.

It is strange where we all ended up. I suppose neither Rilsy nor I were much of a surprise. Rilsy was a weyrbrat, and she Impressed. Mother is a master weaver, and I became a weaver. And you ... you surprised everyone, even yourself. I thought at one time that you would follow in Aunt Iyryn's steps and become a healer. Certainly no one ever saw you becoming a rider, especially you! I would like to think that this will not change things too much. At the risk of this getting back to Rilsy, I've always held you closer to my heart than I've held her. I'm probably being silly, or as you would say, illogical, but I know Impression changes people. I'm not sure where this is coming from. The time, perhaps. I'm off to bed. Take care, sister of my heart.

Nat

OOC notes: Eryn, like her predecessor, has two older cousins. Sarilsy, Rilsy for short, is a greenrider at Southern Weyr. Natalya, or Nat, is the oldest and a weaver journeyman at the High Reaches Weaver Hall. Despite the age differences, life differences (until now), and the distances, the three are extremely close.

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The letter is written in a near-perfect hand, the writing little changed from the forms taught by the harper Turns ago.

Nat,

I don't know whether to punch my fellow weyrlings or simply kill them. With words, of course, although with physical objects becomes a tempting prospect in at least one instance. M'erc is fine, and - don't you dare laugh - M'cai is potentially turning into a friend--stop laughing. I still don't know T'lor all that much, so I'll reserve judgment for now. A first, I hear you saying. You can thank Imadrith for that. I still think she's insane for Impressing me, but I'm certainly not giving her up at this point. No, the two trouble spots remain R'ell and Thyia. I don't think cutting one's hair is a point worth arguing, do you? Thyia continues to try to get away with simply wearing her hair up. She is rather young, although I don't recall being that vain when I was that age. Or that willfully blind to the rules, for that matter. It will be entertaining when the Weyrlingmaster or one of his assistants catches on to what she's doing.

And then there is R'ell. R'ell who finds two men together or two women together to be loathsome. He can't let it go with M'cai. That's what brought about my show of unity with M'cai to begin with. Before you say it, incidentally, no, my preferences are not beginning to moves towards M'cai. I simply find it intolerably stupid and ignorant behavior from R'ell, especially in a Weyr. Does he honestly believe that male dragons with female riders never fly green dragons with female riders, or that greens with male riders are not flown by male dragons with male riders? I know Rilsy mentioned once or twice that she'd woken up after a flight with a female companion. It's worse because that dragon of his has some sort of 'My rider is always right, yours is not' complex. He actually got Imadrith to lash out, and that is very hard to do, even if she tried to placate him immediately after. If not for evidence to the contrary, I would think bronze dragons are unusually thick dragons.

Imadrith awakes, my dear, and I can feel her hunger already. I apologize for writing nothing but complaints this time. Perhaps a few days will bring about something lighter. Meanwhile, take care of yourself, and of that holder of yours, too. I still think he doesn't deserve you, but you seem inexplicably happy nonetheless. Fare thee well, sister of my heart.

Eryn

( She will become primordial as she takes to the sky. )

Non-dragon reference pictures:
http://scifipedia.scifi.com/images/9/9d/Teylaemmagan.jpg (provided by me)
http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v295/Laxurume/green-miata.jpg