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 Out Scouting
Posted: Nov 20 2008, 09:37 PM


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It was a bright day, if a bit windy. Sitting upon a runnerbeast, a figure looked down the path into the opening of the Hold ahead. It resembled so much like the Bowl of the only surviving Weyr nearby. Unfortunately she had been there recently. The place was basically a cesspool for depression, disease, and foul tempers. It had not made for a good stop on the trace. And now she was here, the rumored Wher Hold. Her train had searched a long time for it, and here it was. Or so she thought. There was only one way to find out. Pulling her cloak tighter around her neck and her hood up, she took a breath. With a deft flick, she kicked her gelding on down the path, letting his large hooves carry them ever closer.

Ada felt a bit out of place without her flute or harp strapped to her back. But they were stored safely in the caravan back on the trace. Her only protection were George's hooves, Jasper's claws, her small knife, and her red cloak. She hoped the denizens of this Hold would be more hospitable than those of the Weyr. Ada swore they had lost marks at that foul place. The dragonriders had lost hope, it seemed. They were just waiting for death by her observations. Shaking her head to clear her mind, Ada turned to the task at hand. She reined George in before the entrance to the Hold. Glancing at the door and promenade, she wondered if there would be a Steward of sorts to hail her. As it was, she stood in her saddle and glanced around her, looking for signs of life.

Jasper chose that moment to appear overhead, the blue flitt lighting on her Person's shoulder and sitting there proudly. Ada would have to find out the reason for his pride later. No doubt some successful prank somewhere. No matter. He was a blue, after all. They tended to be known for either their mischievous ways or downright laziness. Pushing her hood back, Ada let her black hair fall, tendrils waving in the breeze and looked up at the Hold once more. Where was everyone?


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Posted: Nov 25 2008, 10:04 PM


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Erilanid and Erisk were both walking around trying to see what there was to do. Erisk was large but no where near as big as any other Wher, she was small as far as the metallics went but the new ones she was quite large and she was a good friend, always there never far from Erilanid. Thats when he saw another person one he had never seen before he was interested in talking to this new woman that was on the back of RunnerBeast.

"Greetings, dear lady. I'm Erilanid bonded of Erisk." Erilanid told her as he greeted her with a bow. She was a pretty little thing he knew that she was new to the area. Erisk preened as she looked at the woman that was there, Erisk was quite pleased with herself for growing up this far.

Erisk's, who that? Erisk better Erisk prettier. Erisk told Erilanid he was quite weirded out by the fact that Erisk had never grown out of her superiority complex even with Suresk.


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Posted: Dec 9 2008, 11:49 PM


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Ada was about to give up on the guard that was supposedly posted at every Hold entrance ever seeing her and call out a greeting to the gait when finally a living creature arrived. Two creatures to be exact. One startled Ada slightly. She had never actually seen a wher this close, or even one that seemed so attached to a human. The whers she had seen at other Holds were pitiful creatures, beaten and half-starved. This little gold looked extremely healthy. And very dangerous. George didn't even flinch beneath her at the sight of the wher. Instead he seemed rather curious, but her firm hold on the reins kept him from wandering forward to sniff her. With careful precision, Ada flung her leg over the saddle and slid to the ground, every move meant to show off her bodies lines and form. Brushing her hood back along with a stray lock of her raven hair. She smiled at the Wherhandler, returning his bow with a practiced one of her own.

"I am Arraenja," she returned the greeting, giving her performance name as opposed to her casual one. After all, if her train did end up stopping here, being introduced on stage as a different person could get confusing. The fact that introducing herself as someone else to a closer person, or changing the name people called her would get just as confusing never came into her mind. She held George's lead firmly, keeping his head just above her shoulder where she could keep an eye on him. As it was, he was snuffling her hair as he always did when a head of hair was nearby. He still wanted to sniff the funny creature, but his Person wouldn't let him. And like all well-trained runners, the fact that he was much, much bigger than Ada never occurred to him.

"I serve as an ambassador for my caravan," Ada continued without pause, feeling Jasper's interest in the wher from his perch on her shoulder. "We are seeking the Lord and Lady of the Hold to beg shelter and sustenance to break up the monotony of train life." The speech was impromptu, never practiced save in the split moment it took Ada to think. Oh yes, she was Harper-trained, and trained well.


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Posted: Dec 10 2008, 04:35 AM


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"Then come into the Hold and be welcomed, it would be improper to do otherwise Arraenja. Also do not fear Erisk she is sweet as a lamb as long as you don't try to hurt me." Erilanid told her as he looked at his Wher she was beautiful and she knew how he felt about her and how he would always put her first.

Erisk, Erisk's sniff. Big creature smell, Erisk want know why. Erisk tells Erilanid as she moves toward the Runnerbeast, she was interested in knowing what it would do next. She had never been this close to a Runnerbeast before it made her curious and interested in knowing what it was.

"Don't mind her she just doesn't know what a Runnerbeast is, she grew up here at this Hold. She hatched here for me, so she took the name Erisk as is proper for a Wher. Also what is the name of the little blue friend?" Erilanid spoke with eloquence, she was quite interested in knowing what was going on, he knew that she was here for an envoy between the Hold and her Train. Why else was she here? Erilanid was curious as his Wher they both wanted to know things albeit different things but still things.


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