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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2018 1:11 pm
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That looked... like fun. Keziath leaned down, delicately taking a redfruit into her-- ulp!
"Shardit, Kezi, I told you not to eat it! Don't play with the redfruit." Sabina sighed, arms crossed over her chest as she observed the clear as day look of guilt on the Green's face.
You were right, Keziath told Therianth, who had told her that it probably wouldn't work for her. I didn't want to eat it, I just wanted to play.
"I'm not looking for anyone in particular. Just Western Weyr." Which, Sabina was assuming, she was currently quite near, if the size of the Green dragon before her was any indication. Still growing, clearly.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2018 9:11 am
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The more Therianth spoke, the more ashamed Keziath became. No... I don't. I don't know how to play. I have never played before. Embarrassed, the Green used her tail to cover herself a little with sand. How... do you play? she asked, peering down at the much smaller Green.
Oh dear.
... Sabina listened to the woman in the tree, and quirked a brow when a slight, even shorter girl dropped down before her. And she'd thought she had to look up to talk to most riders. Well. This was new. But the young woman held herself with a familiar grace and presence. A fellow performer, perhaps?
She digested the strange things the other was saying, tilting her head as she listened. "My name's Sabina, and that's Keziath... as you might already have heard. Where do I find this 'R'mor'? Or 'Hestina'? It doesn't matter to me who I should talk to, just that we find a place here." Like it or not, they needed a Weyr... and this one was reportedly the best place to be a Greenrider.
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