Squibbait: Weyrleader S'ex of Bendover Weyr

( Never fear, S'ex is here! )

( Owl )

( Owl to Renata Leynier )

Brienne of Tarth jerked into consciousness almost violently. She blinked rapidly and took stock of herself. The room she was in was as silent as the grave, and she wondered briefly if she'd been killed. Then memories came flooding back. No, she wasn't dead. She was at Hogwarts. So were Sansa and Arya Stark, so was--the Seven help her--their undead ( Read more... )

( Too heavy for an owl )

( Owl and a thank-you gift to Renata )

It was curious, Renata thought, that whatever enchantment made her speech comprehensible to others and theirs to her, this enchantment also seemed operative on the words she wrote. Concepts that did not translate well remained in the original casta of the Domains. Those were few, and mainly had to do with the terminology surrounding the use of ( Read more... )

( now I know a refuge never grows / from a chin in a hand and a thoughtful pose / got to tend the earth if you want a rose )

A mist swirls in the middle of the Sorting Room. Out of this mist steps a young woman in long woolen skirts, her copper hair held back from her face with a butterfly clasp. She looks uncertain, though not disoriented or distraught, and she answers aloud the questions posed to her. A Dictaquill takes down the answers so that persons who arrive at ( Read more... )