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An enormous brown dragon suddenly appears with a burst of freezing cold air, letting out a startled bugle and backwinging in surprise when he sees his surroundings as his rider lets out an equally startled shout. The dragon rumbles softly and lands in a clear area after a moment, looking around with whirling yellow eyes.
His rider also looks around a moment, then unbuckles his riding straps and slides down his dragon's cocked leg, landing a little awkwardly as he tries to keep a large fur bag from being jostled. A moment later, a gold fire lizard appears, chittering and scolding in surprise as she circles and lands on the human's shoulder.
The man glances up at his dragon, who looks back at him and gives a slight shrug, then he looks at the sign, wincing a little at its brightness. "Shards, that's bright," he mutters. He frowns slightly, idly stroking the fire lizard to calm her down, then seems to come to a decision.
"I suppose I should start with introducing myself," he says. "I am F'nor, rider of brown Canth of Benden Weyr." He pauses as he tried to think of a question. "What do you do when the thing that has been threatening your world for thousands of turns- years...is gone?"
He smiles as his fire lizard chirps. "And alternately, does anyone want a fire lizard egg? I've fifteen that I was told by my Weyrwoman to get rid of before the 'pests' drove her insane."
((Mun must head off to bed. Back. There is one egg left for the taking.))
His rider also looks around a moment, then unbuckles his riding straps and slides down his dragon's cocked leg, landing a little awkwardly as he tries to keep a large fur bag from being jostled. A moment later, a gold fire lizard appears, chittering and scolding in surprise as she circles and lands on the human's shoulder.
The man glances up at his dragon, who looks back at him and gives a slight shrug, then he looks at the sign, wincing a little at its brightness. "Shards, that's bright," he mutters. He frowns slightly, idly stroking the fire lizard to calm her down, then seems to come to a decision.
"I suppose I should start with introducing myself," he says. "I am F'nor, rider of brown Canth of Benden Weyr." He pauses as he tried to think of a question. "What do you do when the thing that has been threatening your world for thousands of turns- years...is gone?"
He smiles as his fire lizard chirps. "And alternately, does anyone want a fire lizard egg? I've fifteen that I was told by my Weyrwoman to get rid of before the 'pests' drove her insane."
((Mun must head off to bed. Back. There is one egg left for the taking.))