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Life at Benden Weyr proved to be quite an
adjustments. Not only were they unused to the presence of the large
reptilians, Brygh and De'Urh realised how bad some worlds were when it
came to survival. There were plenty of dangers on Khylar, but they usually
left you on your own so long as you didn't invade their territory or went
out alone. Having a parasitic creature rain down from the sky at set
intervals was on an entirely different level.
The dragonriders and Weyrfolk told them what they needed to know, but they
had plenty still to discover. As Talia had suggested, they inquired about
standing for a clutch. The regular sands were empty for now. But more
clutches would come eventually. There was a clutch on the Lost Sands, but
the Eienic dragons there were somewhat of an enigma to the Pernese as
well. Still, Brygh and De'Urh were encouraged to go meet the aunt of the
clutch, Mara of Oaths.
"Are you worthy?"
The silver dragon looked intently at the two warriors. They would not
cower in fear. But she saw the confusion on their faces as they didn't
know what to say.
"Hmm, we'll see." she said
after a lengthy pause, "You can meet the
hatchlings and they'll decide."
They were let into the secluded sands where the six orphaned hatchlings
were living for now. They were all different. They all seemed to favour
black, white, yellow and blue colours, though it wasn't hard to tell them
apart. The black male Telbenyr seemed to mostly ignore them while the
oldest female Braedri asked them a lot about Khylar, some things they
could not answer though. The imposing blue girl Cozza was already
crackling with lightning as she was intending to link to her father's
element. The two youngest of the clutch seemed to be a bit shy for now,
keeping their distance despite their bright colours.
It was the second oldest boy, Esso the Quick Fang, who showed most
interest in the two adventurers. He sensed their innate love for
competition and felt they would challenge him. There was little else to do
around here so a few fun competiotns would be nice. And maybe they'd lead
him to find that thing he was meant to link to. He had time yet to make a
Over a year had passed. Esso was still wavering. Some of his siblings had
bonded, others were still waiting. He was an adult by now and the spell to
link was burning in the back of his mind. A constant reminder that he
maybe should link to something to make certain he lived at least as long
as his parents. His competitive streak urged him to do better. But how
could he beat lightning? Or a mountain?
"Want to go for a run again?" De'Urh asked.
The warrior had come often to the Lost Sands, having come to know the
hatchings and feeling similarly out of place on Pern. He usually came with
Brygh but sometimes one of them had other duties. He shouldn't feel
bothered by it, but lately Brugh had been coming less and less. And he
found that sad because she was a good person. Someone with a drive to win
but without being unfair. He'd been getting a bigger handicap each time,
but it never was something that favoured the humans. They always made
certain that they needed to work hard and that he had a chance of winning.
Like when he had been banned from flying to race to the top of the
mountain. Sure he couldn't fly, but he was still bigger than them which
meant that he still had an advantage. Esso grinned when he remembered how
they'd all scrambled up the mountain. His win hadn't been easy, but he'd
made it to the top first.
"Want to see who can dive deepest?" he suggested to De'Urh.
Esso knew he was biger and stronger, but he was also more bouyant and his
wings would severly hinder him diving. Maybe the humans would weigh
themselves down with rocks. Esso would let them. And maybe allow them the
use of a breathing device since he had bigger lungs.... But before he
could formulate the rules to the dare, De'Urh interupted him.
"I'd like to take you somewhere first."
Esso was curious and followed the warrior to the home he lived in with
Brygh. Both of them made no secret of the fact that they wanted to return
home. The rooms were quite bare, except for a place to sleep, a place to
hang their clothes and a the new big bag of gear Brygh had assembled,
there wasn't much to look at. It was then that Esso noticed something
different about Brygh.
"We wanted to let you know first but didn't want anyone to overhear
yet." Brygh smiled.
"We're going to have a baby." De'Urh beamed.
"We need to wait a bit longer to be sure though." Brygh said.
She'd seen too many women lose their babies on Khylar to share the news so
soon. But she'd realised Esso would notice straight away so they hadneeded
to do something. In a few months she wouldn't be able to participate in
the contests for a while. In fact, she probably should stop now since some
of their dares had been quite dangerous. The thought saddened her, but the
knowledge she'd be getting something of her and De'Urh in return made her
Esso felt happy for the couple of people he'd gotten to know. And suddenly
it struck him. He raised a paw and placed it gently over Brygh's abdomen.
He recited the spell without a second thought and told them: "I'll
keep this one safe and all others after him. I'll make certain nothing bad
happens to any of your descendants and in turn they will keep me
Linked at Alternate
Name: Esso, the Quick Fang
Title after link: ???
Parents: Ashram of Lightning & Peri of the Imperial Crevasse
Species: Eienic Dragon
Description: Quick to temper and quick to cool, Esso has an affinity for
lightning magic along with speed spells and being an overall daredevil.
He's got next to zero patience, but enough compassion and drive to make
the world a better place to make his quickfire flaws tolerable. Somebody
give him a space ship and a space race to win.
"Tell us the story again Esso!" a young girl called.
The blue dragon who had lost count of his exact age, but he was somewhere
between 220 and 250 now, stirred and smiled at the feisty girl. She
reminded him of her ancient ancestor. Especially the way she snuggled
close when it got colder. Two boys, her cousins, also ran up to him, their
"Don't bother Esso too much if he doesn't want to." one of their
uncles told them.
"No it's fine. I don't mind telling the story."
And so he started: "Once upon a time, long, long ago, but right
around the corner, there were 6 heroes..."
"Were they valiant?" the girl asked, giggling as she knew the
"Hardly! They were a rowdy bunch. But they had courage and skill. And
they were wanting for money. So this one job they were told about sounded
Within minutes, half a dozen more people were gathered around to listen to
the story that had happened even before he was born but he'd heard about
firsthand. He'd met these people and a lot of the ones that had come
after. There were plenty of descendants and his life was quite secure.
Because he knew the kids liked it, he added a bit of lightning flashing to
some of the scarier parts of the story and was rewarded by shrieks from
them and laughter of the older generations.
When the story had ended, the boys asked: "Can you tell us about the
crystal thieves too?"
Esso chuckled, "We'll be here all night with that one.", he left
a little pause but then said: "But it is a great story and I guess we
don't need to be anywhere tomorrow."
This one was a story he'd heard years after he'd met Brygh and De'Urh. But
it made sense and by the link he'd felt with it, he suspected that they
too belonged to him. A lineage was a curious thing. He could feel all
those little descendants that were linked with him. Most were here on
Khylar, but others were spread all through the galaxy. He knew when they
were in danger, when they were happy or sad. And he'd be there for each
one of them in their time of need.
[STORY] . [BRYGH]
[DE'URH] [LHIAM] [NAYALLA]