K'roohan returned from Dragonhope
Weyr with a few other searchriders to fetch the six candidates he'd picked
up in the storm. Not all of them had been all that eager at first but
something must have changed since in the end all of them had agreed to join
The two young men, Lester and Kantin were unattached and without steady
jobs. They hadn't needed much convincing. K'roohan thought that of the two,
Kantin was the one who was most mature. But that didn't mean that Lester was
without merit. Just that he might need to grow up a bit more. The last of
the young men, Waver, had not been as stoked with the prospect of becoming a
candidate at first. He was a smith's apprentice and liked the job well
enough. But maybe the excitement of the other two had brought him along for
the ride. It was hard to say.
Looking at the girls, K'roohan noticed immediately that Diete felt his eyes
upon her. Almost naturally she shifted away so one of the others obstructed
his view. There was a story there but it wasn't in his nature to pry.
Clearly the girl had a high level of empathy which would get her a dragon
for sure. Averna, who Diete was hiding behind, was most definitely the most
grounded of the three girls. She was bright and cheerful and always seemed
to be busy. But a high level of energy was a good thing when looking after a
hatchling. K'roohan hadn't known if the two girls would show up to be taken
to the Weyr. After all women often had other duties in the household and
weren't as free to leave as excess sons.
And lastly there was Zulma. She could be trouble. But life wasn't meant to
be boring anyway and sometimes the world needed daredevils to get things
done. K'roohan knew he'd be watching all the candidates he'd searched in the
coming years. He might even make a little wager with Takanth to see if he
could guess what they would impress.
Not long after they'd been searched, Diete
and the others were attending the hatching of Light Gold Nariath and White
Fath. It was unusual for a white to have caught a queen, but maybe because
of his size, all the eggs were said to be smaller than average. Diete
wouldn't know to compare either way.
Over 50 candidates were gathered since more clutches were coming. Diete knew
she would impress at one eventually. Straightening the white robe she was
wearing, she tried to look strong and not like she was nervous and didn't
have a clue what was going to happen.
As the eggs hatched and people around her started impressing, Diete's mind
wandered to the letter she'd received from Lester. He hadn't been able to
tell her much about the man he'd received it from, but apparently he was her
real father. He'd vanished when she'd only been a baby so she didn't even
have memories of him. The letter also didn't leave her any way to contact
him, just that he wished her well.
"What an annoying thing to do!"
a voice bright as day and sounding like a carillon of bells suddenly said
inside her head. Diete looked up and stared into the deep blue eyes of a
small golden dragon. When had she even hatched?
"About five minutes ago." the
little hatchling supplied.
"I'm sorry for not noticing you,... Esmeth." Diete said, finding
the name in her mind.
"That likely won't happen again."
"I'm sure it won't." Diete smiled and sighed, she had an ally
A little bit later in that same year, the candidates returned to stand for
the clutch of Gold Ykauth and Bronze Shyveth. Lester looked around
and for once was happy to not look his years because over the past months
he'd noticed he was one of the oldest people among the candidates. Most of
them were in their late teens and here he was, nearing his 26th birthday.
Maybe he'd wasted his opportunity and should have tried his luck at the Weyr
sooner. But who would have thought he even stood a chance? Not even in his
wildest dreams had he thought of being a dragonrider.
Looking intently at the eggs, Lester tried to determine which one would
hatch next. Holding his breath and focusing as if he could draw the little
dragonets to him with just his willpower.
Finally a blue dragon hatched. Everything about the dragon looked cool, from
the blue of his hide to the lighter sky-blue of his wingsails. Even his
green eyes seemed to gaze coldly into the world... only the presence that
bloomed in his heart was warm and comforting.
"I'm certain we could discover something when
we fly." the hatchling spoke to him.
"You're mine?" Lester asked to be certain.
"You know I am. My name is Qoggrekth."
Waver returned to stand for
his third clutch. Realistically speaking not too much time had passed since
he'd been searched. The master smith at Remyndal Hall had assured him that
taking time off to impress a dragon was something quite common and wouldn't
interfere with his studies. But the amount of time it was taking did leave
Waver a bit uncomfortable. He'd been practicing of course, but his days had
been packed with chores. Even with the huge amount of candidates present,
there was always work to be done. To be fair, the trainers and stewards did
know of his background and Waver often found himself with maintenance duties
that came close to what he should be learning.
The clutch of White Camdnith and Royal Blue Kindanenth was smaller than the
previous two, but with the parents being oddly coloured, a lot of people
were still present to witness the hatching. While eggs hatched and people
impressed, Waver couldn't help but feel his eyes being drawn to one
particular egg. He couldn't help but feel that the dragon inside was
Still, Waver had to wait until the very end before his egg hatched. A
white-grey hatching fell to the sands and when he stood up and flexed his
wings, it became apparent that they were the colour of tea or mud.
"I'd prefer tea to mud." a
jolly, bright presence sounded in his mind.
"I'll make sure to use that one, Pfilhadgth."
Waver nodded, dead-serious.
"You can call me Pfil for short too."
the dragon said as he crossed the small distance and nuzzled Waver's hand.
"Much appreciated." Waver nodded.
"You humans lack some organs to pronounce it
correctly anyway." the dragon shrugged and gave a playful
Zulma returned to the hatching
sands for the first time in half a year, standing for the clutch of Green
Lerhinath and Cream Dentath. She'd been at Dragonhope for nearly 2years now.
The pleas from her parents to return home were becoming ever more
persistent. Realistically speaking they didn't actually needed her at home
since her two younger brothers could keep the family business going. Instead
she had to come to terms with the fact that her parents genuinely cared
Life at the Weyr hadn't been all that different from life at her home. There
were still chores and expectations. Things she could do and things she
wasn't allowed to. In fact, all things considered she was now probably less
free than she'd been at home since sneaking out of the Weyr was all the more
Which had finalised Zulma's decision that this would be her last trial. If
she didn't impress today she'd return home and start studying to become a
forester. She would be suited for the job.
"Please don't." a small
greenish voice asked her.
At first belieiving it might have been Averna, Zulma asked: "Why
"You're the only here who will understand me.
I don't need others, just you." the voice continued.
Zulma looked around and saw the small green hatchling across the sands which
eyes were burning a hole into her soul. The dragonet was small and didn't
look all that powerful, but she was there and she was hers.
"Sifgirth." Zulma whispered.
"Yours." the dragonet replied.
Returning to the sands once more,
Averna hoped this time her dragon would hatch. She'd watched as her friends
had found their bonds and had started training. Because of their different
schedules, they'd grown apart. Not that their friendship had been that
strong to begin with. They'd hardly known each other before they'd come to
dragonhope. Averna didn't know how long one could wait before a candidate
was told to leave the Weyr. She would be 26 this year. She was getting up in
age to be a candidate.
Looking around, she only recognised Kantin among the candidates. When you'd
been here as long as they'd been, you had trouble making new friends among
other candidates. Still, she was social enough to not have too hard a
Kantin noticed Averna looking at him. He'd tried to bait her once but she
hadn't given in. And that was fine, there were plenty of fish in the sea.
Kantin had seen the insides of many a weyr. Especially during those mating
flights. All those excited feelings flying around sure got the juices
flowing and the invites coming. Never mind if he impressed or not, he felt
quite happy with his life. He had found a place where he could belong.
Attention returned to the eggs as the clutch of Bronze-speckled Gold
Memelinath and Bronze Jiioth started to break. Kantin wondered if he should
keep an eye on the blue-tinged egg as K'roohan had told him too. Every now
and then he still saw the searchrider and just a few nights before today
he'd told Kantin that he and Takanth were certain both he and Averna would
impress today. They'd even made a wager out of which egg would be theirs.
Kantin hadn't told Averna but apparently K'roohan believed the
green-speckled egg would be hers while Takanth favoured the red-tinged egg
for the woman.
Averna looked around nervously until her eyes fell upon a pale blue egg with
a white swirl. It broke neatly in half, revealing a forest green dragonet
with bright blue eyes. Within seconds Averna knew that was her bond.
"Sraknelth!" she called and the dragonet turned her head.
"There you are." she said as
she elegantly made her way to Averna, "Nice to
Kantin grinned and broadened his field of view to include other eggs than
the blue-tinged one K'roohan had picked for him. Apparently the searchrider
wasn't very good at predicting impressions. But then the blue-tinged egg
hatched a bronze who made his way straight toward Kantin.
"I'm Leedlenth." the hatchling
said, stroking his side to Kantin's body.
"So you really were mine, right?"
"I made sure everyone knew."
Entwined - Dragonhope Hatchings - Weyrling Training
STATS: Averna, Diete, Lester,
Kantin, Waver, Zulma
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