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Post by theknightwhosaysni on Dec 14, 2009 21:34:50 GMT -5
Akal was sleeping back in the Barracks - or, more aptly, scheming ways to get rid of Meggo - so Tylar's only companion was the bronze flit who was currently perched on his shoulder, creeling curiously as they advanced into B'nyur's Weyr.
The latest clue had led him rather randomly here...
Because B'nyur had a firelizard, didn't he? And firelizards definitely ripped pillows, he knew form personal experience, and so he'd decided to look in here, and the person would have to be well known, and who was more well known than a DragonHealer, other than the Weyrwoman and Weyrleader? Tylar wasn't about to try and get into their chambers again, though, so here he was...
Meggo chirruped, having finally deciphered His' thoughts, and the bronze took to the air, flashing between, and arriving in B'nyur's Weyr, not long before His did, and the Tylar gestured at the door, sending a silent thought along with it that ordered the young Bronze to watch the door, because if the DragonHealer came back, they'd be scurrying away, and quickly at that....
Tylar lifted a pillow experimentally, on the lookout for booby traps...
outofcoke;;
Is Show happy? xD
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Post by 4horseshowgirl4 on Dec 14, 2009 21:48:52 GMT -5
A dragon soared by the Weyr. She was a tiny little Gold, and the person on her back was wearing a hood over her face. Wait... the only Gold dragon at Dalibor was Callistath, and she was huge! So who was this? And was the dragon... painted? The person gave a maniacal cackle of laughter before throwing something at Tylar, hitting him on the back of the head. Itching powder exploded out everywhere. Oh, dear, B'nyur wasn't going to enjoy coming home to a weyrful of that stuff... who were these people, and where did they get so much of the stuff?
Ah, well, guess you'll never find out! Keep looking!
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