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Description:
Eastern Weyr is an 11th Pass PbeM RP group based on Anne McCaffrey's World of Pern.
This group is where we play, where all IC threads will be posted.
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(07.13.2761 - GATHER) You Are the Sentinels, Silent and Pure. . . (Lorali/Mikloran)
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Mikloran plucked at a hair on his Gather vest. It was a deep, wine red that brought out the ice in his eyes, his brushed leather trousers as black as deepest night, the off-white tunic with its flowing sleeves all impecably cared for. No stray hair was allowed to rest on them, they were the only clothes he had that he cared for so. His mother had made them for him once he'd gotten his growth, and they were his Gather best. He ran a hand through his bright-sun yellow hair and smiled. Today was bound to be relaxing. After spending so much time about the Weyr, it would be nice to get out among more -normal- people. There would be riders at the Gather, of course, but there would also be many holders and crafters as well.... more »
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(07.13.2761) (Mock Gather) Rumor Mill Game (Weyrlings)
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OOC: Feel free to work an order out between yourselves. Remember, Human to their dragon, dragon to the next dragon, that dragon to their human, then to the next human, rinse repeat. No dragon should ever have to talk to a human not their own, nor a human to a dragon not their own, but human-to-human whispers are OK, as are Dragon-to-Dragon.... more »
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(06.28.2761) So, We're Definitely Friends (attn: I'lir, R'yos)
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R'yos was pretty sure that he could not stand I'lir. But... he could not
help but feel terribly concerned for him after that kid from the class
ahead of them went ballistic and tried to murder his face off. And it was
more than just the usual, 'Wow, you and your dragon probably almost just
died; are you OK!?' sort of concern one might feel for anyone in that... more »
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(07.15.2761 - GOLDFLIGHT) The Little Blue Who Could. . . Or Couldn't. (Fi/Satyrth, Any Weyrlings/WLMs)
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((Ohh.)) "Hrm?" Fiena looked up from where she was working on her lesson work. It had been neglected some during the Gather days, and she needed to catch up. <<What's up, love?>>
((Gold Xyxith takes the skies, above the clouds and males she flies.))
<<Goodie. . .>> Well, that explained the sudden urge to satisfy certain desires that were pretty much forbidden at the moment. . . <<Wait, where are you going? You know we're still under lock and key after what happened with K'lor!>>... more »
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(GOLDFLIGHT-07.15.2761) Oh no you didn't (M'kan/Mik)
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M'kan's firelizard egg was big and bronze and shiny and warm. It sat
buried in sand above M'kan's hearth, a large pile coals glowing warmly
beneath it. M'kan sighed in contentment as he watched it, reaching a hand
gingerly towards it to shift a thin layer of sand over the top. He'd
gotten the bestest one in the entire stand, just liked he'd asked! Even... more »
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(07.12. 2761) A Couple Of Stout Lads ( Attn: Rymeron / Ozmyr)
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If there was one lesson Ozmyr had learned in his brief time at the Weyr it was that when thread was falling there was plenty of work for everyone. It wasn't just the riders, though they obviously had the most important rule. There was also everyone who labored to support them and keep them in the... more »
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