... the imposing staircase that twines up along the northern wall, leading to the weyr's huge kitchens. Vintner Harry busies himself behind the 'bar'; nearby hangs the day's 'menu'. You see Reuben, Lim, and R'ish's Dice here. R'ish and Nomi are here. Obvious exits: Bowl Lower Caverns Stairs Weyr Tunnel Nomi picks up her fork and offers R'ish a bit of wherry back, for the piece she took -...
... She sighs, saying, "I suppose I've taken too long of a break. Back to work I guess!" She nods her farewells to those around her, still being as pleasant as she can as she heads back up the stairs. R'ish is out! And About! She's still leaning heavily on a cane, and moving slowly. It still hurts.. but no where near as badly as her last journey out did. And so.. Into the Living Caverns she heads. Slowly...
...to her." Point out the obvious. Madri is not without her manners, so as such she will cast a tired smile towards Taini and the unfamiliar Emilia. There's a half-hearted nod and before she can finish settling herself into her seat she'll offer Taq a more audible greeting. "Herdbeasts and Caprine? Excellent food for a growing dragon." She'll offer her approval, noting with some appreciation the...
...of disgruntlement is emitted from the Weyrlingmaster. If anyone said anything to her in those moments, she will have missed out on their words as she rises abruptly. Coat is slide back on and R'ish is regarded cooly. "I need you flying R'ish, not hurting yourself further. Paperwork is in the end, my duty so.. .just take care of yourself, okay?" The tone contains some warmth, though her words...
After N'lon's fall and R'ish's injury... Outside the Weyrling Barracks Four stone arches mark the entrance to the weyrling barracks here, nestled within the northwestern wall of the bowl. The ground here is solid packed, freed from any growth by the zealous tending of the young pairs that frequent this area; tracks from shuffling feet, darker splotches of oil, stray scraps of...
...the bits of frozen mud to melt into puddles that will annoy some drudge, later. A glance toward the bed that was center of so much attention the previous night, guides Th'deus' path. R'ish fell asleep last night reading over the Thread report scroll that was left for her. The report is cluched to her chest by R'ish's good arm. There's a small pained sound that comes from the woman before...
...which is, really, the natural place one would expect to find a wounded rider, with the dragon in the ground weyr. But the answer from a gruff, one-word inquiry does let Th'deus know where R'ish is. So now the man shows up here, and takes a look around. Avarra walks in from the hallway leading towards the infirmary. Long distance to Avarra: Th'deus steps in from the infirmary...
... "Th'deus," she greets him quietly and moves closer. "A hard night, especially for Ista." With the brown's slump, Madri won't waste another moment in closing the distance between her and R'ish. The straps that bind her to Al and tugged at and eventually loosened. Thera is spied nearby and a flustered Madri beckons, "I need a hand here." She'll be careful and wary of R'ish's wounds as the...
...greetings to dragons on both sides, and lending his voice to the skies with a bugle to hale a hello at the visiting dragons. Respect. There is copious amounts of respect for those volunteers. R'ish pops in over head. A few shouted commands that are no doubt drowned out by the noise below, and passed on to the wing that comes in with her. Yes, with her is a rather good sized wing of riders. She's...
