 Hestorth |
There is a light brown dragon lounging on the ledge of the weyr as you approach. This must be Hestorth you think to yourself. "I am Hestorth. You seek my rider, R'mas? He is inside," a rich baritone sounds in your mind. "Uh, thank you Hestorth, you stammer, nodding to him as you pass. You had never expected that kind of welcome! |
Hestorth |
Inside, there are two men, one middle aged, and the other, probably 16 - barely old enough to be called a man. Both of them have light brown hair and similar builds. The older is taller, but not by much. The younger of the two greets you first, "I hope Hestorth didn't startle you. He enjoys speaking to different people just to get a reaction out of them. I'm R'mas, and this is my father, the weyrlingmaster, R'mir. He rides blue Smarath. "Nice to meet you both," you say introducing yourself as well. "I'm just visiting the Weyr and Lorin highly recommended I see you." "That's a foster mother for you," R'mir laughed. "From the moment I brought R'mas to her after his birth mother died, she has treated him as her own. Best foster mother around." Pondering as his father slightly embarrased him, R'mas then asks, "So did she tell you to visit S'vorin too? He's her only blood son and my best friend." "Yes," you reassure them. "I'm to visit S'vorin and R'mas and then any of these on this list that I want to see." Looking at R'mas, you find that his grin is contageous. "R'mas, tell our visitor about the day you Impressed Hestorth," hints R'mir. Reluctantly, and with a pained look from numerous occasions such as this, he complies, "Father took me and S'vorin to watch a hatching. S'vorin just got Searched and he convinced Father that it would be good practice to watch an Impression before he actually stood to the eggs. Well, in the middle of the Impression, I looked down from the stands to see a brown headed strait towards me, and a warm voice in my head saying "R'mas, come down here and feed me and oil my hide." Well, that was that and I became Hestorth's rider." "And I couldn't have been prouder," R'mir adds. "Does it happen often?" you ask. The weyrling master replies, "Not that I've ever heard of." Read more about R'mas
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