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With two clutches hardening on the Hatching Sands the big question seemed to be: which will hatch first?

The answer came in short order with Copper Zelsk's clutch breaking shell moments before Copper Laanasuth's. With so many eggs surely the dual hatching offers hope to the numerous Candidates who fill Dalibor's ranks. Only time will show who will come away with a lifemate of their very own...

... and who will forfeit their life in hopes of Impression.
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 Moving Shadows, [AU:18 - Slate Class 12-15 Month Lesson]
 Posted: Apr 29 2018, 07:48 PM


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They were not meeting in the barracks nor in the weyrbowl itself, instead he had called his small class to the mouth that led from the bowl to the wherhandler tunnels. There were plenty of wherholes hidden within the dimly lit corridors and he’d spent the last few days walking them through the maze so they knew which were empty and where the more important wherholes were - such as Norla’s, Der’s, and Oreanda’s. Swithin had not warned them that some of this information would be needed for their upcoming lesson but he hoped that at least some of them had paid attention. When they were all there he began, ”This won’t be new to you, not in the least bit since you were all there at Crescent.” Their whers were no longer little babies who needed constant attention in order to be properly cared for. In a few seasons they would be proper handlers and while he knew there was plenty they still needed to learn he also felt that first hand experience taught them far more than he ever could. Nonetheless he continued on with the lesson, as they’d only had a slight taste of what might be expected of them come graduation. ”You saw well as I did how things were handled and heard about the consequences others are faced with when a handler dies while his wher lives.” They had spent the entirety of the evening in the mouth of the mines but there had been plenty enough for them to see and hear from there. ”So the lesson today is, don’t die.”

Swisk paced slowly in front of the wherlings each step a jarring affair thanks to the injuries he had sustained all those turns ago. If anyone knew the cost of survival it was the blue. Looking from each human to their bonded as he walked he suddenly stopped and made his way back to Swithin so the man could loop what appeared to be thick belts around his neck. Each belt rang out a symphony as it was moved and when the blue turned back towards the wherlings it became apparent why as each of the belts had upon it a number of metal bells. Clasping his hands together Swithin watched as his wher stopped in front of the first wherling pair, ”Each of you needs a belt. Don’t care how you wear it - ‘round your neck, over the shoulder, on your waist. Just has to be on you in some manner.” Once the belts were passed out Swisk returned to his bonded, ”It won’t always be rocks you’re rescuing others from. There may be enemies - surely you all know about the Palefolk and the Traditionalists. They weren’t likely the only ones on Pern to have some kind of beef with the Weyr and since you wear the Weyr’s colors that means they’d be out to get you too.” He waited for their minds to wrap around the idea that they may have a target on their back simply because they had Impressed.

”Moving without being seen or heard is a skill you will be honing from now until you graduate. Communicating with your wher while in a stressful situation is something you’ll practice from now until the day you die. In that regard I’ve enlisted the aid of other handlers and have a list of items you will fetch for me. If you’re spotted or heard there will be consequences. For now they are not lethal but once you have left the safety of lessons and face the real world they very well could be. Be quick but careful. You may work as a group or on your own.”

Swithin watched as each of his charges fitted the belt on their person. ”A rock with three lines etched onto the surface, a metal mug, and a metal bangle. You know, one of those things women like to wear around their wrists.” He listed off each item he needed from them and then smirked as he gave the likely locations for them, ”Alphahandler Norla’s quarters. Prideleader Vessa’s old quarters across from the men’s bath. And in the tunnels leading towards the barracks you call home.” Waving his hands at them his expression turned solemn, ”Remember, the consequences are not lethal but they are real. Don’t be seen. Don’t be heard. Don’t get caught.”

@Zane @Captain @Rowana @Boo

 Posted: Apr 30 2018, 07:36 AM
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They presented themselves to the wherlingmaster, whom Raela had come to accept even if she didn't necessarily feel an affinity towards the man. He was their leader, for the moment, and therefore she would listen. She stood, fingers entwined lightly and her expression calm. Everything the man said made sense. Where she had been born, she'd been born with a target on her back. She had been taught from the moment she had first learned to walk how to take her steps lightly. How to avoid detection. Nothing else in her life made as much sense as the instructions she had just received. Raela naturally gravitated to the shadows, she felt most at home creeping and watching.

They could work as a group but that was something Raela had still not quite gotten the hang of. The woman preferred to work alone for the most part. However it would be easier for each of them to go after one thing.
Raela says we will take Norla's quarters.

Since making the leather straps for their whers, Raela had developed something of a cloak for Raelsk. His colour had always been something that had concerned her and now she was vindicated in her decision. His hide was covered by a somewhat tight fitting suit of sorts, concealing most of the green and as the instructions were given, Raela bent and felt the dirt. It would be enough to cover any additional parts of the wher.
First cover hide and now make Raelsk filthy. Raela owe Raelsk a long wash once this is done.
Yes. She answered as she began covering any visible parts with the dirt and mud until she was certain he was mostly covered.

The woman paused a moment.
I know you like to play games but this is serious to me. If you care one jot about us, you will listen without question to every command I give.
The wher seemed to stand still a moment as he considered her words before shifting his gaze to her.
Well, if Raela insist.
Yet she could tell that he was serious. Raelsk would listen to her this time without question. The rules hadn't been totally set out but as soon as they were permitted to leave, Raela sent her firelizard an image of Norla's room whilst she put one shoulder through the bells. Swithin had not specifically barred use of pets and Raela had learned long ago that it was better to play the rules set out than to ask questions and find out that a plan would not work. Better to ask forgiveness than permission, after all. Besides, if this were indeed the real world then she would absolutely be using Cenai.

The black betweened and appeared opposite the room in question, hiding in a shadowy corner and sent an image back to his bonded. If the coast were clear, he would indicate that Raela could begin moving into the handler barracks, Raelsk following close behind and following her lead. They knew which wherholes were empty and should Cenai indicate that someone was on their way, they would move into an empty one to wait. Raela's ears were straining and she instructed Raelsk to do the same, to listen carefully for any movement.

She was silent and moved with grace, quickly yet not making a sound, isolating her upper body in such a way that the bells would not move. It was the one thing she felt totally confident about. The one thing she knew she would be able to do. If the coast were clear, she would instruct Cenai to creep closer until she was certain that Norla was out of the room.


 Posted: Apr 30 2018, 10:47 PM


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The belt was going to be the problem. Navigating in the dark was easy - He had been good enough at that before Vatask and now? Well, it was laughable in his not-so-humble opinion. Vatalian took pride in his craft and his craft was rocks and dark tunnels and, now, Vatask.

He accepted the belt with a nod at Swisk and looped it around his chest like a bandoleer, deciding that it would be the best place to muffle the bells. Vatask inspected him, her own gaudy decor left in their room. Keep bells quiet. We will sneak. Bangle first. Vatalian nodded his agreement and the pair moved off, moving through the darkness with ease.

Now and then he made himself stop and reorient with Vatask's help, and let her go ahead more than once, never too far from him, but following behind with a hand on her tail and the other holding the bells as still as he could manage. They were the annoying part of this task, as he supposed they were meant to be.

Any luck?
Think over there. Let's go. Something shiny. Maybe trap?
Maybe, be careful.

They crept towards the bangle, Vatask first with Vatalian not far behind, one arm holding the bells tight to his chest.


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