Shonnor is a man in his early
twenties (at impression, he's 32 at present time). He was raised on his fathers domain, but never found his place in
the world...Now he roams around looking for a place to settle down with his
three firelizards, all males which can sometimes cause disturbance when they
come across a handsome female flit...
Impression...the story of Shonnor.
traveling through the East Rock
Territory. As it name suggested: it was full of rocks...His flits happily
flew over them, but Shonnor had to climb them. He definitely wasn't going to
here for a long time. He noticed the sky was already darkening, and he had
only gone about 3 miles, definitely not far enough to reach the stone cave
he had planned for shelter that night! He was safe from Thread though, there should be various
caves around. He send Wyl out to find a nice dry cave (with a water basin preferably). He could count on the Brown, he always did his tasks very fast
and without faults. But he was the oldest and very well trained. He had been
very playful and nosey when he was small though.
He sent Dinar to find some wood and told So-Un he was
growing well. The little bronze chirped happily, possibly because he was
permitted to stay on his master's arm...In a week or two he would be old
enough to start training (when he didn't only eat and sleep anymore).
He climbed some more and saw Wyl hovering above a big
opening. Then he noticed the Blue dragon standing, somewhat hidden behind a
big rock. Company would be nice for the evening.
He shouted a hello as he was close enough to the cave
and saw a young man coming out. He had light brown hair and was rather tall.
He waved his hand and helped him on the last few meters to the cave.
"This is a long way to wander, stranger" he said
"I wanted to see the world, and I got hired to deliver
some letters to people here. But traveling isn't getting easy around here."
"No, I'd be happy to give you a lift. I have to stop
in the holds anyway, there is a clutch on the sands and me and Ansith have
to search possible dragonriders."
"that would be really great!" he shouted, glad to have
the opportunity to ride a dragonback.
"I'll get us to Ryslen Weyr. There we will sleep more
comfortable. Say, how many firelizards do you have?"
I've three, Wyl, the brown, Dinar, the blue and my
little Bronze one called So-Un, speaking off, he's getting hungry again!"
"We'll have some scraps left for him in the Weyr...Ikara never can say no to
As they approached Ansith the dragon started to behave
weird, or so Shonnor thought, he stared him right in the face and made a
really funny noise.
"What does that mean?"
"It means he likes you...Ansith almost never is wrong
you know. You should attend the hatching, if you want to."
Shonnor thought a while and said: "Let me first get to
see a Weyr from the inside. If I like what I see, then maybe it's the time
for me to settle."
Together they flew of on Ansith, the three firelizards
following. Shonnor liked the Weyr very much. There was a lot of work to be
done, but still sufficient time to fly (or teleport) to some nice spots and
have some alone-time... He thought he would fit in good in this Weyr.
A few weeks later the hatching began, at midnight.
Every candidate was hastily woken and put on the sands, the Light Green
Lovanith looking, well protective and eyeing everything in her immediate
All of a sudden one egg hatched and a blue dragon
popped out. It crashed into another egg that cracked open and revealed a
Light Green, that instantly was approved by the three flits of Kalla, Kalla
trying to hush them suddenly stood quiet as the light Green had made her
The blue, wanting the attention of the croud roared,
loud for a hatchling and looked at Shonnor, his eyes swirling with red, for
he was hungry, very hungry and Shonnor could feel it.
"Shonnor I am Nimith", he
said and together they left the hatching grounds. Happy with each other.
The rest of the hatching story can be read
here, but Shonnor didn't know who else had
impressed until the next day when training began...
Shonnor lived in the Weyrling barracks with the other
new dragon pairs. Every morning started in a hurried run too the food piles
when every dragon woke up starving. Then they were bathed and oiled. The
afternoons were spent in easy exercises, for now at least, Shonnor looked
longingly at the older weyrlings who were training. Chewing firestone and
learning formations. He looked back down on the nearly sleeping Nimith as he
was scrubbing him good to get some of the sand of. "Please Nimith, stay
awake a little bit longer, I need to oil you"
"But I'm so tired" a little
voice in his head said, "and this feels so good"
Those last words ended in a deep sigh of relief and
pleasure as Shonnor rubbed a cracked bit of skin. He lovingly helped the
young blue out of the water and started to rub him with oil. Now Nimith was
really gone, it was good he was still relatively small, he could carry him in
the barracks if some of the others lend him a hand.
Every new day Nimith seemed to have grown a bit
larger, and that was probably true, because the sleeping barracks got
smaller with the day.
4 weeks had passed since the hatching, and all the
hatchlings had become rather big and strong. they could stay awake (a bit
longer, they still liked sleeping). But they still needed a lot of food to
keep growing. Soon he would be able to support his weight and then they
would learn how to fly together. That was Shonnor's happiest dream: to fly
on Nimith and see the terrain fly by underneath...he was always happy when
he dreamed that, and he hoped Nimith dreamed about it too.
When Nimith grew too big to stay in the Weyrling
barracks they moved to a nice small weyr in the cliffs. Nimith and Shonnor
easily established a routine, wich was a first in Shonnor's life, he was a
bit tensed at the start, but Nimith helped him through. The Blue sensed the
need to wander in his mate and usually turned his big glowing eyes toward
"Don't you like me enough to
Followed by crooning when Shonnor scratched the
"You are the best dragon ever, Nimith, how can you
think I don't like you when I am still here?"
In the mornings they trained with the others,
practicing with firestone and flying between. But the best times they had
when Nimith fed, because then they had the time to fly straight to the Weyr,
sometimes taking minor diversions to check out the scenery. In the afternoon
Shonnor usually had to help around the Weyr, since he was older than the
other weyrlings and had some muscles that usually meant carrying around sacks of supplies and
helping stack them in the storage caves. It was only then he realized he had
been lucky to be found on search, in most weyrs candidates were only allowed to the age of
25 and he was 23!
When he and Nimith were found skilled enough in flying
between without supervision they could deliver messages and persons. They
both liked that, getting to places, hearing stories. Nimith tried to be
friendly to every passenger, but usually those got scared after the rather
big blue threw his head around to give a friendly nudge. Nimith not quite
understanding needed to be reassured every time. The weeks passed and
Nimith grew to his full length, he was big for a blue, but not the biggest
around and always sweet and caring when it came to humans...though not every
human understood him, he kept on being nice.
Now having his own weyr, Shonnor's Firelizards were
more around as well, they hadn't liked sleeping in the barracks, so they
usually stayed outside and being around 12 weyrlings learning to chew
firestone also didn't appeal to them, so Shonnor saw little of them in the
mornings, in the afternoons they usually fluttered around him. In the weyr
he shared with Nimith, they usually found a place on the blue's body to
sleep. Luckily for them Nimith was a calm sleeper. So-Un was now a sturdy
looking adult bronze chasing all female flits around, green or gold. He
wasn't trained all that properly because Shonnor had had little time, but he
could start now, the bronze already obeyed most of his commands, it was
more a matter of "what does he mean?" then "will I do it?'.
Shonnor jumped off Nimith, his
dragon catching him halfway down to the ground.
"Nimith, what's this?" Shonnor asked, swaying head down with his
legs held firmly by Nimith.
"Just trying to get your
utter most attention."
"Well you got it. What did you want to ask? And quickly before my head
bursts from all the blood."
"I'd like to fly"
"You know I'm always ready for a change."
"Oh... I just thought you
liked it here."
"I've seen most of it, both on foot as adragonback. I could go for some
"Tell me a bit more about this female you want to chase."
"She's well worth the
excitement. Even if some might say that she isn't that spectacular, I still
see what they can't. She's really awesome. She's got a lovely personality
too...I just hope there won't be too many skilled dragons after her."
"Yeah it would be great if you could win once... For you as well as for
me." Shonnor smiled back, "I hear all about this wonderful experience
of making love when your dragon has won a flight yet in the 10 years we've
been together that hasn't happened yet."
Nimith looked down ashamed.
"Ah, I was just kidding. Let us go pack our bags and leave for our
destination. The trip will be worth it, even if you don't win. Maybe we can
stick around afterwards?"
Shonnor impressed at Ryslen.