Library Books and Bloody Dogs
Who Riohra, Sephany, T'ana, Niki
What Riohra and Sephany peruse the library before meeting Riohra's family for lunch There is a bloody dog.
When Spring
Where Fort Weyr - Library and then Living Caverns

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Fort Weyr - Library Archives

Surviving the ages is something that books are known to do, especially if they are left untouched for just as long. In this room, that's exactly what has happened. Put aside as trivial information or simply determined old enough to not impact present day life, these numerous articles stored in ceiling high shelves are the forgotten histories belonging to Fort. Miraculously, the design of the room itself has prevented any of the books from damage. The rock base of which the room's foundation is actually one of the toughest rock known to man and cannot be surpassed by any creature living, while a layer of tiles of the smoothest stone gives this room a vibrant and mysterious appeal. The door itself on the room was sealed tight and allowed for a minimum amount of circulation, thereby preventing natural decay, although most articles may be brittle despite this. White marble has been used to create an insulating layer wall against the natural rock, giving the room an unnatural brightness and a enchanted atmosphere - while also giving it four distinct walls. The ceiling as well has been made smooth with an arching apex. As for the books and mounds of information stored in this vault of information, the organization is clear. Books bound with hard covers are kept alphabetical in the towering skybroom wood shelves, where step ladders and scrolling ladders actually attached to the shelves move to assist a person in selecting a volume. The shelves are ornately carved, many crafted with a mastery none have ever seen. Meanwhile, scrolls have a sectional shelf where each scroll based on how they were itemized has a cubical square into which they are kept in. This shelf alone has over a hundred squares in which the scrolls stick out of. As well, any loose bits of information have been assembled in files that are stored in boxes along the back wall. Apparently, recording history takes up vast amounts of space and every where one looks in this room one would find a wealth of information. The ancestors of Fort live here.


It is a quiet evening at Fort Weyr; a time when people are finishing dinner and getting cozy around a fire, enjoying the last bit of winter's chill with mugs of cocoa and comfy throws before spring's rain rolls in. This particular evening finds Sephany in the library, mug of cocoa abandoned on a table as she wanders up and down the shelves, eyes roaming along the dusty, forgotten tomes with appreciation and wonder. Fingers reach, as if to dance across the spines, though they stop just short of touching. A forgotten place, perhaps, though for the Weaver it seems to be like buried treasure.

Riohra is there huddled in a small corner where the wall and the shelves leave a gap for a person. He is gently going though a book on the Fauna of Pern, seeing what the ancients wrote. His large hands are nimble and gentle with the fragile pages as he slowly goes over them.

Sephany has not yet selected something to peruse, and perhaps she does not intend to. At least not this evening. Her walk around takes her past that little nook, though it's half a heart-beat before she sees that there is a form within, and another second for her to recognize who it is. "Riohra," she speaks softly, a gentle greeting intended to rouse his attention but not to startle. "I didn't know you enjoyed books, too."

Riohra looks up at her and gives her a mock frown "Why does everyone think I don't like to read?" he smiles at her and winks showing that there is no real harm has been done. "They are fascinating things these old books. Are you here to find something to enjoy too?"

A little tilt of her head as she considers these words. "I don't know," Sephany says honestly, mildly amused. "I suppose it's because you're so… outdoorsy that seeing you in such a… an indoor setting," she says, choosing her words carefully, "is a bit incongruous. You know? I certainly didn't mean anything negative by it." A curious look at the book he is reading, and then she steps away towards a shelf, eyes drifting lazily across titles. "..mmm, no… not tonight. Just here for the ambiance. I don't have much time to read, honestly. But I like this place. The solitude…" which strikes her as a bit humorous, given she is no longer solitary.

Riohra catches the remark and says softly "I could go if you are wishing to be alone. I understand the need for quiet spaces" if anyone does it is him. He will motion to a little spot near him saying "or you could join me and we could sit in quiet together?"

"No," says Sephany quickly, a little shake of her head to accent her words. "I don't mind. If I truly needed to be alone, I would retreat to my own room. No one to disturb me there," she notes with a little grin. Fingers trail along the spines until she picks one at random, drawing it from the shelf with a gentle pull. "It's more… getting away from the crowd. From the press of strange people, the loud chatter and gossip, you know?" she tries to clarify as she heads back. At the invitation, she settles herself into a comfortable spot, book currently laid on her lap with fingers against the cover. "What are you reading?" she wonders. "Fauna?" and then a laugh of amusement not meant to be mean. "Of course! Very fitting."

Riohra grins and says "it is nice to learn about our past, that thing down at half moon has me curious of what other wonders have been lost over time" he will give her a little shoulder bump friendly like adding "what about you? what did you get there little miss?"

"I think it is because you are a hunter," declare the weaver, grinning at him once again. "I think you would have picked that book, even without that monster washing up on the shore." Oh yes, Sephany has heard of that little bit of news. Who hasn't? "Do you think there are more of them?" she wonders apprehensively. Although, his question as to her own reading material has her smiling and picking up the book. "Not sure. I just picked at random…" and grey eyes drop to read the title. "Oh. Apparently I shall be learning of the lineage of the Queens of Fort through the fourth and fifth pass. Fascinating."

Riohra chuckles smiles at the young weaver "Good subject always good to know more about where you live." he will turn a page and it shows some wild runners "wow they are bigger than most of the ones we have now.." he says showing her the markings on the page.

A slender eyebrow lifts, and she fixes Riohra with a look that clearly says she does not find this subject interesting. "I don't know…" Sephany drawls, opening the cover with some trepidation. "I agree that it is important to learn the history of an area, but the lineage of queens long dead? How will that help me?" But for her protests, it does not stop her from skimming the page briefly. "Hm." And then a glance up towards the hunter, and then the picture indicated. "Oh! Wow. Are they on the Southern continent? Usually domesticated animals are far superior to wild ones; consistent care, you know?"

Riohra reads the words saying "these were wild ones, it seems they thrived and flurished to be be bigger than the ones we had here." he smiles saying "the world is just full of surprises isn't it." yup a hunter that likes to read, a weaver who learns about queens.

Sephany grunts softly, sounding just a bit more like her brother for a moment there. "If you say so," for the wild runners. As for her own book? Grey eyes go down to the page, glance over the words methodically, mm'ing now and again for an interesting tidbit. "Oh. There was a queen in the latter half of the third pass who never rose…" she actually sounds a bit sad about it. "I wonder what was wrong with her…"

Riohra peers over at her book and say "I have no idea, but maybe we could find out? Kassala says there are plenty of records of dragonhealing about. Maybe we can look for her name" Like a treasure hunt or something.

"I don't know… how far back do the Dragonhealer records go?" wonders Sephany, glancing up curious while her finger marks the name. "I'm kind of curious, honestly. Do you think Kassala would know where to look?" Turns out her book on queen lineage isn't so dull, after all. "I wonder if there were any others…" which is a prelude to her going right back into the book with a vengeance.

Riohra chuckles and pulls out a small note pad and pen and hands it to her saying "lets make a list so we can ask" he looks over at the other books saying "I would imagine they go as far back as there is dragons"

Sephany accepts the small items, balancing her book in her lap so that she can carefully record the name there. "Perfect," she decides, though she does not give him back the book; apparently assuming that he has lent it to her for the duration of her search (or maybe… forgetting it is his in the first place). "Riohra," she asks curiously, glancing up from the book. "Did you say you've hunted the big felines?"

Riohra nods as he goes to put his book back saying "Not as much as I used to" thank a red headed dragonhealer for that " But I have and do. Why do you ask?" He will turn back at her and smile softly to her.

"I suppose Kassala wouldn't enjoy the thought of you hunting big cats, hm?" says Sephany with a grin. "Can't blame her. They seem nasty," which leads into her next statement; an answer to his question. "I was just curious… why? They aren't good for eating, right? So is it simply a trophy hunt, or is there a purpose to hunting them?"

Riohra ahhs and smiles "no they arn't and some do hunt them for trophy, but mostly we will hunt them so they dont attack livestocks and people. if we thin out there numbers enough and drive them deeper away from the populated areas both sides win" When Kass is mentioned he grins "she didnt like it but well she knows it has to be done, her family being one of the ones who benefits from it she understands. she just hates it when I come back with more scars."

"I don't think the dead felines would agree that it was 'better for everyone'," teases Sephany, though there is little (if any) sympathy in her voice for those dead creatures. "But I do understand your point. Protecting people and livestock. Hm." A narrow-eyed look at his scars, even if they are not currently visible. "Well. I think it's how those scars are obtained that she would object to, not the actual mark itself, hm?"

Fort Weyr - Living Caverns

This cavern, having been created by bubbles in the volcanic flow of this extinct volcano, has a breathtaking ceiling — a vast dome that arches high above the heads of the weyrfolk that scurry around beneath it. A hollow echo can be heard from loud enough noises, and the chatterings of various firelizards are consequently multiplied into a chaotic babble. All in all, the living cavern is a loud place.
Tables are scattered around the room, apparently in no particular order. Over to one side near the kitchens, two medium sized serving tables are constantly spread with snacks, klah, and other goodies. The tables look worn, yet perfectly fitted to the atmosphere of the caverns. In the 'corners' of the cavern, smaller two and four place tables are set up for more private talks or just a less chaotic atmosphere in which to eat.

Coming from the library, and having accepted the gentlemanly offer of his arm, Sephany giggles just a little in amusement as she and Riohra enter the Living Caverns. "I think there will still be plenty of bubblies left. They make dozens, if I am not mistaken…" and indeed, as her gaze is cast over the crowded space, seeking the serving tables, she does manage to spot the delicacies. "There! See? Plenty!" She unwinds her arm and hurries quickly towards the offer of food and drink, taking a plate for herself that is quickly loaded with fruits and veggies, a bit of cheese, and one roll. A mug of cocoa settles it all, and she turns for a place to sit.

Riohra grins and makes two plates, the first is a well balanced dinner, the second all sweets, Toping it off with a large mug of Klah he will follow Sephany to find a table saying "There is one over by the night Hearth, lets sit there." He grins as he will start walking though the crowd and people part before the tall man leaving a wake for Sephany to walk in.

The trio entering from another hall are something of a sight. T'ana, Niki, and Kor are all in hunting armor, with bits of blood spattered on them. It's long since dried, and T'ana apparently had the good grace to wash off her hands and face, so she isn't /that/ uncouth. Kor leads the way, tail wagging, tongue lolling, weaving through the people. The dog's ears prick suddenly, and he emits a sound somewhere between a "whuff" and a bark, and speeds over to Riohra and Sephany, snaking his head right into the man's lap.

Niki smiles as she walks in next to T'ana she glance slowly about as Kor runs off and smiles. The young woman hunting gear looks new and not very worn but does have the splatters similaur to T'ana's.

Sephany is not terribly short, even if she is tiny. But she does appreciate the crowd-breaking power of a tall figure. So she'll follow in his wake, easy-peasy and slip into a seat as soon as they are at their table. "Fantastic," she decides, pulling her plate towards her. "I love a good fire; even if I couldn't really enjoy it back at Igen." A piece of fruit is picked up, and she is about to take a nibble when she spots that trio. Grey eyes go wide, and she just sort of… freezes there for a moment. "Oh my… Oh!" and then there is a dog, with his head in Rio's lap, and Sephany is looking slightly horror struck at all the blood. "What… what… were you attacked?!"

Riohra loves it when family comes to visit, because all his friends get to see what life would be like if Kass didnt keep him on a short leash. "Hey boy whoose a good dog" He just starts petting the dog and will uses a napkin to wipe off the blood from the dogs face saying casually to Sephany "They are fine, just hunting"

It takes a good moment or so for T'ana and Niki to get to the table, during which time Kor is just happy for the attention, though he playfully snaps at the napkin. It's without much force and barely a use of teeth, so there's that. T'ana squeezes Niki's hand when they finally get there, saying, "Hi, guys. Sorry about the blood—Niki got her first deer." The last said with a wider smile and a proud look given to her companion. "Oh — I'm T'ana, lifemate of Korvath, currently of Ierne, and this is my weyrmate Niki, rider of Guitaith," she hastily adds, offering her right forearm to Sephany.

"Oh, well…" is Sephany's not so enthusiastic response to the explanation of the blood. "I suppose that is… better. But do you think you should be walking around all… um…" Because there is no polite way to say it. Gory. Bloody. Terrifying. So she just doesn't say it. Her bit of fruit is put back on her plate, and there is a very similar conundrum now, as she looks to T'ana, and then her arm, and then her own hand. "Ah…" and she lifts it, looking for a safe place to grip before her fingers just sort of… delicately touch RIGHT THERE where there is no blood. "Sephany. Apprentice Weaver. Nice to meet you."

Riohra grins over at his cousin and says "So how did she do?" he says about Niki and her hunt, blood what blood? He keeps petting the dog and will idly eat from his plate. "Did she get anything big?" such talk he will smile at Sephany and say "Sephany is the little sister to my friend S'van down at half moon, she has a good eye on clothes so when you move back T'ana you should look her up for some better winter gear."

"She did great," T'ana says as the women sit down. "She got a deer — she's good with a bow, but she might be better with a spear. She grasped the basics quickly — got the arrow right through the buck's neck." A beat, then she grins and adds, "She missed anythign important /in/ the neck, but she did better than most people do hunting for the first time." Pulling her cloak around her, she sits down adn crosses ehr left knee over her right as Kor suddenly becomes /very/ interested in Rio's food. HE's too well-trained to just grab, but drool does start noticeably falling from his jowls.

Bloody-ish dog in Rio's lap. Bloody-ish women talking hunting. Descriptive hunting scene that sends active imaginations to running? Yup. Seph is out of here. "Ah, well. On that note… I think I am going to see about writing my brother a letter." Because that is probably a thing that she does. Her plate is picked up, along with cocoa, and a pleasant smile is passed around to T'ana, Niki and Rio. "It was nice to meet you both," for the visitors. "Riohra, I will return your notebook when I've finished with the lineage, alright? Thank you again." A look at the dog (fond, but a little apprehensive for that drool now), and then the young weaver is flitting down the hall as fast as her nimble feet can take her.


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