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.

It is late afternoon at fort weyr and spring has finally arrived. All about the weyr the snow has begun to melt and there is mud absolutely everywhere. Escaping the mud, K'drozen has found a place in the living cavern off to one side sitting with a pretty little girl in his lap. He holds a book before him and read softly to the youngster.

Russall, it would seem, has been out in that wet, wet spring weather, as his boots are caked in mud. and his guard's uniform trousers, too, which he's bloused into the top of his footwear, are spattered up to the knee. The rest of him seems clean enough, and there's certainly a look of relief on his face when he finds the living caverns relatively empty, given the time of day. He trounces past K'drozen and the little girl, only to stop a step or two beyond them… then he turns around slowly, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "My ma used to read that story to me, too."

K'drozen looks up and smile to the young man and says, "It is a classic." he gives his daughter a squueze and smiles, before taking in the mans apperance, 'it is a rough one out there huh? I know I allway hate dealin with all the mud." he motions to a near by chair and says, 'You should take a load off for a bit." The young girl, perhas getting a bit old to be sittign in her fathers lap smiles shyly at Russall and gives a little wave.

"Just let me grab a mug of klah and I'll take you up on that," Russall replies to the brownrider with a grin, before trotting off, fixing himself a drink, then returning to sit in - or near enough, anyway - the chair suggested by K'drozen. "Mud's alright. It's not going to do you any harm, at the end of the day, and it's not going to freeze your man-bits off, either." He shrugs, taking a little sip of his steaming klah. "I'm Guard Recruit Russall."

K'drozen smiles and says softly, "Oh you will want to be careful out there this time of year, we are likely to have mudslides you know." he smiles, "It is nice to meet you Russal, im K'drozen Brown Rhyrith's rider from thunderbird wing. I will likely be working with you all on and off out there." he looks to his daughter and smiles, "And this is Kaylen." to the little one he says, "Say hi to the nice man kay.." the little girl just blushe and waves."

"K'drozen, Kaylen, well met." Russall raises his klah mug to the two of them, giving little Kaylen a thumbs up when she waves at him. "I've not been assigned to anything with Thunderbird yet, though it'll come in time, I'm sure. As a recruit I'm not first called upon to respond to things; they leave that up to the full-knotted boys, mostly." He shrugs, apparently not overly bothered by that. "I've got fingers crossed that we'll be mudslide free this turn. There's enough crap going on with the beasts and all."

K'drozen nods his head and says, "I can't agree with you more." he smiles, "As for not working to closely with us yet, you will with time." he smiles, "WE have a tight bond with the gaurd.." Kaylen look over to Russal and smiles seeming impressed by his uniform.

"Let's hope there's nothing major enough that happens anytime soon to require the assistance of unfledged guardlings, hrm?" With a smirk, Russall leans back against the table, resting his elbow on it casually while stretching his legs out before him, crossing them at the ankles. He doesn't notice Kaylen's attention, because he's too busy watching a stream of people who suddenly pass by on their way through the living caverns. "So what's it like, K'drozen? Being a brownrider?"

K'drozen smiles and says, "In a way it is alot like being a gaurd. Alot of responsibility alot of hard work." he smiles, "Though there are major up sides as well. The freedom." he smiles, "The having someone that is completely devoted to you. It is hard to describe what having a lifemate is like really.'

Russall wrinkles his nose a little as he lifts his klah mug back to his lips. "I'm not sure I'm so bothered about the whole lifemate bit. Devotion's a bit… strong." He shrugs, taking another sip of his klah before setting the mug down on his thigh. "It seems like an invasion of privacy, somehow. Having someone there in your head, all the time… is he even in there when you do more, uh, private things?"

K'drozen chuckles and says, "It is a two way street." he smiles and says, "And really it is more like he fills a part of me I never knew I had empty." he grins, "And you can block him out if you really want to."

"I dunno." Russall shrugs again, sitting up straight once more as he does so. "It all seems a bit much to me. But what do I know? I'm not a rider." He grins - though it's hidden by his mug as he raises it to his lips to drain what's left. With a sigh of satisfaction, the recruit then stands up. "Gotta get back to the slog. Nice to meet you though, K'drozen. And you too, Kaylen." He doesn't know much about what to do around kids, so the little girl gets a salute just like her daddy. Then Russ marches off to deposit his mug with the other empties before heading back out into the muddy bowl.