Fort Weyr - Galleries
The galleries are carved right out of the rock face, the rows and rows of benches rising high up into the air on a slight slant. Stone and wood benches that used to be known for offering little in the way of comfort, are now padded with cushions in Fort Weyr's colors. Placed along the railing at regular intervals are antique looking baskets filled with cheery fabric flowers. The curving walls sport tapestries in warm vibrant colors that seem to add a dash of color to the otherwise dreary stone. Where the galleries curve slightly at the ends, affording those attending hatchings or clutchings a decent view of the sands, shaded laterns offer warm lighting along the rows of benches.

As the afternoon wears on, Fort Weyr is both empty and full, with the wings of dragons helping aid the victims of the avalanche. While dragons are gone, civilians and holders are returning, streaming into the weyr. Healers are at the hold of course, and the weyr healers at the weyr have sent for reinforcements from across Pern. Crafts, holds and weyrs alike have come together to help in this catastrophe. Nyalle was in the bowl for most of it, helping, directing, ordering folks about, but when Kayeth demanded her attention she passed control off to others and now she's in the galleries, fretting while her fiery queen putters around selfishly on the sands, refusing to let her rider go.

Looking very tired K'drozen makes his wya slowly up and into the viewing gallery, the brown rider having been among the first responders to the earlier disaster, he makes his way slowly up. Spotting Nyalle, he salutes and says softly, "Ma'am."

Nyalle returns the salute swiftly before her steps carry her down the steps towards the brownrider. "How is it? What did you see?" she asks, casting a glance at the sands. For the first time ever, she is upset with her lifemate. And Kayeth…doesn't seem to care.

K'drozen says, "The avalanche was pretty bad…We did get a lot of folks out before it fully hit but.." he shakes his head and says, "There are a lot of injured." His eyes a bit haunted looking as he speaks.

Nyalle frets, fidgeting a bit and looking worn, stressed, tired and worried. "How many? Do you know? Were their deaths? Was there any mention of what caused it?"

K'drozen shakes his head and says softly, "I don't knwo of any casualities.." he takes a deep breath and says, "As for what caused it…The weather turned just a bit today, sometimes that is enough to kick them off.."

Nyalle fidgets still, tugging at the fabric of her dress. "I know there were deaths. I've heard. The dragons talking, there are deaths at the hold." She frets, pushing dark hair away from her forehead and casting another look at her lifemate. Kayeth nudges another egg and rumbles contentedly, seemingly unconcerned with the world outside her domain. "Turned…it warmed…yes. That has to be it…"

K'drozen nods and says, "I am sorry I haddn't heard…didn't want to hear while I was working out there… just wanted to keep up hopes…" he sighs…"There has to have been something more we could have done." as he speaks he drops done onto one of the benches.

Nyalle continues to pace, looking at him intently. "Like what?" she asks, her voice thin. "What else could we have done? Tell me, K'drozen." And…she'll do what with that knowledge exactly?

K'drozen sighs and says, "We should have keep a closer watch on the snow over hangs…. WE could have taken them down before they got large enough or that fall….you know cause falls when and where we wanted to alliviate the danger…."

Nyalle frowns, exhaling softly and glancing at the sands again, as Kayeth curls around her clutch and begins to settle. Nyalle continues to fidget. "Next season, we will be better," she whispers.

K'drozen nods and says softly, "We will be…." he looks down pressing his hands to his temples, the search and rescue rider seems to be taking his hard.

Finally, Kayeth settles and the moment the fiery queen is asleep, Nyalle is on the move, swiftly walking down the stairs. "I'm going back into the bowl. You take a candlemark to rest and re-group, K'drozen, before you report for another duty." That's an order.

K'drozen nods and says softly, "Yes ma'am….i just came up here to be alone a bit and warm up before going back out there.."

Nyalle nods, and without a backwards glance, she is back to work.