Post by Jenth on Oct 17, 2010 18:54:27 GMT -5
It was still early morning at Danac hold, but only the laziest would not be at least stiring with the sun now well over the horizon. Farmers were out in the feilds havesting the last of the Autumn crops for winter, the watches protecting the herds, smiths at their forges... this time of year was always busy and everyone had their role to play. Niale herself was over seeing the Aunties, as well as a few mothers-to-be, in repairing and replacing the holds warmer clothing. The jorneywoman had never been lacking on assitance, but there were many things that only she could do. The Aunties were happy to help, their aging Turns making it difficult for them to keep up in anything physically laboring.
It had not been a surprise to many that the violetrider Shador had made a visit either in the pre dawn light. She was starting to prove a fairly regular face, whether alone or accompanied by a guest or another rider. Many had heard the rumors, that Lord Teval was...courting... the weyrwoman. If the visits weren't proof many were still urging the Lord Holder to choose himself a wife to carry the line while he was still young. It was true, there was no clear heir to the title...
The whole Hold froze still, a dragon's scream shaking the very earth and rock itself...
It had only lasted a few seconds before cutting short, but it had been long enough. The people were stunned, dragons didnt scream like that for anything. Many were starting to distress, many more were plain confused. There was one way to obtain an answer. No one had seen Shador leave, but surely if her dragon was gone she must have gone too...right?
More people were starting to break free of the shock, and those that could were searching for Teval. Niale had been urged by the Aunties to investigate, they knew this could only mean trouble. It was the drudges who found them first, laying at the bottom of the staircase from the Lords rooms, Niale and a few not far behind. Already the healers had been called for but many knew it was too late. Their eyes were open and glassy, blood stained the floor...
Lord and queenrider... they were dead...
It had not been a surprise to many that the violetrider Shador had made a visit either in the pre dawn light. She was starting to prove a fairly regular face, whether alone or accompanied by a guest or another rider. Many had heard the rumors, that Lord Teval was...courting... the weyrwoman. If the visits weren't proof many were still urging the Lord Holder to choose himself a wife to carry the line while he was still young. It was true, there was no clear heir to the title...
The whole Hold froze still, a dragon's scream shaking the very earth and rock itself...
It had only lasted a few seconds before cutting short, but it had been long enough. The people were stunned, dragons didnt scream like that for anything. Many were starting to distress, many more were plain confused. There was one way to obtain an answer. No one had seen Shador leave, but surely if her dragon was gone she must have gone too...right?
More people were starting to break free of the shock, and those that could were searching for Teval. Niale had been urged by the Aunties to investigate, they knew this could only mean trouble. It was the drudges who found them first, laying at the bottom of the staircase from the Lords rooms, Niale and a few not far behind. Already the healers had been called for but many knew it was too late. Their eyes were open and glassy, blood stained the floor...
Lord and queenrider... they were dead...
