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Post by Chloe and Alorath on Aug 2, 2010 21:41:21 GMT -5
Chloe’s arm hurt but it didn’t distress her near as much as Alorath’s injury. The dragon’s keening was almost more than she could bear.
"Your arm is broken?"
“I don’t know” she said “It hurts” she closed her eyes and rocked a moment, clutching the burning arm to her chest.
"Let me look at your arm,” Said Tobias, but rock moved again "Maybe we should get away from here first. Can you stand?"
She nodded and slid off his lap to her knees and bracing her good hand against the ground she crouched there for a moment.
"Come on, we need to move away from here and see what we can do.
She looked back into the deep blue eyes and nodded. He was obviously hurt too though she couldn’t tell how much when he moved he sucked a sharp breath. She looked back at Alorath, she had to do this.
"Can you stand? We really should move." She took a deep breath and stood.
Then a blue sailed into the bowl of the mine as they moved away from the wall. A voice called her Hey you two! Greenrider and MasterTanner Tobias, I’m Echo. Greenrider, please tell your Green that I can help the pain go away, but in order to do so I need to approach her!”
“Do you hear her, my love? She can help you,” she called out to the dragon so the healer could hear, and all she got back was a snarl of pain and then a miracle of gold appeared out of the east. Chloe shivered at the sheer power of her presence. Sivarith plummeted from the sky. The sound she made riveted Alorath who immediately stopped her thrashing and lay still even though the pain hadn’t lessened.
The gigantic gold dwarfed her delicate green daughter but as she approached she seemed to gentle until her head dipped and her nose touched Alorath’s.
“Mother” she said “I hurt, but I saved mine.”
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Post by Echo and Anayeth on Aug 3, 2010 2:26:29 GMT -5
Echo had been slightly hesitant to even approach the Green, even when her rider had said it was okay. Well, so the rider hadn’t really told her flat-out ‘it’s okay, you can come over now,’ but she’d said what she’d needed to say pretty clearly. Echo started forward, but stopped in her tracks when Sivarith appeared full of what Echo could only take as rage. But she nuzzled the Green affectionately enough, so Echo realized now might be her only time to fully see what was wrong.
Quickly, Echo ducked away from the Bluerider, who’d stepped a little too close to her anyway. And he was such an impatient person, too. Didn’t he know what happened if one were to step in range of an injured dragon? She was an experienced Dragonhealer, even if she were a Candidate and wore the candidential shoulder-knots as well as the Dragonhealer knots. He followed her, perplexed, until she rounded on him and told him in a tight, nearly quiet voice, that if he messed anything up or caused further injury to the dragon, it would not be her fault if anything happened to him. He backed down, though Echo didn’t know for why.
Then she nearly jogged to the Greenrider and Master Tobias. “I won’t be able to quickly subdue your Green if you are also in pain. I perceive that Healing you, or numbing you, first will take away some of her tension. This will also show her that I can be trusted, and that is a must if I am to mess with… her injured wing, I’m guessing. So, don’t make much of a fuss, I’m going to try to examine you as painlessly as possible.”
Painless, pfft, that would be the day. At least she had numbweed, and… if Aloenna found her way back, she would have an extra dose just for Alorath. Quick as a tunnelsnake scurries away from light, Echo sized up both human’s injuries. She could immediately tell that the man had suffered only a popped shoulder, and could easily fix that. The woman, it seemed, had more extensive injuries to the arm. So, she began talking as she examined them with her rough, quick eye, “What did you find in there? I bet it was interesting, but since it was disused for some time, I’m sort of not surprised to see the –umph– cave fall in.” At the ‘umph,’ Echo pushed the Master’s arm back into his socket. “I’ll just numb it now, yes, I know, it hurts, and I’m dreadfully sorry.” She had coated her hands with oil in a jiffy and now reached into the numbweed jar. “Push up your sleeve, ah, like that. Thank you!” And she slathered the numbweed on.
“For you, though, dear, I’m afraid we’ll have to wait until getting to the Weyr to properly set it. But I can numb the wound and give you fellis on top of that while the Master finds a straight twig or something to tie onto it to keep it straight.” One of the reasons why she’d Healed the Master first. She looked at him with as serious a face as her face could get, and then proceeded to numb the girl’s arm. Ugh, rockslides. As if there wasn’t enough going on, now there had to be rockslides. She whisked from her shoulder bag the vial containing fellis juice and a small skin of water. She mixed only a small amount of fellis in, which was to mask any residue pain rather than dull the Greenrider’s senses too much. “Here. It isn’t truly needed, but it will help me, and Alorath, if you numb as much pain from your body as possible.”
Then, and only then, did Echo look upon Alorath. The whole ordeal with the humans took well under five minutes, and during that time, Echo had been fairly sure that the Green had been under the Queen’s control. She looked at the massive creature, and a faint smile touched her face. “Alright, Alorath, dear, please lay down and try to extend your injured wing as far as it may go without too much pain. You’ll have to bear with me, because I have to know exactly what hurts. I’ll try not to pry too much, but it doesn’t look like skin broke, so I’ll have to be very careful.” ‘And,’ Echo added, thinking further, ‘these aren’t the most sanitary of conditions, either. Oooh boy.’
(( Please, if I god-moded too much, you may tell me and I will totally change anything around in the post. ))
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Post by Tobias on Aug 4, 2010 19:36:41 GMT -5
Tobias listened to the woman, a healer, he thought as she seemed to ramble on about addressing their hurts first. He wanted to tell her to see to Alorath, that they were fine, but she continued to ramble on. Tobias was worried about Chloe, who was obviously hurt and also feeling her dragon's pain.
What? She was asking about what the found, in a time like this....Oh by the first shards!! Tobias nearly jumped out of his skin when she yanked on his sore arm and jerked it around. He thought for a moment that he was going to pass out right there in front of everyone.
Blissfully, the intense pain eased the moment she put his shoulder back where it belonged. It was still sore, but the grating pain was gone.
The numbweed she applied helped, but he could still feel the deep pain down in his joint.
"I'll get the stick," he said, his voice a bit hoarse from his own suppressed desire to scream.
After rooting around for a bit, he found something that would suit and helped put it on Chloe's arm.
"It's going to be alright," he told her, wrapping his good arm around her and holding her close to him while he kept the other close to his chest to keep it from being further injured.
"They'll help her. Alorath is going to be alright," his voice was choked up with his own emotions, and seeing the magnificent gold nose to nose with the green was a truly amazing sight. It nearly took his breath away.
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Post by S'ren and Kasalith on Aug 4, 2010 21:33:13 GMT -5
He had explored for perhaps an hour when Kasalith's thoughts pulled him away from his idle wandering. She was bored. That was no surprise. When she wasn't soaring through the skies or charming her way into the good graces of another dragon she usually became restless. Although he had wanted to sift through each room within the old Hold, he knew it would have to wait. There would be other times to return and explore.
Following the sounds of the voices of the other people milling around, S'ren found his way out of the Hold and returned to Kasalith's side.
"Alright, lets go." He said as he slipped back onto her back. Eyes shining brillantly, they took to the skies for a quick flight around the Weyr.
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Post by Chloe and Alorath on Aug 4, 2010 22:04:44 GMT -5
“I won’t be able to quickly subdue your Green if you are also in pain… I’m going to try to examine you as painlessly as possible.”
Chloe tried to concentrate on what the girl was saying but the emotions of the dragon were overwhelming. She could feel the Golden queen calming Alorath and her mind was freed a bit to concentrate on Tobias and herself.
She could feel Tobias tense and had an almost physical reaction to his grunt of pain. She clutched at him when he noticeably swayed a moment. She was shaking in reaction to everything that was happening as shock began to take hold of her. She tried to shut her emotions away from Alorath as she’d been taught as a weyrlings, only sending reassurance and love to the green.
“For you, though, dear, I’m afraid we’ll have to wait until getting to the Weyr to properly set it. But I can numb the wound and give you fellis on top of that while the Master finds a straight twig or something to tie onto it to keep it straight.”
When the numbweed went to work she could think straight again. Tobias found a stick and wrapped up her arm. "It's going to be alright," she struggled to maintain but it was just… too hard. She leaned into his embrace.
"They'll help her. Alorath is going to be alright,"
She sniffed once then again and turned her face into his shoulder hiding her eyes, she couldn’t watch.
“Oh Tobias” was all she could say. The fingers of her good hand clutched at his shirt.
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Post by Echo and Anayeth on Aug 4, 2010 23:17:39 GMT -5
Echo didn’t stop to wait and see if the MasterTanner had done what she’d asked. She didn’t even stop to see if he or the greenrider were alright. But suddenly Echo realized who the greenrider was—the lady from the lake. Alorath had Searched her, hadn’t she? That’s where she knew the greenpair from, of course! But memories would do no good for her now, would they? Well, at least not the memories of almost nonsense things. No, the memories of Dragonhealing would be needed.
With Alorath obliging as much as she could, Echo surveyed the poor dragon. She could see swelling all along the Green’s spar bone, and could tell that’s where the break was. Fortunately, there were no other wounds near the immediate area, so Echo would have to worry only about the bone. In fact, it seemed that Alorath had gotten by with a lucky streak, considering, because none of the sails had been cut or injured, and, though there would be bruising around where rocks had tumbled onto the wing, painfully. She could also see spots on Alorath’s hide that were cut, but mostly it would be bruising. ‘Lucky wherrie’ she thought and applied redwort to her hands before swathing her hands in oil.
Aloenna appeared then, chirping in slight confusion as she held a jar of numbweed nearly as large as her. The small firelizard settled to the ground, not dropping the jar until it touched the ground as well, and then lay there, as if she were tired. Echo let out a sigh of relief. The small amount of numbweed she’d had left in her previous jar would not have been enough for Alorath’s whole wing. And the girl was also relieved that Aloenna had found between, and carrying things between to be much easier than Echo had feared. Echo feared a lot of things lately.
While telling Aloenna how wonderful a firelizard she was, Echo picked up the jar of numbweed and pried it open before setting it back on the ground, some ways away from both her foot-reach and Alorath’s. Then she went and dumped the rest of the numbweed onto Alorath’s arm where the swelling was, threw the empty jar on the ground, and started massaging. Echo really felt for the dragon. That’s what her father had said Dragonhealers needed to have: empathy for dragons. He’d also said that Dragonhealers, because they were chosen for their empathy, were almost always chosen by dragons in clutches.
Not that Echo was staking that fact on Impressing a dragon…
Anyway, back to Alorath. No, not ‘back to,’ since Echo’s mind hadn’t really ever left the injured Green, not entirely. Sure, while she was massaging (gently and carefully, as was the Dragonhealer’s way) the numbweed deep into the injured spar bone, she thought about Chalarath’s upcoming clutch, and Alorath’s Search of her, in plain view of Maram, Chalarath’s rider, and of her Impression to Aloenna, if it could be called that. She worked her fingers up and down Alorath’s injured bone, numbing even that which was not bloated from the injury. She even numbed the joint connecting spar bone to the finger joint and main edge, which would have made flight impossible, even if she could have flown.
After Alorath was numbed, Echo set about pouring more crushed redwort on her hands, a makeshift agent to stymie the effects of the numbweed should it seep through the oil and redwort originally on her hand. Then, with a careful hand and a sharp eye, Echo trailed her hand over the rest of the wing, making sure nothing else was broken. She deftly switched to the other wing, which, thankfully, had suffered no damage other than what might become bruising. She smiled, but felt sweaty, as she’d worked for a while, and working with an injured dragon kept one on her toes, even if the dragon didn’t do anything. One wrong touch, one slight nudge of something that hurt that the dragon hadn’t noticed before, and she could get hurt. It wouldn’t have been the dragon’s fault, but Echo could empathize. She didn’t want anyone touching something callously and making it hurt.
“There, Alorath.” Echo said, smiling. “We’ll have to get you to the Infirmary to set the broken bone, but for now you’ll live.” A wry joke, one she said halfway to herself, and still cringed as she recognized the implications. They might have died in the rockslide. She walked over to Chloe and Tobias then, “There’s good news and bad news. The good news is that Alorath will be fine pain-wise until we get back to the Weyr so I can set the break. The bad news is that your own arm will swell up to terrible proportions and/or get even more injured if we take you between, Greenrider. Alorath will be fine travelling between, especially if Gold Sivarith is there to help, but I’m afraid you’ll have to take the long way home. Is that alright with you?”
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Post by sorelle on Aug 5, 2010 10:36:11 GMT -5
Sivarith watched with a wary eye as the Healer began her treatments on the injured Alorath. At every wince by her daughter, the gold flicked her head in annoyance.
"You were very brave, daughter," she told the smaller dragon, who had sacrificed herself to save her rider. "I am proud of you."
Suddenly, Sivarith's mind erupted in a turmoil of sorrow as all the dragons began keening for the loss of the Gold Ralianth. "Ralianth has lost hers and has gone between." She could feel Sorelle's turmoil at the loss as well and Sivarith longed to be with her rider.
As Echo finished, Sivarith sidled up to her daughter, "I will assist you to go between. We must go now. Yours will be fine with her kind." She sent a mother's strongest love to her daughter, giving her strength for the painful journey ahead.
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Post by Chloe and Alorath on Aug 6, 2010 15:36:43 GMT -5
Chloe was still managing her own emotions with the help of the big Tanner who thankfully didn't seem to want to let go over her either. She smiled up into the deep blue eyes.
Alorath was a least calm with Sivarith there to help her handle the stress. But Chloe still kept an eye on her lifemate as the healer worked on her. Echo then turned back to them and came to where they stood.
The bad news is that your own arm will swell up to terrible proportions and/or get even more injured if we take you between, Greenrider. Alorath will be fine travelling between, especially if Gold Sivarith is there to help, but I’m afraid you’ll have to take the long way home. Is that alright with you?”
"It will have to be… right? Thank you so much" she said "I'm Chloe. I appreciate all your help. I don't know what we would have done if you weren't here"
Then she watched as the beautiful gold helped Alorath launch and go almost instantly /between/.
She took a deep breath but just as she was beginning to look around for a way to get out of the deep pit, a brownrider came spiraling into the center of the area Alorath and Sivarith had just occupied.
The rider called down to them and then dismounted to help them. He was known to her as one of her fellow wingriders, T'mir and Poralth. "Hello Chloe, that doesn't look good." he said with a frown.
"This is Tobias." she said by way of introduction and T'mir saluted the Craftmaster. "My Lord" he said "Chalarath sent us to pick you both up." then he smiled. "Poralth tells me Alorath arrived safely and was cushioned to a landing in the weyr." he chuckled "She's not going to rest easy or let anyone near her until we can get you there."
She nodded and moved toward the big brown. He was so much larger than her beautiful dainty green girl. She had a bit of difficulty getting up with the broken arm but finally she was seated and made sure to thank the dragon for the ride. "The healer said not to go /between/ " she told the brownrider.
Finally when Tobias was behind her she pulled his good arm around her waist and squeezed the warm hand holding her. They jumped into the sky and the giant brown wings swept the sky in strong strokes lifting up the side of the mountain and back into the weyr.
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Post by Echo and Anayeth on Aug 6, 2010 18:46:22 GMT -5
“Chloe,” Echo replied, nodding, finally putting a face to a name… again. She watched as Sivarith leapt to the sky and transported Alorath to the Weyr. Then a Brownrider appeared and whisked Chloe and Tobias away. In a way, Echo felt sorry to have them leave. She would have loved to fix Chloe up better where there wasn’t so much hubbub from the move. But Ceinwen was a much better at humans, and, she hated to say it, but Alorath was her charge now.
Thus finished with her work here, Echo mounted the Bluerider’s dragon, as the Bluerider had been kind enough to wait around, and they lifted into the sky. “Hey, you did well back there,” The rider said, turning halfway so Echo could hear him.
The girl grinned, “Thanks. And, uh, sorry for snapping at you.”
The rider shrugged, “It was no biggie, really. I was just curious, is all, and you snapped me out of it. Good thing Kansith right here hasn’t gotten seriously injured like that.”
Echo’s grin faltered then and she thought, ‘don’t jinx it.’ But the rider couldn’t see. They betweened, and before Echo could even start her chant of ‘black, blacker, blackest,’ the trio arrived, safe and sound, over Dragon Weyr, their home, their new home.
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Post by L'yst and Woreth on Aug 8, 2010 8:32:25 GMT -5
After exploring for quite a while and noting all that they found, L'yst signaled to the others to meet again back outside. After checking to see that everyone who should be there was, and learning that a few of the party had already left, including S'ren and Echo, L'yst signaled for everyone to take wing back to the Weyr.
They had done enough to know the Hold was habitable. It needed a good cleaning and some minor repairs, but the Hold was in considerably good shape considering how long it had lay dormant.
Once back at the Weyr, L'yst headed off to find the Weyrleader and Weyrwoman to report on the expedition.
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Post by L'can and Tanemoth on Aug 9, 2010 15:05:23 GMT -5
Lorcan followed the Blue rider into the Hold, looking around at the ruins. Everything was in disarray, but the main body of the Hold was stone, and it was still standing. With some cleaning up, people could live here. This would be the Hold that Dragon Weyr was bound to protect. He tried to picture the rooms filled with people and life as he walked through, his feet leaving prints on the dusty floor.
He went off by himself, not far from L'yst in case something bad happened, but he wanted to do some exploring on his own. Turning a corner, he found a pair of heavy oak doors. He pushed one open with his shoulders. The rusty hinges screeched. Lorcan stepped inside, finding a big room that had likely been a Great Hall at one time. He lifted his glow basket, shining it on the walls. There was a big piece of cloth on one wall. He brushed his hand over it, wiping away some of the dust. A faded weaving showed underneath.
Lorcan sneezed and wiped his hand on his hands, leaving a streak of dust. He went back out into the passageway, finding another room. This one was smaller, and it had a crib and a rocking horse in it. Lorcan shivered a little as he looked over what had once been a nursery. It was creepy, the way everything was still there.
As he walked through, he almost stepped on something. Bending down, he picked up a small figurine of a runnerbeast, a child's toy. Lorcan hastily stuffed the figurine into his pocket and then hurried out of the room, looking for L'yst. The abandoned nursery made him nervous.
He rejoined the other explorers outside. Lorcan got a ride with one of the dragon riders back to the Weyr. He was glad that he had come on the expedition. It was good to be involved in something. Maybe someday he would be able to see the Hold again, cleaned up and populated again.
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