You walk out onto the open fields outside of Sapphire Weyr, taking in a deep breath of the salt sented ocean air. A second, smaller old volcano towers over the green grass. You look towards the top and sigh deeply when you realize there is a large weyr opening at the top. Strange, you think. A small herdbeast runs by you, brushing it's soft hide agaist you.

It starts running faster as the violent beating of translucent wings is heard close behind you. A bugle echos close to your ear, sending you to the ground in shock. Another loud bugle comes, this one sounding more ammused than anything. The wingbeats stop and you look around. A large green's eyes whirls as you look around to see her. Her rider jumps off, and smiles, embarassed, saying "I'm sorry about Salmnith traveller, she has a great sense of humor. She likes to scare the herdbeats, and any traveller who might be around when she does so. My name's Angelic, I'm the head searchrider here. Is there something you want?" she asks, smiling as she lets her hair down. They want to go to the weyr up there Angelic! It is a nive weyr you know. Why can't my weyr be over here? the green thinks. "Oh Salmnith," The girl laughs, "You're a searchdragon! You need to be in the Weyrbowl! Dragons these days.." she giggles and looks back to you. "Well, if you want to go up there traveller, hop on! We'll give you a ride!"

You climb onto the green's soft neck and hold on tightly as she begins to flap her mighty wings. "No worries traveller, just try to stay balanced!" Angelic tells you and holds onto your waist to help keep you from sliding. The green flies in a small circle infront of the weyr's ledge while you steady yourself to jump off. You close your eyes and slide down, hoping you make the ledge. "We'll be back later traveller, take a look around until then. And if Greton is asleep, wake him up. He's a terrible sleeper!" she says before her green dives back into the air, swooping down at horrifying angles. You hold your breath and edge away from the side of the cliff. The weyr opeing looks much bigger from up here, you think and look in. A warm glow comes from insideseems to invite you in, and you take the advantage to get away from the cliff.

The gentle breeze from the ocean rushes past you and tosses the hair of a sleeping youn man on the large dragon couch. You smile at the look on his face and decide he must be having a good dream. His light sandy hair ruffles in the breeze some more, along with his blue tunic that hangs hagainst his lean body. He looks about 17 turns, you think as his shockingly bright blue eyes open and he smiles when he sees you, standing as quickly as he can. Pushing his hair out of his face, and says "Hi there, how'd you get up here? Oh, Angelic. Yeah, she's a good friend of mine, we met after she became a dragonrider. She's really a nice person, and so is her mate G'venor." he said, covering a yawn. He blinks a few times and continues "And her trickster green won't leave me alone..she keeps saying how good a dragon would be for me. So when the Weyrwoman found out there were a couple clucthes at Talor Cliff she sent me there to ask the Weyrwoman if I could be a candidate. Oh geeze, I'm sorry, would you like to come in? I'm not too fond of heights either." he says, motioning you to go in.

"I'm really forgetful when I just wake up, you'll have to excuse me. My name's Greton, and you know I'm a candidate. Angelic is the searchrider, and she came to my hold a turn or so ago. She took myself and my friend Danon...or.. D'non now. He impressed a bronze. But I never became a candidate, I was asked by the Weyrwoman if I wanted to be the herdbeaster's helper. I thought that would be a lot of fun, more fun than I had at my old hold anyway. When I was brought here, I stayed at Sapphire Hold. The herdbeaster is really attached to those animals, I feel kind of sorry for him. I have my own, I'll show him to you later though." he says and smiles. You find yourself leaning over almost in a daze listening to him. You sit up, trying not to make yourself too evident. He's a charming young man though, you think.

His eyes laugh as you straighten yoursel, and you ask him if he has any other hobies, trying to change the subject. "Oh, sure, I've taken up painting. This Weyr has so many great painters, I decided to see if they'd give my any lessons. And sure enough, some of them thought it would be fun. I just painted my walls for now, but it's a start!" he laughs. You look around, realizing for the first time that, yes, his walls are painted. They're a shiney blue color, rouch from the stone walls beneath. "I've painted another girl's weyr too. She just loves it."

You look around some more as he gets up and fetches a pitcher of klah. The floor is also painted, but covered with a thin layer of dust with patches of clean foot prints. The dragon couch is made out of a dark stone, glistening slightly in the evening sun. "Does is get very cold here?" you ask him as he walks around his large weyr. A human sized bed sits close to where you are, the furs crumpled and messy from Greton sleeping on them. "Not really, basically it stays warm al year here, being so close t the ocean and all." he says, bringing back the klah and pouring you a cup. Yo take a sip of the warm liquid and thank him.

"In case you were wondering, the hold I was in last was Crom, where both D'non and Deanna, the junior weyrwoman came from. Deana was a bit younger than I was, so I didn't know her well. And we didn't see eachother much, D'non and I were always out in the fields tending to the beasts and she was always working on her weavings. Life there was simple. It wasn't bad, but I couldn't stand it there because it was so dull. I was happy when Angelic brought us here. But I'll tell you this, going from Crom to a southern Weyr is a big change! We all almost had heat strokes our first week here!" he laughs, getting up. "Well, Angelic should be back soon. She drops travellers off up here so often, I have her about timed so I know exactly when she'll be back. I did say I'd show you mt herdbeast there, so Come, I'll point him out to you." he says and walks back to the sunning ledge.

You take another deep breath, taking in the warm salty air. The view from the ledge is amzing, and you catch your breath when you look down. The warm grass sways in the ocean breeze, looking like an ocean of green. Greton points out, saying "There, that one!" You catch your breath again when you see the shimmering blue herdbeast.



"BLUE?" You choke, nearly falling forward. "Whoa! Careful now, traveller! But he is surprising, isn't he? I had all the dragons promise me not to eat him because..well, he's so special. Even the Weyrwoman said he's special. I, of course, named him Zafiro, which means Sapphire in an old language." he says, smiling proudly. "I found him as a baby and raised him, making sure no one captured or harmed him."

"Greton!" a voice calls from below the cliff. You look down and see green wings flapping steadly toward you. "Angelic! You really need to visit me more often!" he says, smiling even brighter.

"I know, I know, I will.. I promise! But right now, I need to take your guest back down. I'm sure they've heard enough about you!" she laughs, smiling as she reaches down to help you up.

"Bah! No one can ever get enough of the great Greton!" he says, laughing. "Thank you for coming by traveller, and please come back! Maybe next time I'll have a dragon!" You hear him shout as the green beneath you drops into a dive and you hold your breath as the ground speeds to meet you.

There been an impression! Go see!

Greton's Stats

Name	Greton
Rank	Candidate
Age	17
Sex	Male
Hair	Sandy Brown
Eyes	Blue
Mate	---
Dragon Name	---
Parents	Grelik, Tronton
Siblings	none
Children	---
Place Of Birth	Crom

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