Moving through the gather Riquadin carefully relived various people who it wouldn't hurt to bad money pouches, to all appearance he seemed like anyone else who'd come to enjoy this gather. But for him this was a matter of survive for another few sevendays or end up starving. If one looked closely one would notice this young man was far to thin, but hardly anyone ever did look close enough. Life had become harder and harder, he was to old to be apprenticed and he wasn't going to subject himself to being a drudge. He ended up more often then not travailing from place to place through outlandish means to survive. Luckily he had been found by a caravan that had taken him in after he caught out in thread fall, the scoring he had was minor. But it inhibited his usefulness at times he had to pull his own weight in the caravan but now he knew he needed a bit of money to compensate for his lack of usefulness stealing was an old habit. He was careful not to take much and from those that couldn't afford it it's not like anyone would miss how much he was taking.

Latter in the day Ri found himself in a rock and a hard place when he'd inavertently been caught in the act by a dragon rider the rider seemed to understand he was doing it to survie to made him return the money he relived of the holder but then dragged him off to the Weyr of all places. The green rider had simply said that at the weyr he'd have a better life, he never thought it was to be a candidate...

The sky open up and poured the day the eggs decied to hatch standing on the sands was far from plesent that day, four eggs of what those had thought was a clutch of 10 which had turned into a clutch of 12 had hatched. Why was he here again why'd a dragon want a theif like him? He hardly understood why that riders dragon had insited upon this, as he shook his hair from his face he noticed the latest hatchling looking up at him intently. He couldn't help but stare into the small brown hatchlings whirling eyes before a voice in his head sanpped him out of it.

"You better stop stareing and tell them my name is Ukimaoth'Taykah, so we can go get out of this rain," Ukimaoth'Taykah stood there looking quite inpatiantly at him. Before he even realised he had done it he anounced the little browns name loudly so he could be heard over the storm then found himself being escorted off the sands by Ukimaoth.