You follow a path of corridors, twisitng like a labryinth before you get to your destination. Here. Acording to the sign hanging on the door in front of you, 'Paron's Weyr' You knock quietly on the door. And after a while, again, but louder. "Coming! I heard you before. I have a bubbly in the oven and it was burning." you hear. The door opens into a weyr. It is considerably large, divided into two sections, the larger being higher up and opening out onto a sunny ledge. Across from the ledge is a dragon bed loosly padded with rushes. You turn back to your host. He would be a man of about twenty-one with short auburn hair and brown eyes. "You are lucky to have caught me here," he says, "I'm normally with my sister. Oh, and my name's Paron. I'm a candidate at Snow Valley Weyr. I was Searched by a bluerider named B'lar. I hope I Impress. Don't know if I will, but I'll try. And if I don't, well, I don't know what I'll do if I don't. Sit and wait for the right dragon to come along I guess. It's my intention to Impress and I'm sure I will eventually. I'm afraid I don't have much time left to be a candidate, though. I'm twenty-one. I'm the oldest in my family. My mother was Parzia and my father was Hehbrion. My sisters are Briala, the oldest girl, Parona, Ziah and Hehzi, the youngest. My brothers are Brion, Parzion and Hezhian. Parona is my twin sister." You nod to him, and then say, "You mentioned bubblies?" and then shove your hand over your mouth and look down at the floor. Paron smiles, "I've got to be going, but you can take one with you." he leaves the weyr and returns with a bubbly. You thank him and leave the weyr.