Welcome to Wyntryl!
Please take your time looking around the site! If you have any questions make sure you post them around and one of us will get back to you quick smart!
Wyntryl has just gone through a major overhaul in the case of skinning and layout due to losing our graphic moderator Chellie -- You'll be missed ^^
So the Ice Cream Clutch is two years old now, nearly ready to graduate! Well done [those of you who are still here] you're almost there! Gosh so exciting
So the new Weyrwoman-to-be has a lot on her plate these days, the death of a rider, people continuing to go missing, unhappy villagers, and now the death of a healer through Yuppa poisoning! Does it ever end? Sorry Lanae, for now the weyr's still counting on you.
We have a lot of positions open at the moment and would be more than happy to have new members - we need you, so much - and lots of previous weyrlings to adopt. Plots are upcoming and going to be so much fun!
On an OOC note, Congrats to Mila for becoming our first global moderator, I need you so much <3 and thankyou, thankyou to ROSE and EGO for sticking with us. It means so much <3
Stick around and chat with us, promise we don't bite even if we are quiet.
Things may be looking up for the Weyr, Lanae Impressed Ice Feyth at the most recent hatching, and is growing into a confident, young weyrwoman. Her growth and transition into a Weyrwoman position is threatened; however, with the sudden influx of trouble. The weyr's healers have been run to the ground saving people left right and center, unable to keep up with the apparently traceless potion. Very recently, the weyr has suffered another strong blow in the death of Dragon healer Tsuchi, struck down by the poison the Weyr is taking every step to guard against.
Disappearances are getting worse, so much worse. More than nine people have gone missing from the weyr itself, most of which are candidates with three riders still out in the cold. To make matters worse, Slate Rider Freya was found recently, dead, and without her dragon. There was no mourning cry, and nothing else to suggest a death, so just what is going on over the mountains of Wyntryl?
Death is a constant companion in the cold, dark halls of Wyntryl, stalking the unknowing and teasing the others.
Can Wyntryl gather together and pull through these dangerous times, or is this a final stand against extinction?
The Dragonriders of Pern and the world of Pern belongs solely to Anne McCaffrey (and her son Todd). No copyright infringement is intended. All original ideas, plots, characters, creatures, etc. are copyright Missa and/or Eza (all member contributions have been marked and credited!). This board is in no way intended for profit or monetary gain. Please do not "borrow" without express permission from one or all of these people! We have worked very hard to create an enjoyable setting and atmosphere in which everyone can roleplay. If you wish to use an idea from the board, please request it first but do not be surprised if you are turned down.
Plot etc: Eza and Missa with member contribution
Everything else: our dear Anne
Last 10 Posts [ In reverse order ]
||Posted on Apr 29 2012, 05:44 PM
|| War has ravaged Pern.
The rejection of mutation colors appearing on the sands has given rise to a rebellion - taking up residence in what was once High Reaches Weyr.
With the entire world against them, can the dragonriders of High Ruins survive the periodical raiding from the surviving Weyrs? Or is the clock merely ticking down to their inevitable destruction?
We are still here. We will still survive.
- - -
Aces In Exile is an alternate future non-canon roleplay wherein you and your characters are a part of the rebel group whose members were all exiled because they bonded with "mutation" colors.
Flits/firelizards have all died out due to sickness, but their niche has been filled by similar, feathered creatures known as ryxaries.
Watchwehrs are still around, but few in number and in decline, being kept by the weyr's fighting to keep the old ways. In the rebellion, these nocturnal creatures have been replaced by descendants of what were once canines but are now known as WarHounds, dogs as big as or bigger than the watchwehrs that bond to humans in a similar manner.
The rebellion is fighting to survive, and it's only a matter of time before the weyrs find their hiding place in the Ruins.
Will you join the fight?