Aldesia Weyr Announcements

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((The Lord Holder is a TNPC [Temporary Non-Playable Character] until the position is filled))

The dining hall was decked out in silver and dark blue banners and tables were laden with plates heaped with roasted wherries and local fruits and vegetables. Harpers are playing soft, cheerful music as residents of both weyr and the surrounding holdings, including Cerosia Hold's Lord Holder. Groups of people gathered around, conversing and making merry, waiting for the guests of honor to arrive.

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Eva was sitting at the Wingleader's table, shoulder knot proudly displayed on her right shoulder as she wore a simple tunic and wher hide pants and boots, her hair actually combed back for once. A cup of Benden Red was in one hand, feet up on the table. Several hold-bred folk gave her disapproving looks, but she ignored them.

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Sormai was brushing out her hair, wrestling with a reluctant knot. A soon as she had regained her senses from the flight, V'darat's things had been moved into her weyr. Oraith was lazily dozing on her couch, one eye cracked open just to watch. Sormai finally got the knot out and ran her fingers through her hair just to make sure she got them all before getting up. "V'darat, are you almost ready? We better hurry or they're going to start without us." She called as she entered the main quarters, going to her dresser and searching through her jewelry box for the right pair of earrings.

[Midnight]

V'darat paced back and forth across the floor of the main room, fidgeting in his fine feast clothes. His eyes kept flickering over to the Weyrleader knot on his shoulder, which seemed placed there by some accident. He still couldn't believe the rank he had ascended to. He certainly hadn't been planning on this when he first came to the Weyr. Shards, I'm nothing but a thief boy! What am I doing?

Sormai's voice interrupted his train of thought, and he plastered a grin across his face, determined to cover up his worries. Striding across the room to the Weyrwoman, he kissed her cheek lightly. "Ready when you are." He wasn't entirely sure how to treat Sormai, but he did know the Weyr would be expecting a united front of the leaders, and having to live with a pretty woman such as Sormai was the least of his worries at the moment.

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S'rlin sat beside his Wingleader's empty seat, holding a glass of wine but not drinking it. Doesth was still disappointed about his mistakes in the Flight, and it had put him in a bit of a foul mood. Hopefully the Feast would cheer him up. Looking around, he chuckled at the disapproving glances Eva was getting. She didn't look half bad tonight. Too bad she would never be interested in him!

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Sormai giggled and smiled. "Try to relax, V'darat. I'm new at this 'leader' thing too, we can work through it together." She said, stroking his cheek for a brief moment, then stepping back to look him over. "You look handsome. Come, we better go before they start with out us."

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(To get things moving)
As soon as both Weyrwoman and newly crowned Weyrleader entered the dining hall, the harpers broke out in joyous song to welcome them, the attendees applauding and cheering, raising their glass up in a honored toast. Once they had taken their seats, the festivities went into full swing with dancing, eating, and merry making. Sormai watched, amused and pleased the weyrfolk were relaxed and enjoying themselves. Cerosia Lord Holder Haveen approached their table, giving a slight, stiff bow to them. "Evening Weyrwoman and Weyrleader." The titles came out rigidly from his lips. Sormai squeezed V'darat's hand a little in reassurance. "Good Evening Lord Holder. I trust you are enjoying yourself?" "Yes. I have some important matters to discuss with you both." Sormai looked at him skeptically. "Can it not wait until the tomorrow?" A dark look passed over his face. "No, it cannot. You are dragonriders, therefore, it is your problem to solve."