April 2018 Featured RPG
Welcome
Dalibor is a semi-canon Dragonriders of Pern site. No knowledge of the series or site is required to join; players of all experience levels are welcome here. Founded in 2008 on Proboards and moved to Jcink in 2013, Dalibor has been running for nine years.

News
Winter, 18th Turn, 11th Pass

Upcoming Flights/Runs:

Upcoming Hatchings:

While not unnatural in its violence, the dual hatching of Copper Queens Laanasuth, and Zelsk, has brought many changes Pernwide to the Dragon Candidate program. Raising the Age of Candidacy, and laying more rigorous emotional requirements on those admitted into the program and permitted to stay after. Dalibor has settled into an easy peace with the hatching fading into memory and young dragonets and wherets visible as they come into their own.

Included in their ranks are two colours new to Pern. Indigo dragons, and Pink whers, as well as Dalibor's first instance of a dual-bonded Wherhandler. As always, the West seems eager to produce weirdness for the rest of Pern.

Curiously, a steady flow of messengers seem to be traveling between Grove and Dalibor Weyr during the early sevendays of the new season; which is already proving to be milder than some in Dalibor's recent history.
Leadership
Weyrwoman
Rayna of Gold Couineth - Boo

Weyrleader
Z'dyn of Iron Baihujinth - Rhia

Jr. Weyrwoman
Jali of Copper Laanasuth - Rii

Jr. Weyrleader
Os'nin of Blue Alwanath - Aerona

Alphahandler
Norla of Bronze Norsk - Ives

Betahandler
Oreanda of Bronze Osk & Blue Oresk - Ruin
Der of Grey Desk - Rii

Weyrlingmaster
K'ton of Blue Ironth- Jenn
S'vor of Green Absinth - Ruriko
Nia of Pink Koeneth - Catsitta

Wherlingmaster
Ijo of Brown Isk - Rhia
Pavir of Blue Pavisk - Captain
Swithin of Blue Swisk - Ives

Candidatemaster
Ulian of White Rivath - Ruin
Zanii of Black Zansk - Leo

Staff
Admins
Ives
Rii
Ruin

Historians

Rhia
Tobes

Advertisers

Captain
Tigersilk
Credits
Dalibor was created by Bre, continued by Cathaline, and is now owned and operated by Ruin. Most of the information, rules, and graphics were made, compiled, or written by staff with credit given to those whose resources they used. Stock thanks to credited parties. All characters and posts are copyrighted to the members of the game. No material from this site should be copied in any way, shape, or form without utter express permission from the members and staff. All references to worlds and characters based on Anne McCaffrey's 'Dragonrider of Pern' series are copyright Anne McCaffrey 1967-2017, all rights reserved. The Dragonriders of Pern is registered U.S. Patent and Trademark Office, by Anne McCaffrey, used here with general permission for non-commercial purposes without monetary gain.

 
Add Reply
New Topic

 Sound of Madness, AU:18 (Em'ry/Rome)
Sakoru
 Posted: May 24 2018, 09:01 PM
Quote
Wingrider





N/A


447 Posts
30 Marks
Member Inventory: View




Rome was organized. She liked things neat and tidy, and everything in its proper place. Everything in her room had always been just so; all things were put exactly where she liked them. Prosuith was the same way. In this regard they were identical, both fueled by a need for their space to be exactly the way they wanted it.

Except that they wanted it opposite ways. Prosuith had completely rearranged everything. Given that each weyrling had a bed, a trunk, and maybe a few odds and ends to lay about, it was an impressive feat. Rome had carefully stacked her clothes, arranging everything by colour and style and laying them out the same way they’d been for turns. Prosuith, inventive lady that she was, had deigned that the chest needed to be ordered in the chronological order that her rider had acquired each individual piece of clothing. Now, this dress looks to be somewhat older than the blue, but a bit newer than that red one. When did you say you got this one? Happily parked in front of her rider’s chest of clothes, the little indigo held up the dress in her teeth. Despite being a dragonet, engineered to rend and destroy whatever ended up in her jaws, she hadn’t so much as pulled a string loose from anything. She had, however, successfully driven Hers up the wall.

Prosuith, you’ve been arranging my stuff for two hours. Can we be done? Knowing that the indigo would decide the order of things while politely ignoring what she had to say about it, Rome didn’t bother to lift her face out of her hands. Sure enough, she heard the low hum that indicated her dragon had decided exactly where to put her new find. Not once in her life had the weyrling ever thought that she had enough clothes to spend two hours sorting.

Seviroma, a lady should always arrange her things in the proper order… you do want to be able to tell straightaway whether a dress is too old for an occasion, don’t you? Prosuith would have been smiling had dragons the capability; as it was, she gently laid the garment aside and peeked into the trunk again. Unable to tolerate any more of it, Rome groaned and swung her legs over the side of the bed, standing up. Prosuith, I know how to dress myself. Evidently just as anguished as her owner, Amarythea released a whine from under the bed and crawled out to stare forlornly at the indigo. Thea didn’t like not being the only pet (as she saw it). Rome didn’t have as much time to play with her, and the big dragon-thing was always everywhere. So when her human moved away from the bed, the icehowler bounded to her side, wagging her tail. Finally, her mistress was free of the creature! She was fed up! Done! Ready to be only with her loyal ‘howler again!

”I’m going to go find Em’ry,” the weyrling muttered, and Prosuith lifted her head, turning toward Hers as she walked away. Well, if you’re going to leave, I suppose I’ll come too. Perhaps Eocuth would like some… company, as well. What she really meant, of course, was maybe the annoying red will finally listen to reason and behave like a lady. Fat chance, but one could always dream.

Rome made it to the common room in short order, trailing icehowlers and indigo dragons. Spotting Em’ry across the room, she waved, trotting in his direction. While it made perfect sense for the common area to be gigantic, since baby queens had to fit just as well as little fighters, and entire classes had to be able to fit all at once, it was a long walk for short legs. Rome weathered it bravely, offering her best friend a grin as she came closer. ”Hi. My dragon rearranged my entire room. How is your day going?”

@Zane


"Branches may stop the ordinary man, but B'tor "slapper of jungle cats" is no ordinary man."
- Zane
plotter
PM
^
Zane
 Posted: May 25 2018, 12:33 PM
Quote
Wingleader





Hero of Time


716 Posts
45 Marks
Member Inventory: View




All Eocuth wanted to do was chew on things. If it was there then it was meant to be chewed on, or ripped to shreds (like his boxers). There was nothing, or so it seemed, that she valued. Everything she managed to sink her claws into instantly became her play-thing, and Em'ry had fought tooth and nail to keep her from ruining his things. For now he had decided to hide what little he had left away, though Eocuth had turned finding said things into a game. She ambled about shoving things over and unveiling hiding places. For now he had taken her out of the disaster zone and into the common room. There was little for her to destroy in the common room; at least by way of things he actually cared about. He had procured scraps of leather hide for her to rip away at. Hopefully that would sate her, or at the very least take up some of her time and energy. When she wasn't busy barreling through things, she was pestering him with incessant questions.

The one question that always hung in the air, settling like a thick fog between them, was that of her red-siblings death. She had casually given to asking if someday someone would kill her, and thus far his only response had been: "Of course not, don't say shit like that." It enraged him, the idea that she may feel as if someday someone would take her away from him. He'd never let that happen. Vianna, who spoke so often of the records she perused, would be a good source in helping to determine what the Weyr's past reds had been like. He had never looked into them, though Izkeeyerdeth and Waroth were names that many knew (even the candidates). He'd have to ask her to look into it for him--or with him. Whatever.

Another of his friends was approaching, and so Eocuth paused in her chewing to watch her indigo sisters approach. What are YOU doing with your day, Prosuith? she inquired, judgment in her tone. Probably something boring, and stupid. Her indigo-sister was far too obsessive for her liking. If anything, Prosuith was one of the funnest of her siblings to bother. The red enjoyed seeing the indigo worked up. Em'ry urged the red to play nice, a reminder that was often necessary to speak aloud. Taking his eyes off of his dragonet for a moment, Em'ry acknowledged Rome with a half-smile. "Hey..." he trailed off, sounding about as enthusiastic as the girl. (That is to say, he wasn't). "About the same," he answered her, inhaling sharply. "A handful as always," he added, looking back to Eocuth (who still had the scrap of hide between her paws). It was her hide. Prosuith better not touch it! Sounds like you're being ANNOYING today Prosuith. If the indigo-weyrling's words were anything to go by, then Prosuith would catch her drift. Snorting derisively at her clutchsibling, Eocuth's attention drifted back to her scrap of hide. Ripping away at the material--which now contained many, many, teeth marks--the red proceeded to get to her feet so that she could whip the hide back and forth.

@Sakoru
PM
^
Sakoru
 Posted: May 25 2018, 07:37 PM
Quote
Wingrider





N/A


447 Posts
30 Marks
Member Inventory: View




Prosuith didn’t like Eocuth. That wasn’t to say that she disliked her crimson sibling – outwardly she was above such petty things – but she certainly did not approve of her constant chewing and troublemaking. So when the red looked up to ask her question, the indigo coloured her response with tolerant politeness. It was much harder when her sister acted as if she were above her. I have been quite productive, thank you, Eocuth. I trust you are well, she answered mildly. Rome reached out to her dragonet, reminding her not to get mad at her sister. Eocuth was the way that she was, and Prosuith was her own dragon, and that was all. If they didn’t get along, they at least had to be polite with one another. Some dragons were better at that than others.

Questioning whether the two babies could be trusted to play nice for a split-second while she tried to acknowledge her friend, Rome offered Em’ry a wry smile. Observant eyes flicked to the mangled leather between the red’s paws. ”What’d she get this time?” Amarythea nosed her hand, demanding that her human pet her, and Rome idly obliged, scratching the icehowler’s ears. Satisfied that she was the more loved, the grey and white ‘howler squished against her owner’s leg, eyeing Eocuth. She had learned that the red thing was not to be trusted. It liked to nip at tails and unguarded ears, so if her person was going to speak to Sacha’s owner, she was going to stay out of the way of the red monster’s teeth.

Prosuith tried very hard to resist the urge to glare at her sister. Exhaling a slow breath that Rome was learning to identify as a masked whine of frustration, the indigo sat, folding her paws neatly together and curling her tail around her haunches. Eocuth was a tail-biter. Thea had learned that lesson, and so had the purple-hued dragonet. Some things are frustrating in the present but helpful in the long term, she explained calmly, watching as the red tore away at the scrap of hide. Lowering her mindvoice in an effort to hide the comment from her rider, she added, of course, some annoyances are just that, and nothing else.

”Prosuith!” Rome whirled to glare at her dragonet, and the indigo meekly inched away from her, avoiding her human’s gaze. The weyrling stared her down until Prosuith was forced to look at her, however briefly. ”Be nice to your sister.” Faranth, it was like minding babies. (Weyrlinghood was, of course, exactly that: minding babies.) Rolling her eyes, Rome looked back to Em’ry, managing a pained grin. ”Wanna take these… darling creatures for a walk?” Maybe Eocuth would find something else to play with and Prosuith could judge somebody else. Maybe she would be allowed to have a real conversation with her best friend.

Ha, ha. Yeah right.

@Zane


"Branches may stop the ordinary man, but B'tor "slapper of jungle cats" is no ordinary man."
- Zane
plotter
PM
^
Zane
 Posted: May 25 2018, 08:16 PM
Quote
Wingleader





Hero of Time


716 Posts
45 Marks
Member Inventory: View




Em'ry worked hard to keep Eocuth in line. That wasn't to say that he always succeeded. He envied Rome being able to have Thea trot at her side without fear of her being hurt. He didn't think that the red would intentionally hurt anyone, but that didn't mean that she wasn't capable of doing damage. She took her games too far sometimes, and like a wild animal she was intrigued by the reactions she garnered. Where violence was concerned, Eocuth was downright enthralled. People were so easy to scare, and from what she could tell the mere sight of her incited peoples negative emotions. Em'ry kept glancing at Thea, as if her presence was not something he had expected (though he should have). Eocuth, aware of Hers' thoughts, was immediately drawn to the icehowler. Leave her be, she's not doing anything.

The indigo's politeness left a bad taste in her mouth, and so when Prosuith bespoke her she forgot all about the icehowler. Whatever, came the reds dull response. The sub-queen practically rolled her eyes at how much of a suck up her sister was. Rome was speaking, and it took Em'ry a moment or two to register that she had. "Oh, um... nothing. Well, everything--but that I gave her." He had in mind to visit the tanners, when he could get a spare moment away, to inquire after some leather "toys" for the red. She would probably balk at them, rather than chew them. He had left the leather scrap out on his bed, as if it was somehow a pivotal component of his day. This, naturally, had made Eocuth act. She had grabbed it before he could ever get his hands on it a second-time and happily begun to destroy it.

Why was it so difficult to talk to people now? He had never had an easy time of it, but now he always felt as if he couldn't say much, even with Rome. Reaching up a hand to run his fingers through his short hair, the boys blue eyes flickered between Rome and Eocuth. The red, fully aware that she was being spoken about, turned her red-eyed gaze upon Rome. The dragonet stared, as if something in particular about the girl had enticed her, but after Em'ry reached out to her the moment was gone. The red was back to tearing at the chunk of hide whilst Em'ry's heart hammered in his chest. You okay? He was concerned about her, even when, perhaps, he shouldn't be. He couldn't help it. Are YOU okay? With that the red reached out, seeming to coil about his mind. Em'ry shook her off, offering Rome a lopsided grin. He wanted to tell her that he'd wait while she put Thea back in her room, but he didn't want to worry her unnecessarily.

Prosuith sat there like the right proper lady she was, meanwhile Eocuth was sprawled upon the ground like a pup. The indigo's words, in response to her own, caused her to rise. Em'ry could feel the tension in her body, and so he drew closer to her. The red, eyes whirling more quickly as the indigo made her insinuation, turned her head to the side before whipping it back the other way. The piece of leather, having hung loosely in her jaws, was whipped at her clutchsister. Some ANNOYANCES need taking care of. The reds tail lashed as she advanced forward, eyes whirling rapidly. Em'ry clamped down on the dragonet, using his body to block her path to Prosuith. That's not how we do things! Leave her alone. She's baiting you, and you're letting her. The red turned to peer down upon Hers, and for a moment Em'ry didn't recognize her. Then, as if nothing had happened at all, the red sat back. Look at you, all FLUSTERED. I told you Em'ry... you worry too much... The last was said in the flattest of tones, and the young man merely stared his dragonet in the eyes.

It was Rome yelling her indigo's name that brought the young man back, though her question was drowned out in his sea of thoughts. When the boy had torn his gaze away from Eocuth, to anxiously spy his friend, he did his best to keep from frowning. "Sorry, what?" It would be good to get Eocuth out of the barracks and into the fresh air. There would be many others out and about. The sights, smells, and sounds, were sure to distract her. "We should, uh... get out of here for a while." The last was muttered whilst Em'ry motioned to the entrance to the bowl. Nodding in the direction they ought to be headed, namely in hopes that Eocuth would try to get a head start, Em'ry came to stand before the indigorider. Subconsciously he knew that's what she had suggested, and therefore such was his answer. He was on edge, that much was plain. Even as the red-weyrling watched Eocuth bound off ahead of them all, he knew that he had his work cut out for him. He had to make people see that Eocuth was different, but how could he when she tested even him?

@Sakoru
PM
^
Sakoru
 Posted: May 25 2018, 09:16 PM
Quote
Wingrider





N/A


447 Posts
30 Marks
Member Inventory: View




Rome grinned at the answer, but she tilted her head ever so slightly, questioning. Em’ry seemed… off, somehow. It wasn’t unlike him to be busy thinking about things – he spent more time reflecting than was probably good for him – but he wasn’t usually distant, or spacey. Still, she let him be for the moment, choosing not to pry for the present. ”Oh, good.” She smiled. ”Better than stuff she stole, right?” Knowing that the red loved to shred anything she could get her paws on, the indigoweyrling marveled that Em’ry had even managed to find something both acceptable and durable enough to stand up to a dragon, for however short a time. Good for him. She wasn’t sure she would have the fortitude to constantly amuse such a wild creature.

Eocuth was watching her, but only for a moment, and then the red was back to playing with her bit of hide. Rome returned her gaze without much of a reaction, until the dragonet turned away and she had to tell off her own hatchling. Prosuith and her red sibling seemed incapable of just getting along – one always had to be baiting the other. Ladylike as she tried to be, the indigo seemed to have a weakness for teasing Eocuth, no matter that she played it off as dignified responses.

Prosuith had been reprimanded, but the red rose, whipping the bit of leather at her sister, and the indigo swished her tail, raising her head to glare red-eyed at her sister as Eocuth stalked toward her. The toy bounced off her face; if she’d been human her cheeks would have turned red, but instead her eyes only whirled faster. Em’ry went to intercept his dragonet, and Rome had to intercept hers; she glared into the indigo’s face as Prosuith stared stubbornly at her. Quick as a thought, the indigo went to snatch up the toy her sister had thrown, but Rome grabbed it as the dragonet was lifting her head. ”Drop it. It’s not yours.” Reluctantly, the indigo gave it up, though she glared at her sister over her human’s shoulder. Look at something else. Don’t bait her just because you can. Turning away from her hatchling, the weyrling offered the toy to Eocuth. ”That belongs to you,” she stated calmly, and returned her gaze to Em’ry.

”Sure.” Wondering what it was that had distracted the redweyrling from her words, Rome considered him thoughtfully as he came to stand before her, and when she started walking she assumed that he would too. Predictably, Eocuth was off like a shot before them, though Prosuith sulked (with the pretense of dignified slowness) several steps behind. Some steps passed before the indigoweyrling glanced over at her best friend, concern written upon her expression. ”Em’ry, are you okay?” She smiled slightly, sliding her hands into her pockets. ”You seem kinda distracted.”

@Zane


"Branches may stop the ordinary man, but B'tor "slapper of jungle cats" is no ordinary man."
- Zane
plotter
PM
^

Topic Options
Add Reply
New Topic


 


 


Chatbox
1. No advertising.

2. No in-depth discussion of highly personal issues, incl. medical issues affecting you, your family or friends, or your pets. Do not ask for medical advice in the cbox.

3. Please refrain from explicit description of illegal, violent or gross subjects. Be mindful of your fellow members and guests to the site.

4. Important communications for staff should be sent via PM - just because someone is on the site does not mean they are looking at the cbox! :)


Cbox Mods: Ruin, Rii, Ivy
Affiliates
Baraenor, Lion RP Image and video hosting by TinyPic RPG-D RPGfix Top RP Sites Top RP Sites RPG Initiative Southern Winds Weyr The Veil