L'dar and green Biplath
The Road So Far!
It all began at Jessaf Hold, in the protectorate of Madellon Weyr, for Lysaedar – a young man of 18 Turns, dreaming of becoming a green rider.
Lysaedar was born to unusual privilege – a grandson of Winstone, Lord of mighty Jessaf Hold. Lysaedar didn't scramble for the attention of the young Search rider, Garlan, who came to Jessaf in early 102 seeking candidates for Madellon Weyr's latest clutch. But as a scion of the Hold, Lysaedar was among the party welcoming the green rider to Jessaf – and, in due course, became the focus of her dragon Hushith's attention. Lord Winstone wasn't enthusiastic about Lysaedar becoming a candidate – displeased that such a opportunity would ruin his plans for Lysaedar's betrothal to a niece of Lord Orfen's. But he grudgingly accepted that, as Lysaedar had his majority, he had the right to accept Search. And with Winstone's admonition that he Impress a bronze – or a brown at the very least – ringing in his ears, Lysaedar left to begin his candidacy at Madellon Weyr.
As a candidate, Lysaedar was assigned a bunkmate – Soburn, an anxious Weyrbred youth with one failed Hatching already haunting him, who would soon become his closest friend in the Weyr. He also got to know many of his fellow candidates, including the Weyrbred twins Leover and Leoguy; Zielaph, the nephew of a Madellon bronze rider; and Chiliam, a good-natured highborn lad from Kellad.
But he also made an enemy – Rielat, a self-important apprentice Weaver – who took a firm disliking to Lysaedar! Backed up by his crony Kestor, Rielat became the thorn in Lysaedar's side throughout the sevendays of candidacy.
Hatching Day
The dragons' hum woke Soburn and Lysaedar on 102.03.17. Following a brief run-in with Rielat, the pair joined the rest of the candidates for a morning lecture. The Weyrlingmaster, L'stev, gave the whole cohort – increased by three late Searchees to a total of thirty-five – strict instructions about pre-Hatching preparations, including eating, drinking, bathing – and in some cases, getting a decent haircut – and then turned the group loose for the morning. Before Lysaedar left, Soburn asked him to find out if H'nar, the young Wingleader of the Betweenless Wing, might currently be seeing someone – or not.
The one-armed green rider and the thieving queen
Immediately on leaving the candidate barracks, Lysaedar was flagged down by M'shen – a green rider with one arm, a fire-lizard queen – and a problem. His queen, Squiffy, had stolen several pieces of the Weyrwoman's jewellery, and hidden it around the Weyr. M'shen recruited Lysaedar to find it. The quest took Lysaedar all over Madellon, from kitchens to lake to infirmary – but in the end he succeeded in reuniting the Weyrwoman's jewellery set, to general acclaim.
Respecting his elders
In the Weyr's kitchen gardens, Lysaedar encountered R'hren, a former Weyrleader of Madellon, now peacefully retired to potter among his beloved plants. R'hren asked Lysaedar to help him track down the ingredients for a warming salve to help his elderly bronze, Staamath, with his arthritic forepaws. Lysaedar duly located the components of R'hren's salve, winning the old bronze rider's approval in the process.
Gifted a small pot of the salve, Lysaedar offered it to old S'rius, who was equally appreciative of the gift. And while Kisha, the blind old green rider Lysaedar encountered in the infirmary, would have nothing to do with one of R'hren's concoctions, she too grew to approve of Lysaedar – especially after he solved all three of her fiendish riddles!
Southern comfort
Lysaedar met G'kalte – a brown rider and Wingsecond, not to mention Weyrwoman Valonna's weyrmate – in the Bowl, and was quickly recruited by him to help with a diplomatic matter. G'kalte had been tasked with delivering two gifts from Valonna to her Southern counterpart Weyrwoman Karika – but he'd been summoned away to collect his own grandmother, Lady Coffleby, for the Hatching.
He asked Lysaedar to figure out which of the seven Southern dragons visiting Madellon were the correct pair to hand over Karika's gifts. And while G'kalte's brown, Archidath, offered Lysaedar some intelligence on the Southern seven, his advice was somewhat garbled! Nonetheless, Lysaedar unravelled Archidath's confusing suggestions and got the right packages to the right dragons – without being growled at!
A Masterful order
In the dining hall, Lysaedar met his fellow candidate Zielaph, who'd been tasked by his somewhat dim uncle, bronze rider Fr'ton, with delivering a complicated drinks order to a group of Master Crafters. Zielaph had information about their names, beverages, crafts, and fire-lizards – but not in any sensible order!
Luckily for him, Lysaedar solved the puzzle of Fr'ton's confusing notes adeptly, delivering the correct drinks to the correct Masters, and earning a handsome tip in the process. Lysaedar even shared the largesse with Zielaph, who then introduced him to Fr'ton – who, having Impressed a bronze in spite of his less than boundless promise, gave Lysaedar a certain confidence in his own prospects!
A rising problem
Lysaedar encountered both Soleigh, whose green Bristath was preparing to rise near the lake, and her weyrmate Maris, who was getting very drunk in the dining hall on account of her fears that Soleigh was having an affair with a blue rider, G'tron. Lysaedar's intervention successfully got rid of G'tron, whose Imdoth was very sweet indeed on Bristath, from the mating flight – not to mention G'pellas, another blue rider, needed in the Harper ensemble – and reconciled the two green riders.
Kitchen diplomacy
Madellon's kitchens – the heart of the Weyr, and domain of Headwoman Crauva – provided Lysaedar with the opportunity to show off his work ethic before the Hatching. A round of chores duly pleased Crauva. And the kitchen was also the source of the hotfruit R'hren had sent Lysaedar to find for his warming salve.
Eggs and baskets
A visit to the Archives led to a meeting with Tarshe, Madellon's Weyrwoman Second. When Lysaedar expressed an interested in looking up some Weyr records, Tarshe offered him the loan of a glowbasket – on the proviso that he return it afterwards. Which – mindful of not offending such an important personage of the Weyr – Lysaedar did!
A blue lady
Coming across T'gala, Pern's only female blue rider, bathing her Heppeth in the lake, Lysaedar offered his assistance – which T'gala gladly accepted.
Friend request
Conscious of Soburn's bashfulness, Lysaedar approached the object of his affections – H'nar, Wingleader of the Betweenless Wing – with some circumspection. Still, when questioned, H'nar insisted he had to know who was making enquiries of him. And when he learned the identity of his admirer, he told Lysaedar that he wasn't interested in Soburn – or any other men, for that matter. But Lysaedar's agile pivot in questioning revealed that a close friend of H'nar's – blue rider M'rany – might be a viable alternative. Thus encouraged, Soburn began to think more positively of life as a dragonrider – even if H'nar would end up being his Wingleader!
Hair today
Mindful of the Weyrlingmaster's orders to be smart for the Hatching, Lysaedar visited Madellon's resident barber – green rider Z'fell – for a trim. Very conscious of his dignity, Lysaedar ensured he came away with a cut he actually liked.
A slithery customer
Early in the day, Lysaedar found out about a secret way into the Hatching Ground via storeroom that might allow him a sneaky peek at the eggs before the Hatching. Successfully entering the combination to the lock on the storeroom door, and suitably equipped with a glowbasket, he crawled into a confusing maze of passages.
By a stroke of ill luck, Lysaedar strayed into tunnel snake territory! A huge, aggressive, and potently venomous female tunnel-snake guarded the exit to the Hatching ground. Lysaedar was lucky to avoid being bitten. But ultimately he evaded the snake, dodging past it and slipping out onto the Hatching Sands.
Having survived his encounter with the snake, Lysaedar crept closer to the clutch – close enough to touch an egg – before beating a hasty retreat from the Hatching Ground!
The Hatching
When it came to the Hatching, Lysaedar didn't have to wait too long for his date with destiny. The spotted green and cream egg Hatched out a vivid sea-green dragonet who told Lysaedar her name was Biplath.
But Biplath was nearly beaten to Lysaedar by another dragonet – a slender olive-green hatchling who seemed torn between Lysaedar and Soburn. Sensing that she wasn't the best match for him, Lysaedar stepped aside to give his friend precedence – resulting in Soburn's Impression of the little green, Aeranth.
Whatever happened to Rielat?
Sadly, there was at least one fly in the numbweed. Rielat Impressed an impressively proportioned indigo-blue hatchling, making them Lysaedar and Biplath's new classmates. (On the bright side, at least Kestor didn't Impress!)
After the Hatching
"Biplath" by Emily Holland
The Weyrlingmaster was the first to congratulate Lysaedar on his Impression, but it was Garlan, delighted that her risky choice of Winstone's grandson had Impressed, who stepped in to help with the immediate matter of Biplath's first meal. That was Lysaedar's first opportunity to speak to Soburn, too, and they introduced each other, with considerable delight, to their respective dragonets, Biplath and Aeranth. Soburn also told Lysaedar that his new name was to be – perhaps unsurprisingly – S'burn.
It wasn't long before Biplath's personality started to become evident. The sea-green dragonet – ambiguously coloured at first glance, but unequivocally female when asked – proved to have a particularly playful and fun-loving outlook on life.
With both dragonets full to bursting with fresh meat, the newly minted dragonpairs left the Hatching sands for their new home: the weyrling barracks.
Big brother
Another friend Lysaedar made along the way – a young Holdbred candidate, Nichen, whom Lysaedar had encountered in a hopelessly dishevelled state directly before the Hatching – hailed Lysaedar at the barracks – crediting him with his successful Impression of a moon-blue dragonet, Yooth!
Meeting the Weyrleader
As Lysaedar and S'burn wiped the worst of the blood and sand from their tired new dragonets, the Weyrleader, T'gat, came to inspect both boys' dragonets, to ask after their names – and to ask the two new weyrlings how they should now be called. Lysaedar was proud to introduce Biplath to the Weyrleader. And after a brief conference with Biplath, Lysaedar gave the Weyrleader his own new name: L'dar, rider of green Biplath!
Following their audience with the Weyrleader, and the application of oily rags to relieve Biplath's and Aeranth's newborn itchiness, L'dar and S'burn headed into the boys' barracks to claim the billets that would be theirs for the next Turn. Choosing adjacent cots, the two new weyrlings got their dragonets settled on the couches that they would take months to grow into. But there was no time for them to sit and admire their new dragons. The Weyrlingmaster soon came along to give them their new weyrling shoulder-knots, before chivvying them off to the Hatching feast!
The Hatching feast
L'dar and S'burn soon went their separate ways to find family and friends. Many of the riders and Weyrfolk L'dar had helped during the day greeted him with warm congratulations as he hunted through the throng – but, at last, he found his family.
Lord Winstone, L'dar's grandfather, was in a state of high dudgeon about his grandson's Impression of a green. A tense scene ensued, with the Weyrleaders obliged to step in to defend L'dar from his grandfather's fury – but the damage was already done.
The rest of the evening passed in a blur for L'dar, and it came as a relief when the Weyrlingmaster ordered all the new weyrlings back to the barracks for a good night's sleep. But en route to bed, L'dar was flagged down by a Weyrbrat, Emry, bringing the message that Weyrwoman Second Tarshe wanted to see him in the Archives.
Setting the record straight
Tarshe, tasked by the Weyrwoman with converting candidate documentation into weyrling records, went through L'dar's background with him – including much of what he had got up to on the morning of the Hatching – for good and ill. She offered L'dar some advice about paying attention to his new classmates and surroundings, lest he fall foul of the Weyrlingmaster's penchant for snap quizzes, and made some observations on Biplath.
A close encounter
On his way back to the barracks , L'dar had two peculiar encounters – first, with Tarshe's queen, Berzunth, who seemed quite agitated by one of the visiting dragons on the Rim; and then with a mysterious hooded figure, smelling strongly of what L'dar would later realise was firestone, who called him by name – and gave him a curious wooden box.
"The Watchful Queen" by Chris S. Baily
Back at the barracks, L'dar decided, on balance, not to tell the Weyrlingmaster about the stranger.
Returning at last to Biplath – billeted between S'burn's Aeranth and a bright bronze dragonet – L'dar was too tired to examine the strange wooden box very closely, and put it in his clothes' chest for later examination. But even as he went to sleep – a dragonrider at last, his green beside him – L'dar was struck with a deep sense of foreboding. Who was the mysterious dragonrider in the hooded cloak? And what was the significance of the strange wooden box?
Find out more about Lysaedar's Impression here. L'dar and Biplath's story will continue in Dragonchoice: Weyrling, coming soon!
L'dar's achievements
Achievement Unlocked:
CARRY ON WAYWARD SON
I travelled The Road So Far!
Achievement Unlocked:
OUR ROB, OR ROSS
I received a mysterious box!
Achievement Unlocked:
A HORSE WITH A NAME
I have a name and it's a good name and I don't need to fix my name. Probably.
Achievement Unlocked:
THE YIN TO YOUR YANG
Biplath and I complement each other!
Achievement Unlocked:
SUGAR AND SPICE
I've been a very nice person (so far)!
Achievement Unlocked:
EBONY AND IVORY
Biplath and I agreed on something very important!
Achievement Unlocked:
BUM NOTE
Biplath and I disagreed on something quite important!