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Post by Houka Ryuu on Jun 5, 2006 14:20:44 GMT -5
Having gotten the signal from G'llahar to go, T'lon gave a wave of his arm to get his wing up. With a little grunt and heavy pumping of his wings, Teranth lifted off the ground and waited hovering in the air for T'lon's signal to go between.
The three ladies clutched at the straps to keep from falling. Nobody wanted to show how scared they were of flying a-dragonback even though it was such a priviledge being taken by a bronze. They held in their fear and showed a brave face with each other.
T'lon looked beind his shoulder to see that all his passengers were alright. Seeing nothing wrong with any of them, he scanned his wing. He saw them all aloft waiting for the signal to go. He asked Teranth to ask the dragons in his wing if they knew where to go.
Teranth promptly replied, The riders and dragons know where they are going, Rider-Mine.
And without further ado, he produced the image of Vir Hold in his head.
He told Teranth, Supply them the image of Vir Hold.
They have the image of Vir Hold, Mine. Teranth said.
Okay then. Let's go! T'lon told Teranth as he wave his right hand and gave the signal to jump between. And in a wink all the dragons in the wing have gone between to Vir Hold.
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