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Post by Memorie on Jun 12, 2006 14:44:52 GMT -5
Merda nodded. "Yes, just him and me." She set down her cup, finished with the drink inside. It was ocld now, and she wouldn't drink it cold without sweetening. "I don't know about you, E'mion," she said, voice gaining some of it's former warmth, "But I am a firm believer in One Man to One Hold. What Dorin is doing, stripping those with birthright from their rightful lands and people is inexcusable. Someday, something must be done about that."
She sat quietly through his explanation about the need for sixty firelizards eggs. When he finished, she nodded. "It is a good plan. Well thought-out. I compliment you. Very well," she agreed. "I will help you. I might know a couple riders with gold firelizards and I know a lot with green. Will green eggs work too? I know they don't produce quite as big clutches, but they do have decent eggs. And they're not quite as protective as the gold firelizards."
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Post by E on Jun 13, 2006 16:32:49 GMT -5
“I was hoping for gold clutches.” E’mion answered in his own blunt way before deciding to explain. “If we can get a gold flit egg actually up in the north, it will be much easier to explain the appearances of more eggs, mostly because the gold will be laying up there. It would just help our cause greatly and give Conaire less questions to answer.”
((Gah… sorry so short… I couldn’t think of anything for him to do…))
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Post by Memorie on Jun 13, 2006 16:37:18 GMT -5
"Alright. I'll do the best I can. When do you need these sixty eggs by?" she asked, absentmindedly as she tallied up who she knew she could get gold eggs from and how many she might need to find on the beaches. And who she could trust to take with her for such an undertaking. H'mei? Caliath asked.
Maybe! Merda knew the Candidatemaster was trustworthy for that use. And a bit of beach time might cut back on his overly-frequent use of fellis. Merda smiled at the thought.
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Post by E on Jun 13, 2006 16:43:27 GMT -5
“As soon as you can with the freshest eggs you can manage to get.” He said, the smile he had been struggling with finally managing to show. Maybe things would work out. After hearing what she had said, E’mion had a lot to think about, but for now, he needed to get back to Lateo before it was noticed that the Helios Wingleader was not leading the drills that day.
“You have my gratitude, Weyrwoman Merda.” As he thanked her, he stood and nodded his head toward her; his way of bowing to those he seen as equals.
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Post by Memorie on Jun 13, 2006 16:53:33 GMT -5
"Of course, E'mion. Pleased to help allies." Merda stood and saw him to the ledge and his dragon. "Caliath, say goodbye to our company. They have lots of work to do today, as do we."
The dragon rumbled and told Malekith goodbye and that she'd see him soon.
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