Post by Omnia Munda on Sept 28, 2008 12:26:04 GMT -8
"And I thank you for your service, H'gar," replied J'fel, rising too. "And - for your graciousness."
He was thinking, inexplicably and belatedly, of I'dalyn. Perhaps judiciously, the boy weyrleader elected not to say so much to H'gar. Instead he saw the weyrlingmaster out, then went back into his quarters to dump out the rest of the beer he'd had less than half of, and to polish his plan of attack for Blizzard's dominance in the dragonrider games at turn's end.
He was thinking, inexplicably and belatedly, of I'dalyn. Perhaps judiciously, the boy weyrleader elected not to say so much to H'gar. Instead he saw the weyrlingmaster out, then went back into his quarters to dump out the rest of the beer he'd had less than half of, and to polish his plan of attack for Blizzard's dominance in the dragonrider games at turn's end.