The Death of the Lord

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The Death of the Lord

Prissy
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19 Nov 2015, 20:17 #1

Oprierd composed himself his expression utterly calm, he walked into the room where his father was as soon as he saw he was dead. He smirked inwardly and composed his facial expressions then turned to yell out the door. "Lord Strierd is dead!" He screamed out of the door waiting for someone to respond, a drudge came running and saw the man was dead. Oprierd looked at the drudge, "See to his bodies preparations I need to send a message out." Oprierd told the drudge as he walked out his expression unreadable even if inside a small part of him wanted to cry and break.

When he arrived in the hall he looked grief stricken but only barely, "Someone send word to the Holds, Halls and Weyrs. Lord Holder Strierd is dead." Oprierd said as they sent out the messengers and the soldier watch dragon lifted her head in a keen to the passed Lord. She was saddened by his death and knew that she would have to ask for someone else to come and watch over Hilltop she did not like the new Lord.

The Lord Holder of Hilltop Hold has passed away. She broadcasted to Plataeu Weyr she would let them all know quicker than any flitter ever would. Then her head turned towards Skullstones, Lord Holder Camiron. Lord Strierd has passed. She told him personally and she turned back to her duties.

((OOC: A month after Minervath Flight))
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Femisis
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21 Nov 2015, 06:39 #2

A mere ten minutes had passed before two dragon from Plateau appeared over the hold. Immenoth and Aquoryth circled the courtyard briefly before landing, nodding a greeting to the watchdragon before allowing their riders to dismount. They had left as soon as the message had come to the Weyr and their harnesses could be put on, so both riders were rather disheveled.

"Where is Opierd?!" E'ri yelled as he climbed down Immenoth's leg, about ready to tear the hold apart to find his half-brother. This... their father couldn't be dead. He couldn't. They hadn't been particularly close, especially since he and Kinue had gone to Plateau, but there was no reason for him to die, not now... He was vaguely aware of Kinue's arms around his waist, trying to hold him back, and the nervous shuffle of both dragons behind him, but he didn't care. He wanted answers, he wanted... for his father to not be dead.

"E'ri, brother, stop! Take a deep breath!" Kinue grunted as she was dragged along. Despite her efforts, her brother was taller than her and her efforts to keep him still were in vain. She understood his grief and shared it somewhat (though it was hard to grieve for a man who'd neither paid her much attention nor was her real father), so her head was more clear. "Don't just charge around like a crazed wherry, take a pill!"

Your sister is right, Mine. Immenoth murmured as she nuzzled E'ri from behind. Do not let your grief consume you. You are of this Hold and are blood to the Lord. Act like it.

It'll be okay! Aquoryth chirped, though there was a somber tone in her normally happy voice. We're all together and we'll be okay. Okay?

"You..." Sighing, E'ri turned to hug his sister, then his dragon's nose. Immenoth crooned comfortingly to him and he took a deep breath to steady himself. "We'll be okay."

Kinue nodded. "We'll be okay. We'll figure out what's going on, then we'll go home and do what we normally do."

"What, cause trouble?" he snorted. Turning back toward the Hold at large, he said, much calmer, "Please inform Opierd that his siblings here here."
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25 Nov 2015, 18:58 #3

Lady Holder Irmira
Irmira walked out not quite showing but clearly not feeling well as she walked towards the pair, her son in her arms and a worn look to her eyes. "Come with me please, I am honored that you have returned to us. My Lord Husband is busy attending to his duties, I will see you to quarters befitting your status as children of Lord Strierd." Irmira said as she stood waiting and watching the pair, her bond-net appearing around her and the fyxi at her side bristling slightly.

"If you would like I'll ask that someone see to your dragons, get their harnesses off and see to it that they are comfortable. I can even offer you some of our herdbeasts and a fine oiling, I know that we have some of the best." She said with a smile to the pair and despite looking like she'd been through the ringer she was looking reasonable. I do not normally speak telepathically to dragons but if you would allow me further I have things I would like to share with you. She spoke to Immenoth and Aquoryth her 'voice' soft even as she stood looking at the four of them, she would see to their comforts as her husband saw to other things.
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26 Nov 2015, 06:49 #4

Adlaar and Kiadlask followed Irmira into the Weyrbowl from several paces behind. She was quiet, not an unusual state of being considering her profession, but with a certain edge that was uncharacteristically tense, her right hand hardly straying from the hilt of her sword. The Lord Holder was dead and she was not sure how she was supposed to feel. He was not a man she had ever known very well, beyond the interview after which he employed her to protect his son, but the loss hit her with a weight she had not expected, as though she had done something wrong with his passing.

She might not be sure what to feel but she knew her duty. The young Lord and new Lady were alive and well, and it was her responsibility to keep them that way in the face of whatever threats might rise into the sudden power vacuum.

Wrong, Kiadlask rumbled to herself, This is wrong. I do not like the young Lord. Adlaar shot her a sidelong glance, expression otherwise unmoving. You might not want to think that where anybody can hear you, Kia. The Young Lord is mourning his father, it is a difficult time for everyone.

Hah, said Kiadlask, ambling forward to nudge at Irmira's shoulder in both greeting and protection. Her Handler knew better than to show the slightest trace of emotion in Oprierd's in the presence of her betters, especially considering that with Strierd's death, Oprierd now became Lord, and regardless of Irmira's reassurances she would not take any step that might risk her position as his guard. Not yet, in any case.

When the pair of riders dismounted she took an instinctive step forward, hand tightening around her swordhilt, looming up from behind Irmira to get a look at the new arrivals as they dismounted. Not threatening outright, just enough of an ominous presence in black to deter them from doing anything rash, her expression grim. They were riders from Plateau by the knots, distressed, to judge by the current shouting, and children of the Lord from the familiar cast of their features and words.

Probably not a safety risk to Irmira, but Adlaar wasn't taking any chances.
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13 Dec 2015, 03:33 #5

“Thank you for your kind offer,” E’ri replied to Irmira with a small bow. While the woman wasn’t related to him by blood, he was fond enough of her and was grateful for any care given to their dragons. He had a feeling they were going to be there for a while. “Immenoth has just eaten, but she would certainly appreciate an oiling.”

“Aquoryth, too.” Kinue chimed in. “And a small herdbeast, she doesn’t eat a whole lot.” She’d noticed the guard and Wher by Irmira’s side and cocked her head curiously. She hadn’t known the woman had a guard, but it was good that she did. This whole situation screamed of bullshit and knowing that there were people on their ‘side’, whatever that may be, was comforting. She didn’t have her brother’s ability to read the thoughts of others, but her gut was telling her she could trust this guard. “Your Wher is lovely,” the Soldierrider said by way of greeting as she approached Adlaar cautiously. “Things have been kinda crazy around here huh?” She added, tone implying that she thought something was fishy.

Though Immenoth made no indication that she was surprised, Aquoryth jumped a bit at having been spoken to by someone other than her rider. She looked around curiously for the other dragon, but it hadn’t been the watch dragon and there weren’t any others… Oh! You know about the bad things? She asked Irmira almost excitedly, her mindvoice rather loud.

Aquoryth, hush, Immenoth said firmly to which the sunset Soldier drooped, chastened. Im sorry. What my sister is trying to ask is if you know why Mines sire died? He does not seem to think this was natural. The Officer told the Lady, voicing both the concerns of herself and her rider. Perhaps her E’ri was right.
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