Firelizard Booth

Praxidera was coming to enjoy the certain advantages offered by being in the weyr, or rather Eriseth was working at molding her enjoyment of them. The gather dress she had chosen was one such delightful commodity, Eriseth was more interested that she looked good in purple than matching him. It was all about appearances and expectations with the ambitious young dragon. She aspired to be as insightful as he was in the future even if his persistence was somewhat trying at times. Obviously, he was extremely persuasive as he'd gotten her to go to the Gather in the first place. As a hatchling he was required to remain at the weyr so there were no qualms in letting her go as she would by the very nature of their bond desire to return. Prax didn't expect to stay long at the gather in that respect, but she had desperately wanted to be outside the weyr and take the lay of the land, check out the gossip, and maybe try to ingratiate herself with someone willing to give up little tidbits of information.

She'd heard the call of the salesman, but she didn't pay him any heed at first. She was already exhausting herself taking care of a dragonet she didn't need something else to feed and care for.

[smear:B0973A]No wait! This is a perfect opportunity. Get a big one a Kin would be nice, but the big one can be a sign of regal demeanor. You must.[/smear:D8B949]

Prax hesitated, watching as others came and went some looking some purchasing. The big one? She counted her marks, but what else was she going to spend them on anyway? It was with great reluctance, but with trust in her dragon that she approached the vendor, eyeing the eggs very carefully.

"I would like to purchase this one," she said, pointing to the remaining Queen egg choosing to be daring though large ones seemed much more reasonably priced. None but the best for Eriseth, perhaps he didn't want to admit jealousy at the idea of her taking care of a miniature version of another male dragon. The thought made her smirk a little.

It was unlikely, he just wanted the best for them. The very, very best. She would do well to follow his lead. The more he grew the more canny he became, and Praxidera was going to require every ounce for the both of them if they desired to make the most of this mess.

Iryasa moved through the crowd with ease. Whether it was the fact that people knew who she was, or just got a feeling off of her, they moved over just a little to the side. Of course, the Junior Weyrwoman wasn't unapproachable. Her son walked ahead of her, her oldest daughter walking beside her, and her youngest daughter sitting on her hip in her arms. It was a task to keep all three in line, but even though Iryasa didn't spend all her time with the children, they knew that mother was not to be disobeyed.

Something had drawn Tariasa's attention and he had wondered to far away. "Tari," Iryasa warned, even as her son wiggled between two men and up to the booth. His sister, Iryril, wasn't far behind. Luckily, a kind man moved over just enough to where she could move forward enough to keep an eye on both her excited children. It seemed a young man had a large amount of flit eggs and was pawning them off to whoever could pay for them. Honestly, Iryasa wasn't interested. Essamoryth wasn't interested. But Tariasa, Iryril, and little Kiliasa were interested. "Momma! Momma! Can we have one!?" her son asked, looking back at her with these big round eyes that as a young mother, she hadn't been able to resist. Iryril followed suit and both were clasping their hands together and silently begging for a firelizard. "You both are too young for the responsibility of having such a pet," she stated, earning pouty lips and teary eyes for her words. "How about this, I'll make a deal with you. I will buy two eggs and they will be my pets. BUT! You two will care for the flits and train them. Once you have shown me you can care for them properly, I will buy you your own pets, or you may try to bond with them at a clutch. Understood?"

Of course, both older children bounced up and down at the idea, while little Kiliasa really didn't care or understand what was going on. She just knew that she was with her mommy and she was happy. With both Tari's and Iry's word, Iryasa's bought two eggs, letting the children pick out the sizes. Tari wanted a big one and Iryril chose a pretty medium sized egg. After paying for the two eggs, and slipping them into a bag hanging from her shoulder, Iryasa hustled her children to the side of the booth so that others could purchase their eggs.



The hum of excitement had T'hex fired up. The Hatching was done and over with. The Weyrlings were doing well. The Weyr was about to celebrate the Gathering and the beginning of a new time at Sabishi Weyr. The normally hard working Wingsecond suddenly found himself in the mood to venture into the shops and see if there was anything that might interest him.

Of course, the place was pretty crowded, even though the Gathering wasn't for a few more days still. T'hex had to shoulder his way through the crowd and even still, he stepped on others and was stepped on. Finally, after his shin was kicked for the sixth time, T'hex took a breather between two booths. Both were still pretty busy and he was still having to watch his toes, but he wasn't being jostled around and wasn't having to jostle.

When the Kohakurider finally glanced over at the booth next to him, he found that it was a selling firelizard eggs. The recent clutch that had been at Sabishi Weyr had hatched while he as away on Search and so he had missed the excitement. As soon as he saw that there were more eggs, he let Syrlith know and though the Kohaku didn't sound that interested in having little firelizards flying around his weyr, T'hex purchased a medium egg.



The Weyr was alive with the news of the Gathering. It was the perfect time for Nyriayr to return to the Weyr and sell his wares. Luckily, he had missed the Hatching, though he had sent his congratulations to the new Weyrlings in the form of new fur blankets for their barracks. Once he had Epolo and Oisa squared away in the stables, and his furs sold almost before the packs were unloaded from his stud runner, Nyriayr found himself with time to kill and coin to burn.

Walking through the little shops that were popping up to sell their wares before and during the Gathering, Nyriayr was suddenly glad his furs were in such high demand, even though he hadn't done much to them other than tan one side and leave the fur intact. Either way, with his items gone, he didn't have to worry about setting up a shop or anything.

A rare grin graced his face as he noticed one booth was getting a lot of attention. Curious about what was suddenly so popular, he moved toward the booth and found something that he hadn't ever thought he'd see in his lifetime. Firelizard eggs. The young man had a rather large collection of them and they were flying off the shelves like hot cakes. Without even really thinking about once the eggs hatched, or the possibility of one of them hatching a gin, Nyriayr called for the last two small ones and paid his dues before attaining the eggs.

Iryasa - Large 3, Medium 11
T'hex - Medium 1
Nyriayr - Small 1 & 2