Weyrleader R'sik & Bronze Wrath

You stand amongst the other Weyrfolk waiting for the transfer Weyrleader to return. A small pre-Thread-fall arose and all were sent out. Soon the Fall is over and the riders return, while the Smithies search the ground for worms that got away.

Wow. You almost don't recongize him. Weyrleader already. R'sik issues orders quickly and efficently. His bronze Wrath stands proudly, being the largest dragon here. His two firelizards perch on his shoulders, proud as well. When all orders are carried out, you wave and approach him. He smiles busily at you at shakes your hand. "What a day, my friend, what a day. Before I thought I needed a Weyrwoman to fill our weyr, but now I need one to help with this work. I must do both. We have several candidates that are due to transfer here when they Impress." R'sik sighs. "One of them must become a goldrider. I'm sorry I don't have the time right now to talk with you, but are welcome to go up to my weyr and look about if you wish. Good day to you!" R'sik strides of quickly in the direction of the Lower Caverns. Wrath walks by, nodding is great head at you in greeting. He looks more relaxed than his lifemate as he flies up to take a nap on his sunning ledge.