Post by freya on Aug 9, 2011 0:07:09 GMT -5
M'nor had come to the weyrhold for a night of fun and was eating at a local pub. He was concentrating surrounded by five other men as he throw down some stones and the others said, "Come on dragon rider," then pushed a few coins forward. The brown rider was betting a lot tonight because he hadn't been gambling in long time. It was a passion for him yet with the hold less attacks any leaving the weyr was forbidden yet being a wing second had their advantages. His brown Oreth was outside resting and keeping a eye out for those that might wish him harm.
He'd come alone because his usual partner in crime D'seus was at another meeting. The responsibilities of being a bronze rider was too much sometimes and appreciated the fact that he wouldn't have to deal with that. When it came back around to his turn the wing second started to put down some more stones and then he a few more coins. A passion of his the wing second loved gambling with only a beautiful woman coming in at a close second. When a beautiful lady passed him the smile grew bigger and he knew where he would be going next after the game.
He probably had kids out there somewhere with as many women that he had been with. M'nor knew that the cot hold families loved for their daughters to be with dragon riders and their children we're cherished. The idea of telling someone that the father of their child was a dragon rider and with that in their blood might one day fly a dragon. A few more games and drinks would do him in as the night continued to wear on.
He'd come alone because his usual partner in crime D'seus was at another meeting. The responsibilities of being a bronze rider was too much sometimes and appreciated the fact that he wouldn't have to deal with that. When it came back around to his turn the wing second started to put down some more stones and then he a few more coins. A passion of his the wing second loved gambling with only a beautiful woman coming in at a close second. When a beautiful lady passed him the smile grew bigger and he knew where he would be going next after the game.
He probably had kids out there somewhere with as many women that he had been with. M'nor knew that the cot hold families loved for their daughters to be with dragon riders and their children we're cherished. The idea of telling someone that the father of their child was a dragon rider and with that in their blood might one day fly a dragon. A few more games and drinks would do him in as the night continued to wear on.