The New Arrival [Open]

[darkwanderer]

The wind clipped past the Starlight Dragoness's wings bringing with it swirls of snow and ice. The Rider pulled her wherhide coat tighter about her shoulders,
OstaraMine, I think this cold is drying out my hide the Dragoness complained. Her Rider chuckled,
"We're almost there Stelmarith!" she cried over the sound of the wind. The cold was bracing, but the Starlight Rider wasn't sure how long she'd enjoy it. The lifemates circled down in a delicate spiral towards the Weyr below, Ice Stone Weyr. The Watchrider bellowed a welcome and Stelmarith answered with a bugle. As they alighted on the ledge, Ostara was already loosening her riding straps and sliding off her Dragon's neck. She patted her golden speckled shoulder affectionately,
"How about you go and find a ledge to stretch out on?" she suggested. Her Starlight Dragon nuzzled her briefly before she sprang up onto one of the stone shelves to rest. Ostara then strode off in search of the Weyrleaders. As their newest transfer rider, she wanted to jump straight into her duties! She encountered a few people and they seemed friendly enough to her, so she was heartened in her decision to transfer. This was where the action was! Ostara reached the Weyrleader's Weyr, only to nearly collide with another Rider coming the other way. She was about to apologise, but the stranger cut her off,
"Hmmph, watch where you're going. I don't know how they get by without using their eyes at Rainbow Mists" sneered the tall, brown haired man. His Rider's knots identified him as an Ice King Rider, but Ostara was too irritated to register it at that moment,
"Let me guess, you're the grumpy one right?" she said sarcastically. The Kingrider's eyes narrowed,
"And you're the perky idealist I suppose" he answered, before he turned and strode away. Ostara shook her head in disbelief. Despite that rather cold welcome, she hoped to make some friends some friends soon.

Se'KtMine, why are you so angry? Epsilith asked his lifemate. Se'Kt shook his head,
I will never trust them, you know that and he offered no more explanation.

[Void]

Sk'ar wandered out of the room slowly letting Se'kt go on his way, the Ice Rider had been none to happy at the moment and he knew it was best to give him his space. Though it seemed like he wouldn't be getting it now. Sk'ar sighed, he had seen the exchange between Se'kt and what seemed to be a new transfer rider, a Starlight. He knew how Se'kt felt about newcomers and whatever had passed between the two riders couldn't have been a friendly welcome. So that left him at the moment to give a perhaps warmer greeting. He smiled, the irony between himself, a Flame Rider, and the Ice Rider in situations like these never failed to miss him.

"You are the new transfer I gather?" He asked as he approached her. "Let me welcome you to Ice Stone Weyr."

You are indeed welcome. Verith added to both rider and dragon.

[darkwanderer]

Ostara smiled brightly at the RR Flame Rider. Now he was much friendlier!
"I am indeed! My reputation precedes me. Or it'll be the fact I'm still dressed like Rainbow Mists Rider" she chuckled, tugging on the sides of her wherhide jacket that would do for the cold of between for a few seconds, but not for the biting cold of Ice Stone Weyr. Ostara pointed after the Ice Rider with her gloved thumb,
"So tell me, what's up with tall dark and grumpy over there?" she asked quietly,
OstaraMine, this man's Dragon, he's much nicer to look at Stelmarith said cheekily, peering down from her ledge.

[Void]

He smiled as she gestured to her clothes. "Yes something will have to be done with that and soon otherwise we'll have an icicle on our hands and we already have plenty of those laying around." He laughed.

He looked over where Se'kt had walked off, "That is Se'kt King Rider of Ice Epsilith. He is very quiet and sometimes its just better to give him his space." There was no need to tell her how Se'kt felt about outsiders, she would either find out or he would tell her himself. He hoped she picked up on his slight warning to steer clear of him for now.

[darkwanderer]

Ostara frowned a little,
"Oh well, it's his loss really. I'm told I am quite delightful" she said and then chuckled, "So, where do we go to get some new clothes around here? I was going to report to the Weyrleaders, but I don't think they'd mind so much if I got some new clothing first, right?" she asked Sk'ar with a beaming smile. She wasn't sure if she was laying on the charm too thick, but she did need a good friend here.

[Void]

"Mmm no they'd rather their new transfer rider freeze to death and report immediately rather than taking comfort into consideration first. We don't have comforts here." He looked completely serious not a flicker of his previous friendliness present.

He sleeps on the ice cold floor. Verith said to both of them.

Sk'ar nodded solemnly crossing his arms over his chest. "It keeps us strong and filters out the weaklings. We will go to Hedara now, she will be meditating on the ice field at this time of day when the winds are strongest. She is the Ice Queen after all." He turned and walked down the way Ostara had come leading the way in silence even if she did say something. He turned into one of the halls and they walked along for a ways until they reached a door supposedly leading to the outside. He flung it open and leaned against the door frame a huge grin plastered on his face. "The shortcut to the ice field is conveniently right through the tailors. I suppose we could get you outfitted with some gear before finding the Weyrwoman."

[darkwanderer]

Ostara's smile was indulgent as she stepped into the tailor's offices,
"You're good, I almost completely believed that stoic Ice Man routine" she chuckled,
Are you finished flirting yet? Stelmarith asked petulantly, My hide needs oiling after all that ghastly wind
Ostara surveyed the racks and shelves of clothing,
"Hmmm, I wonder what size these are...I suppose I had better ask a Tailor, right?" she asked aloud of Sk'ar.

[Void]

He stood up from the doorway and walked in looking at the displays of leathers. "They will make one to fit you." He said looking around for a Tailor. "Meanwhile you can choose a dyed leather to go with Stelmarith if you like. Wouldn't want to clash or anything now would we?" He laughed.

Verith snorted.

Look who's talking Mr.Colorful.

A Tailor came over and went to Ostara, "Anything catch your eye or do you prefer a plain leather?"

[darkwanderer]

Ostara surveyed the dyed leathers with eager eyes,
"Now that is service I can get used to!" she said brightly and indicated the dark blue, "That would be wonderful, if you wouldn't mind?" she asked of the tailor. He nodded and smiled an indulgent smile,
"Your clothing should be ready in a few hours" he informed her. Ostara turned to Sk'ar,
"And it doesn't clash or anything" she said with a smirk, "So, I suppose I should go and see the Weyrleaders...would you walk me there? I hear they're pretty tough on newbies" she said uncertainly.

[Void]

"I shall lead you there through the howling winds and deathly cold valiantly!" He did love to through in a dramatic line or two every now and then. Made conversations that more interesting. "And not to concern yourself with the Weyrleaders, if they were so harsh on the newcomers why would we be getting any?" With that encouraging speech he held the door open and gestured for her to walk through.

[darkwanderer]

Ostara smiled warmly at Sk'ar and walked through the door. She had to admit, this Rider was a pleasure to be around and she was very glad of his company. His encouragement about the Weyrleaders had heartened her and she wasn't as worried about meeting them. Though, she wasn't about to let her guard down around here. Considering she'd already made an enemy of a stranger! She followed Sk'ar as he started walking towards the Weyrleaders' Weyr.

[Shoki]

Hedara's eyes were firmly on the papers in front of her when there was an opening of the door. She looked up, spotting a woman she did not know, with brown hair and brown eyes. Hazel eyes examined the woman, carefully looking her over, as was usual. She seemed very much like Hedara, she supposed, at least there were some similarities in how they were built. Sk'ar was letting the woman into the room, and it occurred to Hedara that she knew who the woman was, even though she hadn't seen her before. She got up from her chair, moving closer to more properly introduce herself.

"Ostara Narys I presume. I am Hedara Lune. Welcome to Ice Stone Weyr." The words were even, holding a bit of formality that could be seen as annoying at times, but seemed to fit more here. Hedara motioned to some chairs saying, "Please, take a seat. I hope that you have found your journey a pleasant one." Hedara paused for a moment and considered Sk'ar. She quickly decided she thought it would be better to have the Kingrider around, and motioned to him to come and stay as well.

[Void]

He lead her to the Weyrwomans weyr and knocked politely on her door opening it for the Slarlight rider. She entered under Hedara's scrutiny. It could be taken as overly stern but he knew it was just her way of doing things and he didn't mind an iron fist every now and then, kept things in line. He waited by the door to see if he would be dismissed or expected to stay. After she gestured for him to sit he closed the door and took his seat beside the Starlight Transfer.