A Tale Of Two Redheads

One fine day in the Northern scape of High Reaches Hold, a bronze descended from the sky, his rider merrily trading that day with the good graces of the Hold proper. But when Nasrinth landed, his wing beats terrified a tiny llama who fretted and bleated out of the way. To their delight, Rilyn hung on with all her might until she wrangled in that baby llama. N'kor turned and saw Rilyn and asked her how was her day. They talked and chatted, for hours they say, before Rilyn was on her rightful way. She packed without a hesitation and found herself with plenty of motivation, to Ista she comes, to stand for the ones who will hatch on another fine day.