It was a quiet enough twilight at the Wall of Names when several personages descended upon it. First there was one of the Weyr's handymen, Tomas, and then the candidate Goban, and last but certainly not least, the tiny green dragon belonging to the newest of the AWLMs, Af'iel and Valliereth. Discussion soon followed, after a moment or two of looking at all the names of the dragonriders who had died in the line of duty. And Valliereth was admired, stroked and she began staring at Tomas.
As it turns out, the green had quite an idea, and that idea was simple enough. With two clutches on the sands, there was a need for more warm bodies in the candidate barracks. Therefore, A'fiel stated, a man who could fix chairs blindfolded surely could have a bit of luck for the chance on the sands. And right then and there, he asked Tomas if he would be a candidate.
