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@LostPride is this still a doable RP? If so couple of questions.

1)Can any one join the knights French Legion style or only the children of nobility?
2) Are they all knights or are there some foot soldiers/archers regular man at arms?
3) Are there some organizations or groups against us or by proxy the Queen?

thanks and I'll be checking back.
@Cai Chaos what exactly is the goal? world building? bouncing off ideas? Alternate Universes? etc. I was wondering because I would like to partner up but need to know what source to draw from. I can do group or 1x1. See you around the boards
@Lunamaria Hawke yeah that’s fine. I could teach you about “my Pern” and you can teach me about yours IC. This should help explain why I know little of your reality and it would definitely be a tactical advantage in your war
@Moro I’m doing a 1x1 with Luna. I can do another side story with you and if the thread ever picks up we can transfer story here. Let me know what you think
@Lunamaria Hawke up to you really but this is an innate ability of dragons. I was going to toy with the idea of alternate dimensions as Pern dragons and riders don’t fight each other. I would play off you.
Kemp’s mind was in disarray. The young dragon rider had just barely survived let alone stayed conscious enough to not only comprehend the words that had been spoken to him but also the have presence of mind enough to ask his own question.

“Wh…wh..e..n..? The question came more as a gasp as his body realized that he had not take a breath for what three? Five minutes? The extreme cold of BETWEEN was bad enough when the dragons moved to a different location in Pern but it was worse during the travel between times. There was no sense or feeling in the void other than the extreme cold that bit into bone and marrow and often left the riders breathless. Which is why most held their breaths as if plunging into an abyssal cold bath.

Even the most experienced of riders only went between time with a clear image, a sort of mental coordinates they relayed to their dragons. Even when this was attempted, it was no more than days, or a few years. In dire circumstances a decade. Only once, had an attempt to go back 400 years almost caused the death of a famous Weyr woman. None had in fact traveled forward in time. Most considered this feat to be next to impossible but solely because it had never been attempted.

The young pair would have looked ghastly to any onlooker. The dragon would have appeared more dull maroon than its usual caramel brown. They multi-faceted eyes would have been dull and with a shade of flashing sickly yellow. The boy would have seem no better. His face would be pale and clammy. Sweat would permeate his brow and his eyes would have a yellowish tint as if his liver was failing. The skin would hang from his bones as if a horrible tailor had all but thrown it on his slender frame.

The whole ordeal of it all was plainly too much. Kemp could do little else other than look at the pair who stood before them, a small girl perhaps 13? And a dragonet but he could not gather more information as his mind, finally protesting the ordeal, was shutting down. His face went blank and his eyes stared into space as he slumped forward on his mount and began to slide off.

Oroth, ever a loyal dragon, all but threw himself on the ground to prevent any injury to his rider. He too had suffered the great strain and lost consciousness as his bulk hit the ground. Both rider and dragon lay there on the sandy floor of the weyr. Neither would wake up for a couple of weeks….if ever.
The two figures were stark against the predawn background of the southern hemisphere. The forests and the rivers, valleys and deltas, all beautiful and Kemp could not wait until he saw it from aloft, on the wind and wing of his brown.

It will still be a few months before I am able to carry you on my back and soar on the wind. Oroth announced completely aware of the dreams the young man of 17 was perusing in his mind. “yeah I know, but one can dream right?”

I will never understand this need for humans to live in the past or think about the future.. Oroth rumbled a slight annoyance. “One of the banes and pleasures of being a human I guess.” Kemp lovingly caressed his dragon. Pernese dragons were not equipped to remember all but the most common of ideas as a 10 year old child nor think abstractly and wonder about the future. For all their intellect, they were still animals and worried more about the present survival than anything else.

They reached the the store houses, the weyr folk in charge of the feeding and maintenance of the weyr were already up, knowing that once the dragons and their riders started to stir, it would be a race against the clock. Kemp hailed the older gentleman called Armon. “Good morn Armon, is it ok if I take a few fish to feed Oroth? I want to get a jump on getting him washed and oiled up before the river gets too full of the others” Armon was a no nonsense individual. The older man shrugged. “Do as ye please lad, my only reason for beign is to provide vittles for you and the others.”

Kemp smiled as he put about 10 big fish on the bag he was carrying. He had learned quickly to always have a fish or two available as Oroth tended to become irritable on an empty stomach. “I truly appreciate all you do. If or when Thread makes its return to Pern, our dragons will fly stronger thanks your efforts.”

“Ah git, I got job to do” The older man fussed but there was a slight smile on his face. Kemp obediently remounted Oroth and led him towards the river to begin the same routine that had been taught to all werylings in taking care of their Dragonets after hatching. You feed, wash off the dead skin, and oil them to ensure the new skin remains strong. This would prevent the skin to be brittle and cause injury when dragons teleport ed via the extreme void known as BETWEEN.

“I cant wait, from what I have read, going BETWEEN requires merely a strong mental visualization of the prospective target. I have studied many a scroll and tapestry and could almost bet I can help you picture and arrive on any point in Pern” He gave Oroth a fish as the dragon snorted what could have been a derisive exclamation. “You don’t belive me? I was a traveling Harper I will have you know. Me and my master visited may holds and weyrs in the north. As a mater of fact, I wish I we could go right now to Benden Weyr in the north. One of the greatest weyr in history due to Lessa…” His mind started to imagine the volcanic bowl that housed the weyr and the many perches and doted with caves that made the habitations of both dragons and riders, the great lake in the middle and the lower habitations of the weyr forlk which took care of the weyr. He was so lost in thought that he was not aware that this was being relayed to Oroth.

Kemp’s desire to visit the weyr was so strong that Oroth took it as a command. The next thing that Kemp knew was that there as an extreme cold surrounding him. A blackness void of any sound and light engulfed the pair. The shock caused Kemp to loose his highly detailed image of Benden weyr which in turn confused Oroth. This was almost a death sentence as it was not unknown for dragons to never come back from BETWEEN.

We cannot stay here, concentrate! The loud thought startled him and the lack of air was causing Kemp to loose consciousness. Desperately his mind tried to recreate the image of the bowl and the habitations but he was fading fast. Thankfully, Oroth was keen enough to take the image and use it to emerge from BETWEEN. The pair materialized amid a frantic scene. Dragons were taking flight, trumpets were shouting, people running back and forth. The last thing Kemp saw before he faded into darkness was a small girl and a dragonet looking after an ascending figure of a strong looking dragon rider.

The young pair had learned the hard way that BETWEEN could not only take you WHERE you wanted to go but WHEN too….
@Lunamaria Hawke I read your post and you have definitely not read the books. lol. but I think I can still work under this AU premise and not completely as if was Pern. but if you still want to know the background. There is a pern wiki that might help if you just google. So I will keep on playing still loosely based on pern but will follow your lead.
So basically a medieval setting zombie outbreak? Questions. 1) is there magic use? 2. Is the group going to be arranged by rank structure like a military organization? 3. are we heroes, or how does the public see us? 4. Who does the Black Hand answer to?

other than that, it seems like a very interesting RP. If you still looking for somebody please count me in and just let me know what the Charry sheet will look like
@Lunamaria Hawke I sent you the link if not you can find in the 1x1 thread under Future of Pern_side story. Let me know if you still cant see it.
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