Logs:Blood and Tentacles - Revision history

Weylaughn at 23:27, 6 July 2015

2015-07-06T23:27:55Z

H'kon at 12:49, 6 July 2015

2015-07-06T12:49:14Z

H'kon: Created page with "{{Log |who=A'rist, Ulyana |what=A'rist says goodbye to Ulyana, in true NSFW bronzerider fashion. Lythronath does not like what he finds beneath the waters. |where=Qhyluth's Le..."

2015-07-06T12:45:59Z

Created page with "{{Log |who=A'rist, Ulyana |what=A'rist says goodbye to Ulyana, in true NSFW bronzerider fashion. Lythronath does not like what he finds beneath the waters. |where=Qhyluth's Le..."

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 |ooc=NSFW! Sex and biting and terrifying creatures from the deep. Also backdated. We're the ones who started this whole trend, see.
-|icons-new=Icon Ulyana.jpg, Icon a'rist debonair.png, Icon a'rist lynner mischief.jpg,
+|icons-new=Icon Ulyana.jpg, Icon a'rist debonair.png, Icon a'rist lynner mischief.jpg, Icon Qhyluth.jpg,
 |log=''Qhyluth's Ledge, High Reaches Weyr<br>
 ''This low, narrow ledge is barely a hop up from the bowl floor for a dragon, so close to being an actual ground weyr that it's almost unfair -  if only someone had thought to build some steps! Actually, someone has tried the next best thing, bolting in a now-fraying rope-ladder that /does/ offer access to the ground... if one is willing to chance the aged  material. As close as it is to the ground, the daily hustle and bustle of bowl activity sweeps all the way across this ledge, and even indoors: it rarely dims below a loud buzz during the day, and even at night sounds can carry. The view's good, though: the perfect spot to survey goings on around it.''

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 |gamedate=2015.06.21
 |quote=Qhyluth is more disturbed by visitors than I am.
-|mentions=Farideh
+|mentions=Farideh, K'del, Tiriana
 |type=Log
 |log=''Qhyluth's Ledge, High Reaches Weyr<br>
 ''This low, narrow ledge is barely a hop up from the bowl floor for a dragon, so close to being an actual ground weyr that it's almost unfair -  if only someone had thought to build some steps! Actually, someone has tried the next best thing, bolting in a now-fraying rope-ladder that /does/ offer access to the ground... if one is willing to chance the aged  material. As close as it is to the ground, the daily hustle and bustle of bowl activity sweeps all the way across this ledge, and even indoors: it rarely dims below a loud buzz during the day, and even at night sounds can carry. The view's good, though: the perfect spot to survey goings on around it.''
 There's no request for permission. There's barely time for a decision. They're going past, the way they do, and then suddenly they're not. Suddenly, Lythronath drops out of the sky, not with wings flared to catch his weight, just with big strong hind legs to land on, and a roar because it's funny. << Hahahaha! >> funny. If there is a glass of water somewhere within the weyr, it ripples when he pounds down onto the ground. << Blue. >> As greeting as it could be. A'rist is as unapologetic in his dismount, feet claiming stone only moments after his bronze's have done the same.
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 To her credit, she does not flinch - neither in anticipation, nor during the deed. Ulyana remains still, save to move as necessary to make the job easier. And, when he's done, there's a slight nod of her head in appreciation, coupled as it is with a fleeting smile. At the inarticulate query, she simply takes the offered jar and motions for him to turn; back first, then shoulders. And as she settles into the deed of cleaning his wounds, she eventually answers his spoken question with a matter-of-fact: "Of course."
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