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 To those who look for strength in the remaining goldrider, they might find it in her straight back and tight jaw as she looks straight ahead. No one needs to see what lays behind her foggy goggles. After several long moments, the Weyrwoman finally dismounts, intending to help those who need it. Hraedhyth stays where she is, sending out a call to those who need ''her'', need to feel that she is there, either mentally or physically. By the end of the night she's curled up with several draconic bodies, with Azaylia tucked between her chest and a possessive forelimb. High Reaches' senior queen keeps up her protective vigil for as long as she can, until exhaustion plummets her into a fitful sleep.
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 ST> (To V'ros): Sure, Snowdrift is instructive. But... just ''watching'' is boring. There-- there's something in the distance. Maybe they haven't seen it yet? <!-- From K'del -->
 When the search and rescue trained pair from Monaco come upon the ships, it's the beginning of a nightmare from which there will be no waking. He ''went'' when Arekoth directed, but flapping through the winds that bounce a blue of his size about, he breaks through a patch of heavy rain and his anguish and briefly be felt through the same connection that told him to go. Not ''one'', ship. ''Two''. Two and an impossible choice. He cannot save them all. It must be X'vae who asserts their training first, as he sees only through Izazeth's keener sight and not his own fogged and rain-blind goggles. They dive.
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 With the light all but gone, it's difficult to tell up from down; the sea is disorientating when you're surrounded by wreckage. Drex manages to thrash is way briefly above water, just the smallest gasp of air grabbed before a wave rolls over and sends him underneath again.
 Ilicaeth and Alida's answer to the dilemma of getting to close (and thusly sending the wrong air into already faltering ship's sails)? The burly blue offered an ear-splitting roar from afar to attract the sailors' attentions upward to their lightning-struck mast and the fire burning there, while little golden Pyrite was sent down to said sailors - shrieking and chittering in red-eyed alarm - to grab their attention further...the flit then flicking her form up to the sails to 'point.' At this point, the blue and his rider utilize their strengths when and wherever needed, Ilicaeth still able to turn on a dime and move quickly enough, Alida bellowing communications in her best drill instructor tones between other riders and the Tillekian sailors below. In the flickering lightning, Drex's gasp for air then his being overcome by another wave have the rain-soaked pair fixing their eyes on that spot, and howling out with minds and voices, << One went under, there! >> "THERE!" Alida roars, her finger pointing down as Ilicaeth circles the spot, his own eyes flaming red.
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 Dragon> << Iesaryth? >> Cadejoth's still at southern; ''has'' been still at southern, but he's alerted, now. << Can anyone find her? >> But those keens; the dragons know, deep down, when someone is no longer there. << ''Hraedhyth.'' Come home. Everyone, home. >> (To High Reaches dragons from Cadejoth)
 ST> (To V'ros): Got him! Okay, sure, grabbing people with talons and forelimbs isn't ideal, but... it's better than burning fiery death, isn't it? <!-- From K'del -->
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 Leiventh does not return, not immediately. As the High Reaches dragons return one by one to their Weyr, the bronze flies the edges of the storm for as long as he has the energy, until finally he returns, exhausted, alone, seeking solitude.
 While their strength holds, Alida and Ilicaeth will return to those Tillekian seas to further aid whatever sailors might need it, both unwilling to face any more dirge-like 'music' back at their home, the woman - in particular - needing to work out her own grief until neither of the pair can do more but finally slink back to their own weyr, and curl up for an exhausted slumber right beside each other.
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 There's enough going on in the weyrbowl for one weyrling to slip inside undetected. It's that same kind lower cavern woman that helps wrap V'ros in the blanket and, with an arm around his shoulders, guides him into the safety and warmth of the caverns. He lets her.. miraculously, leaving Zmeyth to launch himself back up into the air and to his ledge, where he'll repose in brooding silence.
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