Kalaya smiles as she walks along the path, it's a clear day and no thread is expected for turns, so she is walking to Inobi Hold instead of riding. Her long hair isn't bundled up and it blows in her face. She laughs and then sighs. No one ever sees her like this. They never see her when she's alone, when she's out in the fields, not tripping over anything. She hasn't been able to see Adanuk Weyr for the last half hour and she hasn't fallen over anything since she lost sight of the weyr. She decides to put those depressing thoughts out of her mind as she skips along.
Her mission is a pretty simple one. Katis wants the new score written by the Inobi Hold Harper. He could have sent anyone, but he knows how much Kalaya likes being out on her own. Just when she's begining to enjoy her walk, she hears an odd noise. She follows it to a small cliff overlooking a meadow.
"Hello?" She calls out, curious. Her soft voice echos well against the cliff face.
"Hey!" A voice calls back. It's masculine. "A little help here.
"Where are you?"
"Stuck!" The voice replies, annoyed. "I was trying to get at the firelizard clutch in this cliff and the firelizard queen attacked me. I fell."
Kalaya gasps. "Stay where you are. I'll run and get the Healer."
"No, no, no." The voice calls, "Stay. I'm not hurt really, just well stuck." Kalaya wonders what he means by that. "Can you get down here."
Remembering her lack of dexterity, Kalaya almost says no, but how could she just leave someone here? "Okay," She calls down. "Hold on."
Although neither graceful, nor dexterous, Kalaya makes her way down the cliff face, falling the last couple feet and landing with a soft grunt. "Okay," she calls, "I'm at the bottom, where are you."
"Up and to your left." The voice calls. Kalaya looks up and can't help but laugh. A man is hanging upside down by a rope. He must have been using the rope as an anchor so he wouldn't fall far, and he didn't. The problem seems to be that the rope didn't stay tied to the rock. The man is perfectly safe, just upside down, his pack is just far away that he couldn't reach his knife to cut himself down. The man glares at Kalaya.
"Do you find my prediciment ammusing?" His sarcastic tone tells Kalaya he's not really mad at her. She laughs.
"A little," she admits, climbing up and cutting the rope. The man falls like a rock, landing on his head.
"Ow!" He exclaims. Kalaya rushes to him.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry, it's just I'm bad with things like this." He murmurs something, and a voice enters your mind.
It's not your fault child, he's a clumsy oaf for getting himself into that prediciment in the first place.
A great green dragon pops in from between. The man calls it by name and Kalaya had just enough time to think that it must be his dragon before she faints dead away, from shock.
She wakes to see the man's face hovering over her. She jumps, making him jump back, hitting her head on the ground and his head on the cliff face. It appears clumsiness is catching, Kalaya thinks to herself.
"Shards girl!" The man exclaims. "You had me worried for a second. You dropped like a stone there. I thought something serious might have happened to you."
Kalaya blushes again, feeling rather stupid. After all, she thinks to herself, I live in a Weyr and the sight of a dragon startles me to fainting. She blushes deeper as the man shows more concern. "I'm fine, really." She replies, wishing to be anywhere but here.
"Well good," The man comments. "Can't have a candidate die of illness before she even gets to stand."
Kalaya's mouth hangs open, did he just say what she thought he said? "M-m-m-e?" She asks.
The man smiles and looks to his green. "Well, against my better judgement, the dragon seems to think you'd be a great candidate for Talis Weyr.
The dragon snorts. She stopped to help you, even though you deserved to hang there all day for your stupidity. Her heart is in the right place, The dragon smiles as she tries to get up, steps on the hem of her dress and falls back down. The feet will follow...
Back to Kalaya's Room.