Enters... -- Xanta Weyr Bowl

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Date Posted: 18:19:27 04/13/02 Sat
Author: Thies
Author Host/IP: 216.95.136.164
Subject: Enters...

Footsteps echoing uncomfortably about the seemingly abandoned Weyrbowl, Thies enters, glancing around curiously. He knew that there were dragons and riders...somewhere. And there should be other Candidates about as well, he assumes. Maybe they're all at the Grounds... he thinks to himself, stopping to lean against the wall and wincing as he boots drag on the bowl's floor to leave a gritty scratching sound bouncing off the walls. "Shard it, where is everybody?" he asks, and of course the only answer he receives is his own voice coming back at him. Grinning to himself, he furthers the conversation. "Since you're so smart, why don't you tell me?" "Since you're so smart, why don't you tell me?" "Because my intelligence is beyond you!" "Because my intelligence is beyond you!"

Thies chuckles to himself then gives a sigh, already bored with the game, if it could be called that. He scuffs his boot on the floor again, purposly, just to get some more sound resounding around so it isn't so quiet. Sighing again, he sits down, back resting against the wall, waiting for someone to come in and keep him company until he finds out where it is he should be...

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