First Day Jitters
Dragonsfall Weyr
Amber Hills Hold
Vintner Hall
Healer Hall
Hidden Meadows
Dolphin Cove Weyr
Dolphin Hall
Emerald Falls Hold
Harper Hall
Printer Hall
Green Valley Hold
Leeward Lagoon Hold
Barrier Lake Weyr
Sunstone Seahold
Citrus Bay Hold
Writers: Shawna
Date Posted: 26th June 2025
Characters: Zariah, Raleri
Description: Zariah drops her eldest off at the Printer Hall to start a new chapter
Location: Printer Hall
Date: month 9, day 1 of Turn 12
Notes:
Mentioned: I’serin, Aleriand, T'lonas, M'thos
What had started as a thought after she’d been injured had turned into a goal after that disastrous Threadfall, and a single minded mission after the shuffling of the wings. The fact that the Weyrleader had blamed tension in the wings on River Bluff/Dragonsfall tensions rather than a reaction to his own incompetence had made Zariah certain she wanted her daughter safely away before the next clutch had a chance to seal her to the Weyr.
It had taken a few months to arrange Raleri’s little tours of all the craft halls that might be willing to take a chance on a slightly too old, female, apprentice. The greenrider hadn’t wanted to overwhelm the girl by pushing them on her all at once, and eventually she’d narrowed it down to the new Healer Hall or the Printer Hall. After a disastrous day shadowing a healer wound up with Raleri throwing up on both of their shoes, the Printer Hall had come out the winner.
The arrangements had been easy enough, Aleriand had only pretended to consider charging tuition, and Zariah had set about buying all the things she thought her daughter would need for her new adventure. The Raleri that slid down Relsath’s side at the Printer Hall that morning had on an outfit with not a single hand-me-down included and a lovely new satchel in cyan blue leather that matched her mother’s riding jacket.
Her foster mothers had said goodbye to her back at the weyr, and the girl was clearly expecting another tearfilled farewell as she shifted from foot to foot.
“Just remember, if you need anything or you aren’t happy here or-”
“I know, mom. Just send a note or tell a dragon to talk to Relsath. It’s the Printer Hall, not someplace scary, and you’re there-here a couple times a month. I’ll be fine. Don’t cry like mum, you’ll embarrass me in front of my new friends.” The girl rolled her eyes, glancing around to make sure none of these mysterious ‘new friends’ were actually watching. “But remember, you promised to bring me home for Turns End. And the hatching if I want,” Raleri said firmly, “right?” When Zariah hesitated, she added, “I promise I’ll give it a chance, but you have to keep your promise, too.”
Sighing, Zariah said, “Yes. I promise. For Turns End and every hatching you ask me to.” T’lonas would hate that, but she could appeal to M’thos and his parental nature. Or grovel. “Do you want me to go in with you? Do you know where to go?” The greenrider was blinking a little hard, but she wasn’t crying when she turned to unstrap the bag with the rest of Raleri’s things. “This bag is kind of heavy, I could-”
Raleri took the bag, shouldering it with a grunt but saying, “It’s just clothes, mom, and yes I already know where to go. You can go now. I can’t be the oldest new apprentice AND the baby who needs their mother to walk me in. That would be the worst.”
Zariah chuckled, “Alright, just give me a hug. I’ll try to see you the next time I’m here for a delivery.”
“You’ve said that. Now you’re just stalling,” still, Raleri hugged her back fiercely before taking a step back and nodding firmly, “I’m going now. Bye mom. Bye Relsath.” The green gave her a little affectionate brush with her tail as she walked away.
Last updated on the July 7th 2025