Post by Sade on Jul 25, 2007 22:30:11 GMT -5
Shorn Weyr is located on an island in the Eastern Ring Islands, approximately level with Igen Weyr and Ruatha to the west, and Cove to the south. Seperating the island from the others are the warm currents, which are on both sides. The first settlers of the island named it Shorn, hence the the name of the Weyr and the primary Hold.
Pern is nearly in the Tenth Pass of the Red Star, and to put it bluntly, Aivas seems to have failed in its attempt to remove Thread. During the most recent Interval of 400 Turns, nearly all of the dragons died off, as there seemed to be no more purpose for them. The Southern Continent was colonized, all the way down to the great mountains. The Western Ring was being considered, and the southern half or so of the Eastern Ring Islands were already populated. Firelizards weren't as common as many hoped, and a flourishing blackmarket of firelizard eggs - usually green - eventually appeared, despite all Holder attempts to crush it. Then, when a normal Interval would have ended, there were suddenly so little firelizard eggs to be found that the market crumbled on its own.
By that point, there were only some two hundred dragons left on Pern. There were many, many more watch-whers; they had proved their usefullness and were by now an integral part of all underground mines. The dragonriders didn't live in Weyrs; all active ones had been disbanded shortly after the end of the Ninth Pass. They and their partners helped holders, and essentially were holders. Whenever a green or queen rose - and most of the few queens remaining had become sterilized due to firestone ingestion, on the poor planning of their riders - very few dragons, if any chased. There were plenty of times when, on their Flight, the female simply flew herself to the point of exhaustion. It wasn't unknown for one, especially a queen, to push themselves so hard to draw chasers that they accidentally suicided between.
And then, around 400 Turns after the supposed end of Thread, a star appeared. Gleaming red, it slowly drew nearer, though no one paid it any mind. At first it caused a little interest among stargazers, but eventually was dismissed. Word somehow reached the rider of one of the last fertile queen dragons, and she managed to persuade a few others to try to form a new Weyr. There was no chance of using one of the abandoned ones; all had been turned into Holds. Thus they turned to the frontier of colonization, and, on the pretense of helping look for good possible Hold sites, they happened upon an old volcano with a double crater. The second was small, mostly enclosed, and somehow had ended up with a sandy floor. It was lower than the other and apparently closer to magma, for the ground was uncomfortably warm. A natural Hatching Ground. The scant fifty riders claimed the large site, and invited the few others, who had remained in their holds.
Some months after they were settled into their new home, one of the three queens rose. Kaziresth, who, along with Deslamith and Nierath, would eventually be known as the Founding Queens of Shorn, became Weyrqueen, and her clutch held a mighty sixty-two, the most eggs that anyone had ever heard of in a single clutch. Seven of those eggs hatched Garnet.
Pern is nearly in the Tenth Pass of the Red Star, and to put it bluntly, Aivas seems to have failed in its attempt to remove Thread. During the most recent Interval of 400 Turns, nearly all of the dragons died off, as there seemed to be no more purpose for them. The Southern Continent was colonized, all the way down to the great mountains. The Western Ring was being considered, and the southern half or so of the Eastern Ring Islands were already populated. Firelizards weren't as common as many hoped, and a flourishing blackmarket of firelizard eggs - usually green - eventually appeared, despite all Holder attempts to crush it. Then, when a normal Interval would have ended, there were suddenly so little firelizard eggs to be found that the market crumbled on its own.
By that point, there were only some two hundred dragons left on Pern. There were many, many more watch-whers; they had proved their usefullness and were by now an integral part of all underground mines. The dragonriders didn't live in Weyrs; all active ones had been disbanded shortly after the end of the Ninth Pass. They and their partners helped holders, and essentially were holders. Whenever a green or queen rose - and most of the few queens remaining had become sterilized due to firestone ingestion, on the poor planning of their riders - very few dragons, if any chased. There were plenty of times when, on their Flight, the female simply flew herself to the point of exhaustion. It wasn't unknown for one, especially a queen, to push themselves so hard to draw chasers that they accidentally suicided between.
And then, around 400 Turns after the supposed end of Thread, a star appeared. Gleaming red, it slowly drew nearer, though no one paid it any mind. At first it caused a little interest among stargazers, but eventually was dismissed. Word somehow reached the rider of one of the last fertile queen dragons, and she managed to persuade a few others to try to form a new Weyr. There was no chance of using one of the abandoned ones; all had been turned into Holds. Thus they turned to the frontier of colonization, and, on the pretense of helping look for good possible Hold sites, they happened upon an old volcano with a double crater. The second was small, mostly enclosed, and somehow had ended up with a sandy floor. It was lower than the other and apparently closer to magma, for the ground was uncomfortably warm. A natural Hatching Ground. The scant fifty riders claimed the large site, and invited the few others, who had remained in their holds.
Some months after they were settled into their new home, one of the three queens rose. Kaziresth, who, along with Deslamith and Nierath, would eventually be known as the Founding Queens of Shorn, became Weyrqueen, and her clutch held a mighty sixty-two, the most eggs that anyone had ever heard of in a single clutch. Seven of those eggs hatched Garnet.
