Post by Reparation Pern on Oct 12, 2009 18:38:44 GMT -6
Reparation V1: Out of the Darkness
The Death of All That Was Known
A hundred turns ago it happened. Pern was overrun by murderers… by the Valde, a warrior race, whose superb technology took down the five Weyrs left….or so it seemed. In secret, Southern Weyr fled as the attack happened, fleeing deep into the Southern Barrier Mountains with their three hundred dragons and Weyrfolk…to be heard of no more. In the chaos, everyone thought that Southern Weyr was destroyed as the others…that it was no more.
Southern Weyr had had two queens and twenty-five Bronzes when they disappeared, along with fifty Browns and a hundred and three Blues and one hundred and twenty Greens…to build a new Weyr in a mountain. For fifteen turns the new Weyr labored, dragons dying from the cold and low rations as they struggled to survive. The old queen died only a turn in, leaving the weyrling Gold Laranaith and Trella as the Senior Weyrwoman. After fifteen turns, the Weyr was complete and Hidden Mountain Weyr began to flourish.
Outside in the world of Pern however, it was a different story. The Valde changed everything about Pern. They made it like the distant Earth and for one hundred turns, the Pernese were their slaves, brutally used and tossed like they were nothing and to the Valde that was what they were.
Nothing changed for a long time, many of the hatchlings went between, old dragons died until they were left with only two hundred dragons at the AI Year 49. Over the next fifty turns, several plagues swept through the weyr, reducing the population until all that was left was nine dragons plus what would impress from the gold’s last clutch of fifteen eggs (including a gold)
Two turns later the Gold weyrling Flew, making one of her clutchmates the new Weyrleader. Well the queen was egg heavy, there was a sudden crash and explosion near the Weyr and everyone went into hiding for three days, until finally they snuck out to see. A spaceship had crashed in one of the fields. The markings on it were in Terran, a language they had never seen and then they opened the spaceship.
Horrified at what they saw, the dragonriders were ready to kill those who lay in the drugged sleep…until the Weyrleader stopped them. What did they see? Convicts, with strange mutations. Ones that had wings growing from their backs, ones with the features of wolves, bats and animals. These were convicts from Earth that had been injected with special injections to give them these mutations from a rogue scientist. The scientist and the one hundred convicts had been locked up, the scientist still with a few injections left and sent off in the spaceship. No one cared on Earth where they’d gone…or if they would ever return. The Weyrleader awoke them and made them a deal. They could fight with them or they could die. The Convicts accepted and the scientist inserted the queen dragon with an injection to make her have mutated eggs. She laid a clutch of twenty-three eggs…some larger than any Gold egg ever seen.
Now they wait for these eggs to hatch, the atmosphere tense as the Weyr gets ready to fight for Pern, once again…but this time they are fighting something worse than Thread.
What we offer:
# An exciting plot
# Unique dragon colors, each with distinct personalities
# Friendly and active staff
# Contests such as Word of the Day
Auditionable and Needed Characters
# Weyrwoman
# Weyrleader
# HAD [Hears All Dragons]
# Convict Scientist
# Convicts
