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Post by shadowreine on May 6, 2010 14:38:12 GMT -5
A brown dragon settled to the ground within Allride's bowl. His rider, however, did not immediately get off.
J'tor was checking the area before descending. He could see better if anyone was approaching and it would be far, far harder for an assassin to attack him if he was on his dragon.
Only when he was as sure as he could be that nobody was in the immediate area did he start to unfasten his straps.
Likely, he was not much of a target anyway. He was an ordinary brownrider...his dragon was neither a metallic nor a mutation. He had no leadership position in the Weyr and aspired to nothing past, perhaps, wingsecond.
Still. It paid to be cautious...until they rooted out the assassin. Or, worse, assassins.
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