Reporting In
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: Chelle, Paula
Date Posted: 27th October 2015
Characters: F'dal, Relik
Description: Feydal arrives to Seacraft Hall for period of theory studies and meets the Hallmaster himself.
Location: Seacraft Hall
Date: month 2, day 4 of Turn 8
Feydal tossed his bag over his shoulder and waved a goodbye to his shipmates. The short, black-haired apprentice was in for a period of studies at the Hall. Whistling out of tune, he walked the gangplank to the docks and looked around. This was his first time at the Sunstone Seacraft Hall. While it had been built, he had been on ship assignments. His dark eyes were full of curiosity.
The docks were bustling as usual. Since the seacrafters were amongst their own and they knew it, the air was different than it would have been elsewhere. It was jaunty and carefree, though the work was getting done. There was laughter, yelling, and singing. There were different smells as cargo was handled and supplies restocked. The dockmaster was on duty. On the side of his office there were large boards with the schedules of the boats and ships coming in and out. There was also a list of the vessels down for repair and those that were docked for a period of time. Ship assignments were posted, along with those searching for a few hands.
Sitting in a deck chair to the right of the hall's entrance underneath a very large umbrella was the hallmaster himself. Relik was watching the activity and taking reports from apprentices arriving every so often while he read letters. He was also listening to the drums. There would be bad weather in a few days the dolphins had said.
Feydal deftly ducked two men carrying a heavy crate. Walking further in, he finally located someone who looked like he could receive the apprentice's report. He stopped in front of the deck chair and saluted. "Apprentice Feydal reporting in, sir."
Relik's head came up slowly and took the apprentice's measure. He noticed the bags and surmised he had likely just come off the boat. "Feydal, do you have your duty assignment?" That would make things far easier although in the end it would be up to the Master of Apprentices to settle the lad.
"Yes, sirree, it's somewhere here," Feydal said and started to rummage through his bag. "I know I tossed them in here...ah, there!" With jubilant smile the young man pulled out the hides. He also the evaluations of his performance on board. He could only hope they were good. The hide scrolls were sealed so he couldn't take a sneak peek.
Relik took them and opened the hides, perusing the orders for information. It wasn't hard to find. "Ah you are to report to the Master of Apprentices for quarters and clothing. The rest of the day can be spent exploring until evening meal. You'll get a schedule after roll call in the morning." Relik pointed to the hall's entrance. "You enter those doors and you'll see the watch desk. From there, make a left and you'll see his office. If he isn't in, there should be a journeyman to report to."
"How was the journey then?" That was an old sailor's expression to find out how his tour at sea had gone. Relik wondered how the vessel had fared and how its crew had managed.
"S'was good, mostly. I mean, we were stuck at Dolphin Cove for a sevenday after hitting some rough weather. Although that wasn't so bad either 'cos I got to see me cousin. She's apprentice at the Dolphin hall you see," Feydal chattered.
Relik made a slight noise in the back of his throat. He understood there were female dolphineers and he tolerated them but he didn't encourage the practice. "Did you need repairs then? Minor?"
"Yeps. Some rigging got torn, had to replace some ropes and patch up sail. Poor lady took a bit of a beating," Feydal told him. "And then we waited some spare part for the bilge pump. Which is why we had to wait."
"Oh aye but that's not too bad then. She's a good vessel to be sure. Well go on and get cleaned up and settle in. Wouldn't want you to miss dinner." Relik was sure if anyone had been injured, the apprentice would have mentioned it and that was what he had wondered about. Sometimes being tossed about in a storm and trying to secure sails and rigging meant serious injuries if a deckhand didn't know what was he was doing.
"Thanks sir, I'll be off then," Feydal replied. He tossed his bag back over to his shoulder.
Last updated on the November 15th 2015