His Nefarious Purposes (1/2)
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: Corrin, Sia
Date Posted: 18th October 2025
Characters: Liannor, Q'vettan
Description: At Q’vettan’s invitation, greenrider Liannor -- master harper and adventuress -- arrives at Barrier Lake.
Location: Barrier Lake Weyr
Date: month 11, day 20 of Turn 12
It was a beautiful spring day when Liannor and Lariath arrived.
The green darted through Between, out of Igen’s desert plains and into the balmy embrace of Barrier Lake Weyr, and Liannor’s heart leapt at her first glimpse of the wild South.
Below them sprawled not a weyrbowl, as her mind reflexively named it, but a bay. A blue-green sweep of water curling up below the usually cliff face of ledges. She leaned forward in her straps, charmed despite herself by the ingenuity at work. A Weyr shaped around water, with a dock and boats where the usual bustle of weyrlife would be and free standing buildings clustered on shore. What a view the riders must have in the morning, what--
Lariath bugled a bright, curious note and banked sharply, angling towards the boats in the bay with unmistakable intent.
**No,** Liannor laughed into the wind. **Absolutely not. Not until I have our lodging assignment and my things are safely off your back. You’re not drowning my books this time.**
}:After.:{ the green sent a ripple of sulky dissent, but leveled her wings all the same. }:After I will hunt the water-carts.:{
**After you may _watch_ the _boats_. No hunting them.**
They bickered and bargained the rest of the way down. By the time they landed in the weyrbowl-field, Liannor had negotiated No Boat Hunting in exchange for all the Building Sniffing and Pawing the dragon could stomach. **Just stay in this field,** ordered Liannor as she alighted. **No water. And no bespeaking Tzenketh. Let me have my fun.**
She had never given Q’vettan a firm date for her arrival. Just, “as soon as I’ve wrapped things up at Igen.” Hopefully he wasn’t too busy today.
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It was easy enough to get directed to the weyrleader’s office and Liannor set off at her usual brisk pace, taking in the sights as she went. She reckoned she was almost there -- centrally located on the cliffs, and the halls had become increasingly ornate -- when she noticed she was overtaking a young man with a meal tray.
}:Take it.:{
“For the Weyrleader?” Liannor asked with the gentle smile she saved for the simple and skittish. At the youth’s flustered nod she grinned and plucked the tray from his hands. “Perfect, I’ll deliver it.”
She was gone before he could object, striding down the rest of the corridor and into the weyrleader’s office with only her footsteps and a sharp double rap as warning before her abrupt arrival. Throwing open the door, tray balanced aloft on one hand, she stood golden and proud and cocky. “Hello, stranger.”
Some bronzes may have taken note of the coming and goings of his Weyr (especially the greens) but not Tzenketh. Q'vettan had been bent over the latest weather reports when the sharp rap came, already forming a clipped 'come in' on his tongue. Instead, the door flung open and there she was -- as if no time at all had passed, though he knew it had been more than two full Turns since he’d last seen her. Liannor, bold as ever, balancing a tray aloft like some harper queen on stage, light in her hair, mischief in her eyes.
Q’vettan leaned back in his chair, lips curling into a smile. He let his eyes linger a moment; on her presence, her confidence, the memories she dragged in with her. It was almost enough to soften the sharpness that never left him anymore. Almost.
He decided not to warn her about the meal she carried. For old times sake. "Now aren't you a sight for sore eyes." He said warmly. "And congratulations, master harper. I was starting to think that you got a better offer somewhere North."
“A better offer?” she laughed, sweeping into the office as though she owned the place, as though she had been there a million times before. “I received quite a few offers after completing my mastery, some professional, some personal. But none were as tempting as yours. I just had to wrap up a few things… and I wanted to surprise you.”
Last updated on the November 2nd 2025