Post by Kae on Aug 19, 2008 2:09:56 GMT -5
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What would happen...
If, after AIVAS had successfully redirected the Red Star, leaving the dragonriders and wherhandlers with nothing further to do, no great and honerable task to make their lives worth something?
If, instead of continuing to honor dragonriders and handlers, the Hold folk grew tired of them, of continuing to feed and house and clothe creatures and humans which could no longer help them, and, banding together as well as using the dragon's instincts to do no harm, killed as many as they could, before enslaving the rest, sending them to two holds, to work off their 'debt to society'.
If, in this process, the greedy and spiteful Hold folk invented a drug which turned Dragon against Dragon, the greatest travesty of all. And not only that, but such spectacles became the norm, and even worse, became entertainment for the Lords and Ladies, turning to nothing more than sport for those who could watch as dragons and riders tore each other apart, due to the drugs in their system.
If, over time, holders began to round up children from the dregs of society, the sons and daughters of dragonriders and wherhandlers forced into slavery by their harsh masters, forced to stand for Dragons instead of allowing the creatures to Between rather than face life as fighters, forcing children to Impress whers, forcing them into a cruel parody of Weyrling Training until they could join their partners on blood spilled sands. The must fight for their lives, rising through the ranks like wolves in a pack, the highest and best fighters treated extremely well, pampered and preened over by adoring fans while money slipped hands, like betting on a dog race.
If, a secret society began to grow inside the hidden arenas of Mortis and Litis Holds, where dragons and whers alike began to speak with their riders of escape, of freedom.
If, in the dark of the night, a few child-riders and handlers did the unthinkable and escaped under impossibly conditions, surviving to flee into the high, harsh mountains, where they began to eek out a miserable existance, though better than the blood-stained sands they left behind. This place which would soon come to be known as Bellum Weyr, the last stronghold for dragonriders and wherhandlers.
If, this weyr grew slowly over time, riders and handlers making their way to the one safe place they could turn to, usually near torn to bits and half dead, but finally free.
If, after turns had passed, Bellum turned its eyes to making sure its still-chained brethren could be free. Secret plans are made in the dark, whispers can be heard in the dankest pens, whispers of hope for the tortured and maimed souls of Mortis and Litis.
If, you could have a chance to make it all right.
Would you? Dare you?
Site name: Bellum Weyr
Website: z4.invisionfree.com/Bellum_Weyr/index.php?act=idx
Activity: Just started, so low
Admins: Kaedryn, Brett, ShadowToxin
Genre: Noncanon/fighting
Short: Bellum weyr is a very non-canon weyr, post-AIVAS and a far cry from your normal Pern RP. We request that you keep an open mind, for both good and evil reside within our site, the darkest dregs of society and the worst that humans can do to others, but it is also hope, and freedom.
*Notes:
-We are currently very new, and as such, high ranking positions are open. Currently needed are fighter/riders of all ranks, though higher ranks will need permission from one of the Admins, Hold Lords and Ladies of Litis and Mortis, wher and dragon candidates for both Holds, as well as Handlers.
user posted image
What would happen...
If, after AIVAS had successfully redirected the Red Star, leaving the dragonriders and wherhandlers with nothing further to do, no great and honerable task to make their lives worth something?
If, instead of continuing to honor dragonriders and handlers, the Hold folk grew tired of them, of continuing to feed and house and clothe creatures and humans which could no longer help them, and, banding together as well as using the dragon's instincts to do no harm, killed as many as they could, before enslaving the rest, sending them to two holds, to work off their 'debt to society'.
If, in this process, the greedy and spiteful Hold folk invented a drug which turned Dragon against Dragon, the greatest travesty of all. And not only that, but such spectacles became the norm, and even worse, became entertainment for the Lords and Ladies, turning to nothing more than sport for those who could watch as dragons and riders tore each other apart, due to the drugs in their system.
If, over time, holders began to round up children from the dregs of society, the sons and daughters of dragonriders and wherhandlers forced into slavery by their harsh masters, forced to stand for Dragons instead of allowing the creatures to Between rather than face life as fighters, forcing children to Impress whers, forcing them into a cruel parody of Weyrling Training until they could join their partners on blood spilled sands. The must fight for their lives, rising through the ranks like wolves in a pack, the highest and best fighters treated extremely well, pampered and preened over by adoring fans while money slipped hands, like betting on a dog race.
If, a secret society began to grow inside the hidden arenas of Mortis and Litis Holds, where dragons and whers alike began to speak with their riders of escape, of freedom.
If, in the dark of the night, a few child-riders and handlers did the unthinkable and escaped under impossibly conditions, surviving to flee into the high, harsh mountains, where they began to eek out a miserable existance, though better than the blood-stained sands they left behind. This place which would soon come to be known as Bellum Weyr, the last stronghold for dragonriders and wherhandlers.
If, this weyr grew slowly over time, riders and handlers making their way to the one safe place they could turn to, usually near torn to bits and half dead, but finally free.
If, after turns had passed, Bellum turned its eyes to making sure its still-chained brethren could be free. Secret plans are made in the dark, whispers can be heard in the dankest pens, whispers of hope for the tortured and maimed souls of Mortis and Litis.
If, you could have a chance to make it all right.
Would you? Dare you?
Site name: Bellum Weyr
Website: z4.invisionfree.com/Bellum_Weyr/index.php?act=idx
Activity: Just started, so low
Admins: Kaedryn, Brett, ShadowToxin
Genre: Noncanon/fighting
Short: Bellum weyr is a very non-canon weyr, post-AIVAS and a far cry from your normal Pern RP. We request that you keep an open mind, for both good and evil reside within our site, the darkest dregs of society and the worst that humans can do to others, but it is also hope, and freedom.
*Notes:
-We are currently very new, and as such, high ranking positions are open. Currently needed are fighter/riders of all ranks, though higher ranks will need permission from one of the Admins, Hold Lords and Ladies of Litis and Mortis, wher and dragon candidates for both Holds, as well as Handlers.