Welcome, Guest. Please login or register.

News: We have four different themes for the Site, which you can change with a dropdown at the bottom. Named after the different Wings of Southern Wings Weyr : Jungle, Beach, Prairie, and Mountain.

* * * * *

Guest Info Plot & Events

Current Month
2.2591 0A.R.
9th Interval

Southern Winds has plotted events roughly every OOC week. This means our story is ever evolving and Southern Winds is changing. Events for the current month are listed here, once you've registered for an account.

Our roleplay time is pretty fluid. We allow you to play anything that may have happened in the past, but not in the future, as events that may affect the entire weyr may ruin futuristic plots.

We list Flights, Clutches, and Hatchings for both Dragons and Flits here, as well as whers.  There are Candidate events and classes and Crafter plots. A little bit of something for everyone.

See previous events here!

Feel free to say hello, guesties! Registered members can request a colored name here.

this holds no IC consequence and is only for fun.

 photo voteforus_zps4dda9678.png
Click on the following to place your vote for us. Daily clicks would be fantastic!

Pernese Online A Gift of Dragons Shadowplay Topsites Top RP Sites


Hello and Welcome!

http://southernwindsweyr.net/Images/news icon copy.png We are a mature, 9th Interval AU Pern. We've destroyed almost the entire planet in a catastrophic event. While we feature 2 new mutations, we stick pretty close to canon. We've Ranks, roles, and positions for just about anyone who wants to get involved, with a relaxed community. Play and post at your own pace. Swing by and say hello!

Southern Winds uses a subaccount system to distinguish between Players and their Characters. So REGISTER with your Player Account Name and the admin will assign you your Character Subaccount once your character is approved!

Southern Winds is a Mature Roleplay. This means we allow for sexual, violent content that would be found in a struggling, 9th Interval Pern. Sex is common place in the Weyr and terrible deaths are no stranger here. As such, our players should be 18+. These themes are to be handled maturely at all times.

Southern Winds Weyr

Author Topic: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca  (Read 128 times)

Offline Jossekayne

Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« on: February 13, 2018, 07:28:30 PM »
It was hard to believe that all of this was real—that they were celebrating the coming of the next turn in a new Weyr surrounded by greenery and life. Sure, it was the depth of winter, dry and foggy, but there were trees on the island. Grass in the Weyr Bowl. And the water and the jungle might be full of monsters, but there was game there too. A potential for the survivors of the Pass to rebuild and grow again.

After everything that had happened, they deserved this:  a chance to relax and forget about all the grief and pain for a while. They might not have enough food for a real feast, nor enough alcohol to have an absolutely wild party, but the fact that there was some made everything seem more…

Well. Not normal, exactly. The Pass had been “normal” for as long as most still living could remember. So better than normal, even for the dangers they still had to face and the uncertainty of the future.

Jo’s entire body felt warm. With a belly full of food and just finishing her third—fourth?—drink, a deep contentment had settled in her bones. But more than that, she found herself surrounded by likewise happy and laughing faces, and their good mood only further buoyed her own. Even her father had come to join her and her brothers for a while, slipping out of the kitchens between shifts of cooking so that he could share a meal and good cheer with them. When he’d had to return to work, Jossekayne had kissed him soundly on the cheek before releasing him.

The Pass had been hard on him. It was good to see him smile.

Finding her cup empty again, she rose and then laughed when she had to catch her balance on a seated wingmate’s shoulder. Heartily amused and lazy where she was sprawled out in their new weyr, Lyrisiveth purred, I think you’re a bit drunk, my love.

//You can hardly blame me for celebrating.// Once she’d steadied herself again, she slid over to where the wine was being served for another helping. As she waited in line, Jossekayne found her attention wandering over the crowd, those at the tables nearest.

This time, Lyrisiveth’s laugh was wicked. Do you see something you like?

Yes. Yes, she did. A woman nearby had, all narrow bodied with wavy blonde hair and brown eyes that sparkled when she smiled. Jo didn’t recognize her, but that didn’t mean much when the Weyr and Hold had been tossed together so recently. But though she didn’t know her, she wanted to. So when she finally reached the head of the line, she held up two fingers to the weyrfolk in charge of pouring the alcohol. “One for me and one for a friend, please.”

Hopefully by the end of the night, that wouldn’t be a complete twisting of the truth. It would be good to start her life at Southern Winds by making new friends.

Once she was holding both glasses, Jossekayne wove her way through the press of people and stepped up close to the unoccupied seat on the woman’s left side. Smiling easily, she offered the second drink. “Mind if I join you?”

« Last Edit: February 13, 2018, 07:32:24 PM by SirAlahn »

Offline Quenneca

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #1 on: February 13, 2018, 07:59:11 PM »
Getting settled into the new weyr had been a chore for Quenneca. It wasn’t that she’d wanted to be choosy about her new accommodations, but being a former Healer and current herb grower, she’d wanted a place with a lot of light and somewhere her wher could get to. Thankfully, because she had a wher it meant she could pretend to need the ground floor just because of Quensk and no one had been overly put out when she’d picked one with a large opening and lots of light. If it was breezy, Queeneca didn’t really mind.

She had a wher and two flits to keep her warm otherwise.

Her two tiny dragons were currents curled up on her furs, skipping out on the festivities. They weren’t really social creatures, having spent a lot of time during their stay at Fort keeping people away. Quensk was likewise snoring on her floor, ensuring that all would be well when she invariably stumbled her way back to her bedfurs.


Quenneca herself had a lot of catching up to do with former clients and old acquaintances. Someone in her line of work didn’t really have a lot of friends, but rather people she knew who she’d come into contact with frequently. They were friendly, but never close. They didn’t know of her family, of her son, of her situation. They’d just known her as someone to go to for a fix, or if they needed a night a way from trouble. She was help, and comfort, but never a close friend.

While that meant she knew people, and she made rounds like someone extremely social, Quenneca didn’t linger long anywhere. It was between such rounds that someone actually approached her – a strange, but friendly face, that asked if they could join her. Quenneca smiled, took the offered drink, and nodded to the space next to her. “By all means. Forgive my memory if we’ve met before but… You’re not jogging anything for me.”

Length: 4.5M | Height: 1.7M

Offline Jossekayne

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #2 on: February 13, 2018, 08:46:51 PM »
When the woman took the drink and gestured to the empty seat, Jossekayne took it with a smile. “Nah, nothing to apologize for. We’ve never met before. I’m sure I would have remembered that.” Her smile turned a little sly then, playful and teasing. Maybe she would have been a little less mischievous if she weren’t tipsy, but this was Turn’s End. If she couldn’t have a little fun, even if it turned into nothing more than idle flirtation, what was the point?

Surviving another turn, maybe? Mellowed even further by her rider’s mood, Lyrisiveth was feeling playful too. She wouldn’t presume over-familiarity in speaking to another, but there was no reason she couldn’t needle Jo a little bit during the night’s proceedings. ’M sure not everyone’s here for that sorta thing.

//Oh hush.//

After pausing to sip her wine, Jossekayne held out her hand to shake then. “It’s nice to meet you, anyway. I’m Jossekayne, but you can just call me Jo. Are you having a good Turn’s End?”

It was an easy enough entry into a conversation, which she was very much interested in having with this woman. There seemed more to her than what might be indicated by her outward appearance—if for no other reason than the light of that dazzling smile. It transformed her face sunnily, lighting her eyes and quirking her lips attractively.

I think you’re getting distracted, darlin’.

Offline Quenneca

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #3 on: February 13, 2018, 08:56:42 PM »
Quenneca sipped her drink and eyed the other woman. She had no idea what sort of person she was, but she’d been in contact with all sorts since the weyr had become home for everyone left on Pern. Riders, crafters, holders…

“Jossekayne, hm? Lovely name. But if you prefer Jo, that’s fine too. My name is Quenneca.” She took another sip while shaking her hand. “Weyrfolk then? Since I got to meet just about everyone about the Hold.” Then, to answer her question, Quenneca added with a smile, “Oh, yes. Very much so. I think it’s actually nicer to celebrate here with everyone than any of the times back at the Hold. Maybe it’s the fresh island air or… High spirits all around? New start? Whatever it is, it’s really nice.”

Another drink put her glass half empty but who was keeping track? Quenneca had already gone through her own fair share of alcohol. “It’s a lovely place we have here. I still can’t get over that there’s grass to walk in… though you’re probably used to being able to take walks around the weyrbowl whenever you want, hm?”

Length: 4.5M | Height: 1.7M

Offline Jossekayne

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #4 on: February 13, 2018, 09:11:00 PM »
“Nice to meet you, Quenneca.” The words came out nearly as a purr, especially given the compliment to her own name. It might have been simple politeness, but she’d take it anyway. Hearing so was surprisingly nice.

Resting her chin on one hand, elbow propped on the table, Jo watched Quenneca as she spoke. “Yeah, I’m Weyrfolk—born and raised. Makes sense that we haven’t met, if you were at the Hold.” Which begged the question of what sort this woman was—Holder, Crafter… Since she wasn’t wearing anything formally associated with any Hall, it was difficult to say. But most Craftsmen present weren’t either, instead opting for nice clothing that wasn’t necessarily based on rank.

“There’s definitely something different about being here. It was kinda just another night before.” Of course, there had been some celebrations at the Weyr, but they were quiet things conducted mutedly in the Weyr Hall by those who were awake either at the beginning or end of their shifts. Here, the energy had an eager, almost desperate zest for life that was infectious.

Jossekayne chuckled a bit at the comment about the grass and the Bowl. “I’ve never seen so much green in my life. Even at Fort, there wasn’t much by way of grass in the Bowl. It was hard to maintain, I guess. And it was usually best for people not to go wandering outside as much as possible, just in case.”

They’d been dark days, and she took another drink to banish that specter. “It’s so lush here. Maybe the Farmers will plant some trees too.”

Offline Quenneca

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #5 on: February 13, 2018, 09:27:04 PM »
Quenneca wasn’t like a lot of the people that had moved from the Hold – or the majority. She didn’t hold any animosity toward the weyrfolk. They were all one and the same as far as she was concerned. When the other woman confirmed she was weyrfolk, Quenneca maintained her smile that easily reached her eyes. “What do you do around here?”

At the mention of all the greenery, Quenneca lifted her cup and gestured toward the exit of the weyrhall. “No reason we can’t go out and enjoy the greenery now, hm? No thread, no winter… Or at least not one that’s going to make us freeze. I think I’ve made enough rounds as is, anyways. If you’d want to go for a walk around the weyrbowl with me, anyways.” She added, already standing. So much talk of the greenery had put her in the mood to get out, away from the press of the people. Maybe not for the rest of the night, but at least for the moment. Her new friend seemed the perfect company too.

“I’m still getting used to just being able to go out and look up, ya know? It’s hard to adjust to that much… Even after that long.”

Length: 4.5M | Height: 1.7M

Offline Jossekayne

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #6 on: February 13, 2018, 09:44:30 PM »
“Oh, I’m a dragon rider.” The people of the Hold still had a lot of adjusting to do in living at a Weyr—just as the Weyrfolk had the same adjustments to make now that such a different way of life was coexisting in their mix. Jossekayne sincerely hoped that Quenneca wasn’t the sort that had weird, negative misconceptions about dragon riders. Wouldn’t that be disappointing? She’d do her best to make the woman see them differently if that were the case, but it’d be a bit of a hurdle to cross right away.

At the next suggestion, Jo grinned some and tipped back the rest of her drink, leaving the empty cup on the tabletop. “That sounds great.” This time she stood up more steadily, stepping over the bench without even tripping on it—which was good, since she didn’t really want to make a fool of herself.

“I know what you mean. I keep expecting to wake up and have to go for a Thread shift, even though it’s been… well, a turn, I guess.” That was a surprising thing to realize, and she shook her head a bit with a faint smile. “A long-learned habit to break.”

As the two of them made their way through the crowd of celebrators toward the exit, Jossekayne glanced her way again. “What about you? What’s your job?” Just asking if she was a Holder or a Crafter wouldn’t really illuminate much:  after all, Crafters each had specialties in their Halls, and both Holdfolk and Weyrfolk could come from a variety of backgrounds and occupations.

Offline Quenneca

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #7 on: February 13, 2018, 09:52:03 PM »
A dragonrider? Well. Quenneca would have to admit ignorance, largely, when it came to the people she now shared a home with. In much of her life, she’d largely tended to Crafters, Holders – specifically gang members. But that didn’t seem the sort of information she should be sharing so she simply smiled as they walked through the crowd and into the hallway that would lead to the weyrbowl.

Though Thread had stopped falling – now a turn ago – Jo was exactly right. Quenneca couldn’t count the number of times she woke up expecting to see the sky overhead full of dragonfire and ash. It was refreshing to see the sky. Actually, it was quite beautiful and Quenneca hoped that she’d never take such a sight for granted.  After they were out in the weyrbowl, she took a deep breath. Buying herself a moment to figure out how to answer that.

Former healer sounded bad. Holder was vague. Drug dealer was certainly a no go.  With a small shrug, Quenneca gestured in the direction of the weyrbowl where space had been set aside to grow plants. “I consider myself something of a farmer, and self taught herbalist.” It still sounded stupid once she said it and she couldn’t help but laugh a little at herself. Quenneca wasn’t about to dump her life story on the rider though. “Been helping with the farm land.”

Length: 4.5M | Height: 1.7M

Offline Jossekayne

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #8 on: February 13, 2018, 10:01:48 PM »
Jo hadn’t realized just how warm it was inside the Weyr Hall until they stepped out into the dark. Fort Island would never get anywhere near as cold as the old Weyr, but it was still significantly cooler—especially with a bit of a breeze sweeping through the Bowl, sucked down into the crater of the dead volcano as it swept over the upper edges. Filaments of grey and white cloud filtered lazily across the sky, swirling over the stars and the moons but not completely obscuring the cosmos. As Quenneca took a quiet moment, Jossekayne was content to look up at the sky and appreciate the sight of it clear of Thread.

Dimly, she could feel Lyrisiveth peeking through her vision to appreciate it too, though she didn’t move from her comfortable position inside their weyr. It’s a beautiful night, the Green crooned, and Jo couldn’t help but agree.

A suitable night for the start of a new turn.

“Farmer and herbalist? That’s a respectable thing.” Jossekayne ran her fingers through her hair, absently twisting the wavy strands of it. “The closest I ever got to working with plants was in the kitchens before I got Searched. I’m not sure I’d be very good at it. What’s your favorite thing to grow?”

Offline Quenneca

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #9 on: February 15, 2018, 01:18:42 AM »
Quenneca couldn’t help but lose herself in thought as she peered up at that blissfully empty sky. Or rather, the beautiful, threadfree, but full of so much to see, sky. She’d never realized looking up could be so lovely until Thread had stopped falling. Until then, only the rain had brought them peace.

She glanced at her evening companion and smiled a little. Moments like this, meeting someone new, made her fervently wish she’d never been forced out of the Healer’s Hall.  It wasn’t that Quenneca would admit that she’d do things differently... she just wished that things had turned out different. Her life was often so wrought with complications and things not to be admitted to that even casual questions turned into half lies. Like now.

She turned her attention back to the sky. What did she like growing the most? “Flowers, honestly. I’ve usually no occasion to grow such a thing, because it has no use, but they’re pretty. Some herbs, fruits, and vegetables have some nice flowers but... I like the idea of growing something because I want to tend to it, because it is pretty, because it smells good. Not because it’s necessary for survival. That seems to be all that anyone is doing, ever.” Quenneca laughed a little and shrugged a shoulder. “Perhaps it is the rebellious streak in me. Growing something pointless for the sake of doing so, because I want to be able to do so without feeling guilty. I tend the crops and the herbs because I know they’re necessary. I enjoy taking care of plants because I admire their delicate lives, but... I think flowers are my favorite.” Deciding that was enough of something so heavy, Quenneca glanced at the Rider. “What about you? What is your favorite about being a dragon rider? And you can’t say your dragon.”

Length: 4.5M | Height: 1.7M

Offline Jossekayne

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #10 on: February 16, 2018, 10:01:49 PM »
Jo listened attentively as Quenneca answered. She hadn’t had any preconceived notions about what that reply might actually entail, and she was genuinely interested in knowing. Growing things was so wildly different than everything she’d ever done in her life; sometimes, the sheer variety of jobs people did around the Weyr amazed her. Beyond working in the kitchens like her father, being a dragon rider was all she knew. During her life, she had moved seamlessly from cook to Candidate, and then from weyrling to fully fledged rider. Jossekayne had never entertained a different path for herself beyond those things.

Getting to know someone so different was exciting. Even if it wasn’t something “traditionally” thrilling or dangerous.

“That’s a good answer,” she said at last when Quenneca had finished, and glanced up at the sky too. The stars and moons were bright hanging in their black tapestry, and the clarity of the air was something she’d still have to get used to. After so long stuck in a Pass, the open horizon instinctively made her tense. Shaking the feeling, Jo looked back to the woman at her side. “I think that’s the type of thing all of this was for.”

She chuckled some then. “My favorite thing about being a rider? Probably… being part of something bigger than myself. I don’t mean that to sound pretentious.” Jossekayne smiled at Quenneca a bit quietly. “I just mean that doing what we do… fighting Thread, trying to protect everything on the ground… I like being part of that. Knowing that I’m doing something that actually makes the world a better place.” Her quiet smile turned into more of an earnest grin then. “Like making it so that someone like you can still grow flowers just because they want to.”

Offline Quenneca

Re: Here’s to a New Life [ 37.10.2587; 11 PM ] || Quenneca
« Reply #11 on: February 17, 2018, 09:40:04 AM »
At the initial response to Quenneca’s answer, she decided she liked her new friend. Even if the dragon rider didn’t really mean it, that didn’t matter. It was a nice night and Jo was being sweet. With a grin, Quenneca hooked her arm through Jossekayne’s and began a slow walk around the weyr bowl with the other woman. It was a nice night, she was having a good time, and the company was just as good.

“It doesn’t sound overly pretentious,” Quenneca eventually teased, shooting Jo a grin as they walked together. “Not really. I think all Riders have to have some sense of grandeur and the desire to be apart of something more. Otherwise, I’m not sure the lot of you would work well together, hm?”

The pleasant burn of the drink made the evening all the sweeter. Not so much that Quenneca was drunk – but the tingle of a nice drink. “I can understand wanting to be a part of something more, of wanting to help. I’d... My family has a long standing tradition of being a part of the Healer Hall. I suppose I was just the odd one out.” It was the closest Quenneca could say without outright admitting that she’d been thrown out. Not many crafters were kicked out of the Hall – at least not many that she knew of – and it was still a sore spot in her history. Ringing with embarrassment and shame, Quenneca let that memory fade. Instead, she tried to turn the conversation to something more pleasant once more. “Don’t let me keep you all evening. If you’ve more entertaining prospects than me for the night...” 

Length: 4.5M | Height: 1.7M


OOC Recent

[Today at 03:15:53 PM]

by Inki
[Today at 02:59:31 PM]

by Inki
[Today at 02:51:04 PM]

[Today at 05:10:03 AM]

[Yesterday at 08:10:45 PM]

by Inki
[Yesterday at 08:10:45 PM]

[Yesterday at 07:57:43 PM]

[Yesterday at 07:41:47 PM]

[Yesterday at 07:14:28 PM]

[Yesterday at 06:52:28 PM]

[Yesterday at 06:34:31 PM]

[Yesterday at 06:19:35 PM]

[Yesterday at 06:13:51 PM]

[Yesterday at 01:59:34 PM]

[Yesterday at 11:51:11 AM]
Pern RPs | Other RPs
Red River Weyr - 3rd Pass Pern RP Rainbow Mists Weyr Canyon River Weyr | RPG-D
Fortune Favors the Brave | World of Remnant - An AU RWBY RP OSH
Kitaro Weyr Under the Wings | Elzynthia
Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! | Beyond Redemption Open Affiliate!

Lyer Weyr Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! | X-Men/Avengers Roleplay
Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! | Blood Law - Anitaverse RPG
Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate! | Chaos Unbound Open Affiliate! Open Affiliate!