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Walking down the hallway, a person humming some sort of song can be heard. Just as you pass by one of the doors it stops. Curious, you knock softly on the door. A head pokes out and looks around. "Eeeekkk! Sorry, wanderer, I didn't expect it to be you. Come on inside." Puzzled, you follow the girl inside the weyr.

"I'm sorry about that. I thought that you were Headwoman Thaelia for a moment. My name's Cyprese." You ask why she seems wary of the Headwoman. The strawberry blonde blushes under the freckled skin. "Well, you see wanderer, I arrived not too long ago and already I think the Headwoman doen't like me. For some reason she picks on me the most; 'did I do this, is the weyr clean, do you have all your supplies', and things like that." Cyprese shudders. "I've been doing my best in here cleaning it up and getting everything ready. I just don't want her to frown at me again!" You smile sympathetically at the girl.

Cyprese's green eyes seem to lose some of the tension. "I just want to fit in. With my father being a woodcrafter, we traveled alot, I never was able to make friends. My father, mother, and little sister Terea were all I had. Even though Terea was a little rotten." Cyprese allows a little smile at you. "And now here, I'm somewhat lonely. I don't even think I will impress. What dragon would choose a person who can't even please the Headwoman? Yet alone a girl of about sixteen who is barely tall enough to see over the eggs." You look at her as she sighs and looks toward the window. "Well, I suppose it's time for you to leave wanderer. I still need to move that jar into place and to clean out that corner. Dunno what it is. Think someone's glows mutated or something. Bye now, and please come back!" You leave Cyprese alone with here mop, and wonder if there is any truth to the rumor Headwoman Thaelia eats candidates for breakfast...

Naronis
Naronis Weyr