R'lien jogs in, looking over to Revarth first to figure out what startled him out of his nap.

Eliora blinks and turns from her chat with a younger lad, "What's wrong? Telinda?" that is Telinda, isn't it?

Eliora nods, it's Telinda, but she's screaming! "Tel! What's going on? Calm down!" she holds her hands out to the other woman.

R'lien blinks and then grins, Telinda in a panic, could only mean one thing...

Telinda it is, though hair is in disarray and clothes have been tossed on hurridly, buttons undone and untucked. Stopping, just before running into Eliora, and maybe even R'lien, she takes a deep breath "Its Tia!" she says, and then lets the words run "Shedoesn'tlikethecavernandisclutchingontheshardingbeach!!"

R'lien's jaw drops.

Triania strides over from the Weyrhall.

Tiarnath> Inyanth senses that Tiarnath croons smugly and nudges an egg with her muzzle << They are pretty our eggs, you should come see! >>

Farin strides over from the Weyrhall.

Kaital walks over from the Weyrhall.

Telinda grabs ahold of Eliora's hands and turns her panicked gaze to R'lien. "Idon'tknowwhattodo!" she cries out.

Triania stands, munching her meatroll, and giving the trio of riders the oddest look

Kaital comes out with Farin, wondering where Triania flew off to.

Eliora blinks, mouth hanging open, "Oh! Oh!! But that's not where they go..." she hms, "I guess we should see if we can move her! Which beach is she on?"

Farin glances around.

Telinda gestures wildly in the direction of the lake, "Thataway!" she says to Eliora, glancing over her shoulder and back.

Triania blinks, putting it together, "She's clutching on /MY/ beach???"

R'lien takes off at a jog in that direction, not quite looking like he has a clue what to do.

Eliora smiles, hoping to calm Telinda, though she herself is a bit apprehensive, "Okay..I'll wake Maristh..let's go see how far along she is." hoping that perhaps only an egg or two have been clutched and can be moved.

Telinda nods hurridly to Eliora's suggestion and sighs at Triania, "Can you -believe- it!?"

Triania looks aghast "But... but... but.... " Oh, this is gonna be a mess.

Farin continues to glance around. It doesn't look like anyone is hurt.

Eliora can't believe it herself and gestures helplessly towards the small crowd gathering, "Let's go see, but remember we shouldn't get too close if there are eggs, Tia might be nervous."

Telinda snorts, suddenly a little of her old self creeping through, "Nervous?" Another snort, "I'll teach her what's right!" she says, quickly following Eliora and trying to stuff her shirt into her trousers even if the buttons remain undone.

Kaital looks to Farin, "If someone *does* get to close, you might be needed. And they might need help moving any eggs, don't you think?"

You walk over to the lakeside meadow.

Maristh raises her head sleepily and lets out a grumble.

Dragon> Southern Weyr sense that Tiarnath croons smugly << This is much nicer! >>

You walk over to White Sands Beach.

Farin strides over from the lakeside meadow.

R'lien stops dead in his tracks as he looks out at the beach, "Shells..." he mutters.

Triania covers her eyes. Oh... the mess! And just after I got allt he storm debris picked up

Kaital gasps at the number of eggs.

Eliora tromps out onto the soft sand of the beach and just /gapes/ never having seen anything like this before. "She must have moved those few logs back into the trees and..goodness." she looks speechless for a moment, "I wonder why she's out here?"

Tiarnath warbles at the sight of her lifemate and uncurls herself lightly to reveal yet another egg deposited. Carefully she nudges it, and then ensures that it is well insulated by the sand.

Telinda does one of those snuffle-type wails, "I dunnnnooo!" she cries out, "But she says the cavern is too boring!" Sniff.

Dragon> Southern Weyr sense that Maristh sends out sleep draped thoughts, <<What's going on? Why is there a commotion on the beach?>>

Triania looks "But but but.../ the caverns nice! Nicer than my beach!!!" She acts like she cleans the individual sand molecules out here

Dragon> Southern Weyr sense that Tiarnath rumbles smugly << I found a nice warm spot which is more fun than those stuffy old caverns. >>

Farin watches, calming down as he sees that only eggs are going to be layed and nobodies going to be hurt.

Eliora laughs a bit and then covers her mouth. The laughter brought forth as her mind just isn't sure how to respond. "Tel..is she feeling okay?" her thoughts plod along, "It is warm sand, sorta like the hatching cavern."

R'lien just shakes his head, muttering, "In all my turns...

Kaital sits down on the sand, just astonished.

Telinda blinks at the Weyrwoman. She always knew she had at least one screw less than everyone else. "She's fine. Happy. But" she stammers..

Triania just... well... munches on the last of her roll. "But is it warm enough?"

Eliora touches TElinda's shoulder comfortingly, "She's okay so we'll let her finish her clutching and think about what to do. I don't know how wise it is to try and move the eggs. We don't want to take any risks, especially with the pass only about half over."

Telinda waves a hand helplessly, "But she can't stay here. I mean what will we do?! What will people think?!"

Eliora thinks, and then slides her shoes off to touch the sand with bare feet. "It does get too hot to touch at high noon, and it's still warm now. I don't see why not, after all firelizard eggs harden here." she smiles at Telinda, "I guess people will think we've got ourselves a clutch."

Farin hrms, watching.

R'lien finally gets done gawking and starts to think.... "Tria, how much fencin' material do we have onhand?"

Triania gulps. "Uh... with Paradise's recent tithe, at least 40 lengths. Umm..... I can have some firepits dug and uh.... " Her mind reels, trying to focus on coming up with solutions, but thinking mostly of getting antoher meatroll... and some jam

Kaital mutters to Farin, "... needs a... a roof that is... what... rain."

Eliora ohs at R'lien and smiles at his clever idea, "Firepits probably won't hurt, and we should also ask the weyr firelizards to keep an eye out for tunnlesnakes."

Telinda flops down into the sand, "I always knew I'd be an embarrassment" she mumbles to herself

R'lien grins at Tria, "I don' think we need firepits... was thinking of a fence ta keep folks off."

Triania chuckles "I ain't going near those eggs. Anyone who does deserves what Tia gives 'em"

Farin says "Sir, Ma'ams, should a roof of some type be put up?""

Eliora ohs! and sits down in the sand by Telinda, "Don't think that! Now, it's unusual...yes, I'll say that, but it's not a bad thing." she starts to sound a bit surer, "There's no reason to be embarrased, and anyone who thinks so can try to move an egg to the hatching grounds themselves. That should settle that." she grins.

R'lien grins at Farin, "No roof in the cavern, don' see a need for one out here."

Telinda listens carefully to Eliora and glances towards Tiarnath, who seems busy with yet another egg, "You don't think so? I mean, no, I wouldn't want to move one, its not like they are small."

Farin nods to R'lien, "Okay."

Kaital shrugs and let's his betters make the decisions.

Triania looks at the gold, still egg heavy with days of clutching left to do, and then looks down at her own belly. Oh, would it be the end of summer already!

Eliora keeps smiling and using her most calming voice, "This certainly is different, but surely it's not a bad thing. We can consult the harpers to see if there's some precedent in the records."

Telinda wrinkles her nose. "Oh, I know Tia, she's prolly been studying the beach and thinking about it for the last few days! Shards, I bet she even waited until I went swimming."

Eliora chuckles a bit, "She's a clever one, no doubting that. She did pick the lake beach and not the Ocean beach, otherwise I would be worried."

Telinda nods, "I just hope its warm enough" she says with a sigh, glancing around for the first time at all the other people, "I guess we can always get fires going out here if needed."

Triania sighs, biting a thumbnail and still trying to think of ways to make it warmer. "At least the rains are ended, and it should be getting warmer"

Eliora looks to Tria and nods, "Not that it ever gets cold here. I think it'll be fine. Firelizards clutch here all the time." she smiles out over the large eggs clutched so far.

R'lien hmmms, "Give it a couple of seven-days an' this beach'll be as hot as the sands during the day, if not even hotter."

Kaital mutters to Farin, "That... itself... away... eggs.."

Farin grins at Kaital, "You know you don't have to always be whispering."

R'lien grins over at the steward, "I really don' think it'll be a problem, we're already well inta spring."

Kaital shrugs.

Alinor strides over from the lakeside meadow.

Inyanth ambles across from the lakeside meadow.

K'laarn strides over from the lakeside meadow.

Triania just bites on her thumbnail more. This just does /not/ fit into her neat, little anal way of How Things Work. "Bleachers! Jays.... I'm going to have to drag half the chairs out here for the hatching.... Owwwww...."

Telinda shakes her head from her seat on the ground and finally seems to realise that her shirt is half unbuttoned. Doing them up she sighs some more and mutters under her breath.

K'laarn walks over, the very picture of astonishment. "Oh. My." He says.

Eliora crosses her legs in the sand and leans forward a bit, watching Tiarnath carefully mound sand about an egg, "She certainly seems to know what to do with them."

Alinor steps over and suggests as she overhear's Telinda's last comment: "That's what candidates are for."

Alinor adds, after a moment, though, "Unconventional of her, isn't it, though?" A brown eyere gards the close-guarded clutch.

Tiarnath croons happily to Inyanth and layers some more sand against a patterned green egg, the patterns like leaves in a breeze.

K'laarn remarks, "Aren't you worried about possible dangers to the clutch? Are there dragons watching for wild animals?"

Telinda shrugs, "I dunno how" she replies to Eliora, "I guess instinct." A small smile flickers across her face at Alinor's comment, "Its a Tia thing. Never likes to be -normal-."

Inyanth is all swelling pride as he moves closer to take a better look. He seems delighted with the whole thing -- and happuily oblivious to oddity of the locale. It has the three things he likes: gold, sand and ocean.

R'lien hms, "Good thought K'laarn, more than one way in, might be good ta have a couple dragons off towards tha jungle keepin' an eye open."

Triania starts muttering a list of things. "Gotta arrange for folks to watch for snakes and wherries. Gotta get the fencing out here... gotta have fire kindling out here if it gets chilly... gotta... " Gotta get something to eat

Telinda frowns as she realises she just heard K'laarn's voice. Even if the two seem not to be as close as normal, she nevertheless heeds his words, turning to R'lien for an answer, since he seems to be coming up with a few. She nods as she hears him. There. See?

Alinor shakes her head. "I should have figured." Pauses, though: "How are they going to stay warm enough?"

Kaital looks at Farin, "I get the feeling I'm not going to be working on roofs after all."

Eliora hmms, "Perhaps that's not a bad idea. I'm sure we can find plenty of willing dragons to watch. Beach duty can't be that bad."

Farin nods to Kaital, "I don't think you will either."

Eliora says "We could put in a few firepits to generate a bit of extra heat during the night, that would take a little engineering though, we don't want to cook the eggs with too much heat."

K'laarn nods his head at R'lien, looking relieved that the Weyrleader agreed with him. "Its a beautiful clutch so far." He remarks.

Kaital says "What happens next?"

Farin shrugs, "I don't know."

K'laarn walks over toward Eliora and nods, "I'm sure Tiarnath will keep turning them so that doesn't happen, right?" He looks to her curiously. After all, she's the more experienced one.

Triania mumbles to the healer and her new assistant. "Uh... she'll take probably 2 to 3 days for the whole clutch. Then they get hard, while the dragons search out candidates"

Somewhere near the back, one of the kitchen lads perks up "I guess now would be a bad time to ask for vacation?"

Eliora looks up to the bronzerider and nods, "Oh yes, I'm sure she will. The Queens always do. " of course they always clutch on sands too she thinks. "Tia seems to know exactly what to do so far, she's banking them carefully in the sand like an old pro."

Triania slaps her forehead. "I can't go on vacation at graduation now... Jays!"

Alinor simply shakes her head slightly. "How to deal with people coming by on accident? Will she mind?"

Telinda frowns, "Tia?" she asks of Alinor as she pushes herself steadily to her feet. A pause, "She says so long as they don't come too close she doesn't mind, if they come too close, thats their hard luck. Umm, Tia, what exactly does that mean?" she asks of her lifemate taking a tentative step forward towards Queen and eggs.

K'laarn nods, and looks toward Tiarnath. "Seems so." He regards the queen thoughtfully.

Alinor sighs, and gives Inyanth a look. "He says he thinks it's the perfect location. You can get baths without losing sight of the eggs."

Eliora gets up from the sand also and brushes off grains, "We could put up a small fence and declare this part of the beach off limits just like we do with the hatching caverns. People rarely bother the eggs there, I think they'll show the same sense with them here."

Tiarnath rumbles in something that could only approach humour and cants her long neck to one side to gently whuffle Inyanth as his thoughts almost mirror hers. As she moves, more eggs come into view.

One percocious little girl of about three or four turns waddles forward through the sand, granuals sticking to her chubby legs. Her thumb is in her mouth, and she's been forgotten by one of the girls who brought her with to watch. She giggles, and starts to stumble forward gleefully toward the resting eggs, but doesn't reach them as another child runs forward and grabs her. She immediately starts crying and babbles. "Wanna touch eggs!"

Triania lurches forward, hand reaching for the child. Oh... what is her name again? "Ilarwa?!? No touch eggs!"

Farin slips out.

Farin walks toward the lakeside meadow.

The little girl looks up at Triania dauntedly and sniffles once more. She didn't actually really start crying, but maybe the tears woulda helped. It seems they didn't.

Triania sighs and shuffles the girl off to her nanny. Okay... one decent step towards this mommy thing

R'lien smiles and just looks over the odd scene.

Haven comes over the dunes, still decked in riding gear. "What the...."

K'laarn glances over and notes Haven and gestures at her. "Hello." He calls a greeting to the brownrider.

Haven pulls off her goggles and gloves, giving K'laarn a quick wave as she's too confused to give him her usual scowl

S'ton walks over from the lakeside meadow.

R'lien turns and gives Haven a brief wave, "Tiarnath suprised us all...

Haven shakes her head, slowly unfastening her jacket. "What.... why.... who.... how?"

S'ton blinks. "I thought Llanth was joking," he gapes, before shaking his head.

K'laarn moves a few feet to whisper to Haven for a brief second as she waits for her other answers to her confused questions.

K'laarn mutters to Haven, "... you... Telinda?... and well, I... kind of... I'm afraid I've... done this before."

Haven blinks, breaking her attention from the newest egg that Tiarnath is quickly covering. "Huh?" so Poetic. "Oh. uh..... sure, K'laarn. Yeah."

K'laarn looks immensely relieved. He smiles at Haven gratefully.

Haven thinks 'Uh... I'll write down some things and get back with you."

K'laarn nods and says "Grand."

Haven smiles a bit, and just looks perplexed. maybe its from the odd location for the clutch, or maybe because she just realised she's agreed to help her sworn enemy.

Haven bundles up her jacket in her arms. She turns to grin up at S'ton. "Well... looks like location is going up on the next betting board next clutch"

S'ton chuckles softly, before glancing over to the mound. "I'll say.....it's going to be interesting just to see if the eggs /can/ be moved."

Lily strides over from the lakeside meadow.

Lily walks in and whoas, seeing everyone - the beach has never been this crowded before!

Kaital glances aqt S'ton, "They aren't going to."

Haven frowns a bit. "You gonna convince Tia to let her let you move an egg? I'd like to be here to see that"

R'lien nods, "I don' think we'll be doin' any egg moving."

Haven looks the large WLM up and down. Granted, he's a big, strong man.... but Tia's bigger. She looks him over one more time, what the hey

S'ton hehs. "Are you joking? No way. They're here, and pretty much where they'll stay. Now, for future candidates, we have a problem."

Haven blinks and stops the subtle admiration for a moment. "Well... having a dragonette running off into the dunes would be a bad thing I suppose, but there is time to figure that out."

R'lien hmmms, "How much o' one? I'm not seein' more than just havin' to scramble around a bit more ta get things ready out here."

S'ton chuckles. "This is wide out space, not to mention we're near the lake. What if an egg just...rolls? Or candidates braving their luck since eggs are out in the open?"

Lily hmms, thinking to herself,everybody here is Rider(at least, as far as I know) - the Weyrleader is here. There's a pile of eggs, and Tiarnath looks very protective of them. I have a feeling that my favorite spot is going to be rather crowded for a while!

Haven shrugs. "I'm sure the steward would be just pleased as punch to build some fencing or something of the like out here. That could help."

R'lien grins, "I'm sure she'd be just thrilled ta build stuff on this beach...

S'ton nods, before murmuring, "Not to mention extra chores for candidates." Was that a malevolent glint? From S'ton? Posh. "Make sure they don't have too much time to gawk, or get ideas....."

Haven smirks. "You look almost.... like you enjoy giving them chores." She grins and leans closer, "I like that, you know." She teases

Cloud warbles questioningly.

S'ton puts a hand to his chest, giving a rueful grin. "Haven? Me? Why, I'm the most easygoing person you know." Uh huh. "Well, I might enjoy it."

Haven nods and holds up her hand, pinching two fingers together. "Just a little bit, right?"

Telinda has been stood near Tiarnath for a few moments, hand laid against the gold's muzzle in silent communication. "Tia, I wish you hadn't."

S'ton nods, though he spreads out his arms....to their for span. "Okay...maybe that much."

Lily can't help but giggle. Poor candidates!

Haven giggles and pokes him in his side. "Yeah well... you wouldn't know by the way you act" and winks at him

S'ton winces, rubbing at the poked side, before he makes a face. "Ah...it's just get those who Impress ready for Weyrlinghood." He winks back, before glancing over to Telinda.

Telinda turns around, shrugs, and glances at the gathered people, "Well, she won't be moved, and I'm not chancing moving any of those eggs even if she'd let me" she says in a tone of resignation.

Haven giggles. "I think you enjoy it almost as much as that steward likes her surprise inspections on the barracks"

S'ton makes a face, before nodding to Telinda. "Is there anything you want us to do, in the meantime?"

Lily settles down to the sands, just to watch everything. No use bothering Tiarnath!

Telinda chuckles softly, "I don't think so, for now. Though Faranth knows this won't be the easiest clutching for any of us." She ponders for a moment, looking around the beach, "I guess seating is properly a good idea. Of some sort."

R'lien says "We'll move that small section from tha galleries out here first I guess, it'll hold a dozen or two."

Haven sighs and just shakes her head. "I don't think I've ever heard of something like this happening before"