PLOT: Scouting Mission

All the rest of the Northern Continent that Atricis left behind. Atricis' old Holds can be found within, as well as all the other Holds and Weyrs and old lands left behind.
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This is a direct continuation from the plot begun in A Sailor, The High Seas, and... Sea Monsters?, The Angered Ocean, and Time for Action.

This is a site plot for New Atricis Weyr dragonriders. The Wing mentioned is made up of volunteers for the job. People can put in their characters as desired, there are no requirements other than being full-fledged dragonriders and willing volunteers. Certain aspects of this plot and event will be determined based on player involvement and character actions, with things being moved along as needed by the Isilsk account. The only requirement for this plot thread is that everyone needs to pay attention to the posts here, and that all the characters present are working as a team in this situation. Feel free to ask any questions if you have them, and the staff will do their best to answer.

This is a companion Plot thread to the Escort Mission, and occurs at a different time, but close to the other plot thread.


IC Introduction
It had been a turn since the Istan dragons had been attacked by the sea monsters on a scouting mission. Ista Weyr had been trying to do what they could, but could only conclude sending dragon groups with the ships to help deter the attacks and perhaps scare the beasts off if they showed. It didn’t always help. Ships were still lost, even if less often, and even some dragons were being lost to the beasts. Ista became increasingly reluctant over the turn as they lost more dragons, causing their numbers to dwindle, especially after losing the dissenters to the South when that Zultaniterider took them away. Other Weyrs that could spare the dragons tried to help as well, but soon, much of the North was at its wits end. There was talk of ocean trade with the South being stopped altogether by some of the Holders that couldn’t get enough help from the Weyrs, and still, no one had figured out what to do about the sea monsters.

Eventually, Southern Seahold contacted New Atricis Weyr, beseeching the Weyrleaders for aid. Trade was slowing, and they had heard talk of trade with the South stopping completely until further notice. The Seahold couldn’t afford this, relying heavily on the Northern trade, and so they sought help with their allied Weyr. After messages and meetings were held, it was eventually decided that New Atricis could spare the dragons and riders, and would make efforts to try and figure out a solution to end these ocean attacks.

Scouting missions were sent out, small wings of capable dragons and riders sent out over the oceans to try to find the beasts and figure out more about them. Little things were learned from this, but not enough. Why were they attacking? Why were they specifically attacking ships? They hoped to discover more to find a solution.

Meanwhile, while scouting missions were sent out, Wings of dragons that could be spared and were willing to brave the danger of the sea monsters were sent out to help the trade ships make it to Southern Seahold. A combination of trade ships coming in groups and being surrounded with protecting dragons helped, and soon, even the dolphins resident to the shores of Southern Seahold tried to help, hoping to be able to alert the ships and dragons of the coming beasts before they took them by surprise. Together this helped, but it by no means stopped it.

With no trade ships planned to come in or return North for at least a sevenday, it gave New Atricis Weyr a window for another scouting mission over the southern oceans to try and discover more about the beasts. So far, they had only found minimal information, as the beasts were hard to find. New Atricis had come up with the idea for a decoy ship to be sent out as bait, but the Seahold had been reluctant to sacrifice any of their ships. It couldn’t be helped, as the ships were expensive and took a while to build, so the New Atricis riders just did what they could to find the beasts.

A medium sized wing was sent out of varying dragons and riders, with a temporary Wingleader in place to give them direction as needed. Today, they tried flying closer to one of the locations of where many of the shipwrecks had occurred. It was risky, but perhaps would prove fruitful, even if it was the place where the Istan blue dragon had been dragged into the water.

For now, they would be careful, and try not to fly too close to the water as they came to the rocks where three ships were left in shambles.
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Nerves, excitement, and a bit of fear fluttered in Lorcan's stomach as Hydranth glided leisurely with the rest of the scouting party over the wreck-strewn water. The fear was merely from flying. Yes, he still suffered from that, but he was facing it head on and not letting it keep him from being the best damn rider he could. The nerves and excitement were for the mission they were currently on. Trying to find the creatures that kept attacking the ships trying to trade north and south. As soon as Lor had heard about the mission and the need for volunteers to go scouting he'd wanted to go. He and Hydranth were graduated now and considering their rough beginning, they both were hoping to prove themselves to the weyr.

He'd told Isiana that he planned on going. She hadn't been thrilled about it, of course, since it could potentially be a dangerous mission, but he promised her that he would be more than careful. Bastian also hadn't been the most thrilled, but he understood his brother and knew that he needed a bit of excitement outside of drills. Lor was a fighter at heart and he was protective. These creatures were a threat, not just to Atricis's holds, but to all of Pern, so he felt in a way it was his duty to do what he could to help put a stop to these attacks.

Think we'll find anything? Lorcan asked Hydranth as his eyes scanned the still surface of the waters as they stayed in formation with the small wing. I don't know. It would be nice to find something that may at least lead to where these creatures are coming from. The blue responded as he swung his head from side to side in search. Yes, that at the very least would be nice. Keep your eyes open. Lorcan warned before looking towards the rider in charge to see if there were any orders they wanted to give.
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Dark eyes looked around as the man ran a hand through his dark hair. Why had he agreed to do this? His sense of adventure? His want/need to get out of the Weyr for a bit? The blue rider finally admitted to himself that is was probably both, although, more the second one. Lately, he couldn't stand being around the Weyr. Ever since he and Isolde had called it quits, he just didn't want to be there. Every time he saw her, his heart dropped. He had thought she was going to be the one, but, it turned out that she just wasn't ready to settle down. As much as it pained him, he respected her decision. When they had first started seeing each other, he had never expected it to work. They had lasted a year, and he had foolishly allowed himself to think that she had decided to stay with him. The pain was still there, but K'uavaen hoped that Isolde would one day find that someone. She deserved to be happy, even if she wasn't with him.

Synsith mentally nudged his rider, bringing the man out of his thoughts. He quietly thanked his dragon. Now was not the time to be thinking about Isolde. He needed to try and push those thoughts away, and concentrate on what he was doing. If he didn't give this mission his full attention, something might get missed. That was something that could not happen. They were putting themselves in danger every time they went scouting, and K'uavaen did not want to put anyone in even more danger by not focusing. His dragon shared the same mentality as him, so he received a pleasant hum from Synsith.

He moved from foot to foot anxiously as they waited for the leader so they could get started with today's scouting mission. Who knew, maybe today would be the day they would figure out even more about these monsters and be able to do something about them now.
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He could have remained at the Weyr. Sent out commands through dragon and firelizard. But that wasn't L'van's way. As soon as it was decided that the Weyr would be assisting, he was determined to do his part. He'd settled in nicely as Weyrleader, and he knew that could end at any moment, should Paiseantath choose another. He wanted to make sure he did as much as possible during what time he had left in the position. That might be something momentous, and make or break his placement in the Weyr when the inevitable did occur.

You're either thinking too far ahead, or thinking too much. I can't decide which it is yet. He chuckled and gave the bronze's shoulder a good pat. He didn't need to respond for Zenjarth to know, and understand, what was going through his mind in that moment. They would be foolish not to ensure our continued loyalty to the Weyr. We would be a fantastic addition to the leadership of the Wings. Just my opinion, though. No, I'm not cranky. Just focused, and your thoughts aren't helping.

L'van wasn't used to his dragon behaving like this. Then again, they were after giant sea monsters, it was perfectly understandable why he was so hyper-focused on the task at hand. Nodding, mentally and physically, the man glanced around him, checking the positions of the other riders. He made a few changes, had a few of them flying too close to the water's surface go a little higher. He didn't want to see any Atricis pairs taken by the depths. The world had lost too many good men, women, and dragons to these sea creatures. If you notice something... The rumble he received in response was all the answer he needed.
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The waters remain calm. Waves swell and lower in a lazy fashion as if the ocean itself is bored of the calmness. The sounds of splintered wood knocking into each other is about all that can be heard. A soft breeze blows, carrying with it the scent of the salty sea. Off to the west near the horizon line, fluffy white clouds gather. For now they are harmless, but squalls are notorious for happening out of no where over the ocean. A quick look over the wreckage of a once majestic vessel reveals naught but broken wood and shattered lives. The sailors that once claimed the sea as their own are now claimed by it. Upon closer inspection, a seemingly large mass appears to be hidden by the white sails of the ship. While most of the debris is broken angles and crates, this shape is oddly round a far too large to be a barrel. The sound of a splash breaks the silence. To the east of the wreckage a large dark shadow moves away from the area heading south.
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  • 1. Investigate the large mass under the ship's sail
    2. Follow the shadow
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2. Follow the shadow
Something was happening. Even from his position on Zenjarth's back, L'van was able to tell. He shifted in his harness to get a better look. There was a down ship, underneath which existed a shape. The bronze craned his neck to look, and contemplated going after it. It was the first thing they had noticed, and he was eager to get his talons deep into the flesh of one of the creatures that had taken away so many of his fellows. It was about time to finally see something. I think we might have something. It would be time to lure them into view. I'll be careful, don't worry. I just wa--- Wait. Wait. There's something else. The bronze shifted the direction he was going in and headed east, toward something else. L'van didn't see it at first. Look, rider. The dark shape.

He saw it then. It was clear, not out in the open, but it was certainly something. L'van gripped the edges of the harness and stood up, to get a better look. Tell someone to follow us. If this turns out to be something... He was thinking "better safe than sorry" and the bronze agreed with him. As gung-ho and eager as Zenjarth was to get one of these things, he knew they couldn't go into this all reckless and what not. Caution was suddenly the flavor of the day, and he called out to the other dragons in the area. My rider needs some of you to take a closer look at the downed ship. There might be something there. We need others to follow us. No one should be in a single area alone. As the Weyrleader's dragon, mate of Paiseantath, he expected to be listened to, even if he knew he didn't have the pull that the golds had. Soon enough though, this would be taken care of. There was no doubt in his mind about this. They would find something, and they would either have a fight on their hands, or a carcass to take to shore with them.
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Following the Shadow


There was some arguing that came about when Ay'li found out that Elys had volunteered to join the other riders on the Scouting Mission to find out more about these sea monsters that have been plaguing the southern shores. The bluerider promised over and over again to be careful, that nothing bad was going to happen, they were just going to go look at some stuff and come back. "Mom, I'll be fine. Weyrleader L'van is coming with us, you know that. It's all going to go without a hitch and I'll be back before you even know I'm gone." The young woman assured the femme brownrider, embracing her mother and kissing her on the cheek. Ay'li held tight to her daughter for a moment or two longer than necessary, but Elysia managed to wriggle her way out of that grasp.

"You check your gear, tens times over if you have to, keep close to L'van and watch out for your wingmates. Use your gift to stay together, even if you get separated. You understand me?" The brownrider insisted, making sure she caught the younger woman's' gaze and received the nod of acknowledgement. "Nori and I are never far, just call if you need back up." Ay'li added as a last attempt to keep her daughter safe.

"I told you, we'll be fine...Promise!" The bluerider said with a smile and another hug for her mother, before she bounded off to get ready and leave with all the others. Inwardly, she knew she couldn't promise that, but she really didn't want to think about her mother sitting and fretting every moment she was away....though as Weyrsecond, she was probably going to be anxious to hear from the group as often as possible anyway.

Elys did as she was told though, and checked her gear ten times over before ever mounting up on Kelpieth that fateful morning with the rest of the Wing, led by their valiant Weyrleader. The bluerider never quite pictured herself in the Weyrleaders Wing, and not that she really was right now either, but it was an honor to serve directly beneath the bronzerider either way. She'd heard nothing but good tidings of the man from Ay'li, so she knew she could trust L'van and planned to stick close to him. That was not just because of what her mother said, but because her gift could provide quite advantageous to the mission as well, so best to be in a place of good standing.

In the beginning they were just flying along the shoreline, eyes casting about for any signs of...well anything unusual. After a while, it was turning fairly monotonous, so Elysia's curious mind began to wander and she lowered the guard she kept around other riders and couldn't help but eaves drop a little on the one sided conversations she could hear. It seemed it was not only her mind that was wandering, though for some it seemed the dragon halves were more focused than their riders.

However, once they neared the sight of the wreckage, the conversations seemed to die away and attentions perked up at any sight or sound that was of a different realm. Elysia stood up in her straps to get a clearer look at some of the bigger pieces of wreckage. Though she knew time had passed since the attack, and the rocky shore likely hadn't helped, it was quite a display of force to see what was left after these creatures got it into their mind to attack. Unconsciously, the young woman ordered Kelpieth to fly just a little higher and out of reach of any flying serpents launched from the depths.

An inlet against the shoreline caught her attention, a little rocky cove that would be perfect for something to skulk around in the shadows. Growing up, she used to go fishing with some of the other creche kids, and she learned that fish liked to hide in those little inlets where the water was more calm and they were out of sight from other water dwellers. She gave Kelpie a quiet nudge to do a fly over around the cove to get a closer look, and see if her hunch was right or not. The watery blue flew in a slow circle around the shadowy cove, and the pair of them peered down into its dark waters for quite some time, but they could see nothing moving below the surface, it was quiet and still.

So attuned she was to her search, she'd failed to see what others saw in the wreckage, but she certainly heard Zenjarth call out for one to follow them and a moment later the blue pair were winging away from the inlet and following after their Weyrleader. Right behind you sir! Kelpieth spoke on their behalf as the watery blue caught up to the bronze though kept a respectable distance. He flew true beside Zenjarth, faceted gaze looking for the source to follow and trusting in the bronze to lead the way. Elysia once more stood in the saddle though, to try and see what they had seen, the shadow in the deep, all the while keeping an ear on the other half of the group for trouble.

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The zultaniterider had deliberated for a few days if she really wanted to do this or not. She remembered the fight for Homestead, and what it felt like to have an enemy attack you, and what it felt like to take a life. She knew that's what had been the catalyst for the deep depression she'd sank into the past few Turns, and she was only just beginning to feel herself again. Did she dare risk the sanity she got back?

Susanoth reminded her that this was not a battle against other of her kin, but against a relentless monster that would not stop unless someone stopped it. They had to know more about their enemy, they had to face them for the good of the whole South, for Pern, and they had to learn how to defeat them. This was more than just the two of them, bigger than a family with a bad history, and more than the Weyr itself, and they could be a part of that if she only said the word. The zultanite was eager for the challenge, to face their fears and conquer them once more, yet the rider was more cautious and wary for once.

However, Kitiara saw the sense in her dragons' argument and she couldn't very well sit on the sidelines when she knew she had the chance to do something and didn't take it. Resolved with her decision even if not entirely pleased about it, she approached the Weyrleader to volunteer a day before they were to be sent out. The rider made sure to prep her gear before leaving, but she had no intentions of spending that last night alone. She made herself quite comfortable between the furs with a fine looking young buck of a man, and was pleasantly lulled into a fitful slumber.

The vixen rose early, her bedmate still sleeping soundly and she left him there while she went through the morning motions. Time seemed to inch by though as she washed and dressed, and though she nibbled a breakfast she didn't really taste it. Once more she checked over her gear and found no flaws yet it didn't ease her mind. She stood in the doorway to her bedroom, watching the young man sleep, wondering if he would be the last one...Nonsense, this is just a reconnaissance mission, no one was going to get hurt out there. Stop thinking like it's the end already. Susa couldn't help but interject, not allowing her rider to start that demolition spiral once again.

Sorry...you're right. I usually am ...Time to go, eh? Yes. ...No turning back now? No turning back. ...We can do this. We can do this.

Kit roused the young man from bed, explained he had to leave now and she followed him out the door with her gear in hand. Without looking back, she mounted astride the striped zultanite with practiced ease and they winged down to the Yard to form up with the rest of the Wing. The large zultie was placed between two blues, one tri colored watery looking blue, and one she recognized very well as the stark pale hide of Synsith, her wingmate. So K'uavaen had decided to volunteer as well. Maybe it was good thing for him, he seemed a little distracted lately, but they weren't really close enough for her to ask why. The zultaniterider bolstered up enough courage to look unafraid in front of her wingmate then, and even gave the bluerider a smile and brief wave before settling into formation and awaiting orders from the Weyrleader.

Out on the shoreline, it was slow going at first and everyone seemed to keep to themselves for a while. Soon enough they seemed to relax as nothing happened so far, and Kit settled back in her seat a little more, though she could feel the knot in her stomach. She didn't quite feel like being talkative, but she did steal a few glances back to K'uavaen and Synsith, glad to know at least someone on this mission she could trust. As they neared the wreckage though and the floating debris became more prominent, a solemn silence seemed to sink into her bones and even Susanoth felt apprehension shiver under her hide.

Their gaze darted around the flotsam and jetsum, searching for anything that was trying to lurk in the ruins, and at first she didn't see the rounded shape hidden behind the torn sails, but a second look and she seemed to notice just as another did and called it out. The weyrleaders bronze was also drawn to it, but veered away suddenly, leaving orders to investigate the ship as well. Susanoth was already curious, and with the prompt she needed the striped zultanite moved in a little closer to the ruins of the ship. A watchful eye was kept on the shadow and keeping a safe distance as she circled slowly around the wreckage, both of them trying to view this mass from all angles to discern what it was and if it was safe enough to get closer.
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As more people showed up, K'uavaen became just a bit more restless. He just...wanted to get this show on the road. It was then that he saw one of his own Wingmates, although, they had never really become close. Maybe it was because of the reputation she had, but he quickly pushed that to the back of his mind. Isolde was the same way. Great, now he was back to thinking about Isolde. He finally just pushed as many thoughts as he could to the back of his mind once more and tried top focus on what was right in front of him. They hadn't even started yet and he couldn't even focus on the task he had volunteered for.

Once L'van showed up they all headed down to the shoreline. They all mounted up, and took to the skies over the water. There was just something...calming...about being on Synsith's back, and the water, and having a purpose. He let his mind wander, although he didn't let it wander anywhere that might take his focus away again. The blue rider just allowed himself to relax a bit.

Unfortunately being relaxed did not end up lasting very long. K'uavaen saw the shadow just as L'van started giving them commanded. He saw one of the other blues go off with the Weyrleader, so K decided he and Synsith were going to head off in the opposite direction and go check on the ship. Synsith wheeled around and the rider shouted back, "Kitara! I could use a hand checking on this ship if you don't mind!" He wasn't trying to be bossy, or anything like that. He just knew he should't do it alone. There was no telling what might happen, and he didn't want to take any chances. He wanted to be prepared for anything.
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1. Investigate the large mass under the ship's sail

Hydranth's multifaceted-eyes scanned the wreck and the area around it. Do you see that large shape? The blue said as he bent his neck downward. Lorcan turned his klah brown eyes down that way as well. It does seem rather out of place doesn't it? He agreed. Before Lor could tell Hydranth to say something to L'van about it, Zenjarth was talking to them. Hydranth and Lor both looked in his direction to see him going after something. A shadow could be seen fleeing away from the wreckage. Should we follow or investigate? Hydranth asked curiously. Lor's first instinct was to go after the shadow, but another bluerider went after him. It was just a shadow. Faranth only knew what was in the wreckage. Let's help Kitiara and K'uavaen. Hydranth winged over that way.

The three of them circled it for a moment to try and discern what it was. "Can't tell a damn thing from up here!" Lor yelled across to K'uavaen and Kitiara. Something smells....odd. Hydranth said as he sniffed at the air. Lorcan took in a deep breath as well. You're right. It smells...dead almost. He looked down and looked about at the wreckage. The waves were calm and there were plenty of wide pieces of wood around. There was really no way for Hydranth to land though, but he had another idea. "Can you two keep your eyes open? I'm going down there." Lorcan informed them as he grabs his rope and ties it to himself and then to Hydranth's straps. Get me as low as you can, Hydra. He asked and waited until the blue was as low as he could be above the moving waves. Lorcan then threw down the excess rope and climbed down carefully. It took a moment for him to get his balance, but that was why he'd tied the rope to himself as well, just in case he fell in. Slowly he edged towards the mass covered by the sail. The smell was getting worse. Once he reached it he began to tug the sail off. "What the fuck..." He said curiously as he looked at what was underneath. Hydranth, ask them if they know what this is? Lorcan asked his blue as he looked up curiously at Kit and K'uavaen. Do either of you know what that is?
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The shadow continues to race away from the wreck as if it life depended on it. Perhaps it did with the following of two dragons. For those following it, getting closer to it will reveal that it is indeed one creature instead of a school of fish. The dragons will have to fly fast to keep up with it as it flies through the water. After several moments of chase, the shadow becomes darker as it comes nearer to the surface. Soon the blue water foams white as a silvery sheen breaks the water in a serpentine form. Only the fact that it is indeed serpent like is obvious. However, compared to the stories of the surviving sailors, this beast does not match near the size of the creatures that have attacked the ship.

Those that stayed to investigate the large mass at the ship wreck have discovered something that has been unseen by most people. The creature is, for one, most certainly dead. There are disturbingly large bites taken from its flesh. In size the creature matches that of blue and brown dragons, so it is most certainly an impressive sight to behold. Judging by the wounds this beast has been dead for only a day or two.
Your options....

Those following the shadow:
  • 1. Continue to follow
    2. Get closer to get a better look
    3. Try to attack it


Those investigating the large mass:
  • 1. Continue to investigate the wreckage
    2. Go after those following the shadow

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