Post by Triaka on Jan 18, 2007 20:48:49 GMT -5
Drummer, beat, and piper, blow
Harper, strike, and soldier, go.
Free the flame and sear the grasses
Till the dawning Red Star passes.
Senyasi Weyr
Modelled after Anne McCaffrey’s incredible Dragons of Pern this is an Rpg of fantasy and impossible legends. Where creatures of myth fly the skies and bond themselves completely to the life of man, for Dragon and man live side by side.
Created by the brilliant ancient Kitti Ping the dragons protect Pern with their fiery breath to burn Pern’s ancient enemy from the skies. The Silver threads that devour all alive, killing everything they touch. An interval has occurred when thread does not come close enough to the thriving green world and the dragons and their riders are dwindling into nothing. A queen survives but she needs a mate, will you join and help dragonkind survive before they all disappear between?
The Holds need Lords and the Crafts need masters, Pern needs to come alive with mankind again!
From the Weyr and from the Bowl,
Bronze and brown and blue and green,
Rise the dragonmen of Pern,
Aloft, on wing, seen, then unseen.
Harper, strike, and soldier, go.
Free the flame and sear the grasses
Till the dawning Red Star passes.
Senyasi Weyr
Modelled after Anne McCaffrey’s incredible Dragons of Pern this is an Rpg of fantasy and impossible legends. Where creatures of myth fly the skies and bond themselves completely to the life of man, for Dragon and man live side by side.
Created by the brilliant ancient Kitti Ping the dragons protect Pern with their fiery breath to burn Pern’s ancient enemy from the skies. The Silver threads that devour all alive, killing everything they touch. An interval has occurred when thread does not come close enough to the thriving green world and the dragons and their riders are dwindling into nothing. A queen survives but she needs a mate, will you join and help dragonkind survive before they all disappear between?
The Holds need Lords and the Crafts need masters, Pern needs to come alive with mankind again!
From the Weyr and from the Bowl,
Bronze and brown and blue and green,
Rise the dragonmen of Pern,
Aloft, on wing, seen, then unseen.
