Posted by Cataclysm on January 17, 2008, 1:46 am
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An enemy had come from space. Not targeting them, not even planning on being near Pern. It was a crash landing, an accident – but the beings on the colony ships do not share well. They were destroying all of Pern, and only a small section remained in Azov Weyr. Despite attempt to fight back by creating mutant people and dragons, and despite the natural mutants born, all was for nothing. They had simply needed more time. The turns of development had taken too long, they had lost too much.
On top of that, the enemy had devised a sickness that killed dragons. The new mutant ones were immune – but the older ones were not. And the enemy had changed their plan from kill to capture of the last remaining Pernese. Halflings, half alien, half human, had grown up with extraordinary powers, and the enemy wanted more of those to raise themselves. Azov had to do something.
Time paradox – it was the only answer. They knew it would create one, they were essentially sending items back that hadn't been created yet. But they had to do it. They assigned two riders, one to go back more than twenty turns before the aliens would show up – and then another rider to appear only a few turns before the aliens appeared. While it would make sense to move the dragons back as well, they needed certain people in power, certain candidates to Impress – and most off all, the dragons would breed faster than humans. Except, most recently another batch of mutant dragons had been created. Or, the injection, the formula had been, with help of some rebel aliens. They hadn't been tried yet. But another rider took them in secret anyway. Weyrmated to the rider carrying the other batch, no one suspected that he would be joining his mate in a journey back to the past.
This is Now
Two months before the beginning of Turn 3411, two riders had appeared in the sky. With little explanation except to shove boxes into the Senior and Junior Weyrwomen's hands, both riders injected the two golds of the Weyr with something. No one is sure exactly what was in those – but the Senior's recently laid clutch has some awfully interesting eggs in it. Besides this turn of events, mutants, mutated humans that began to show about around twenty turns before this event, have come to seek sanctuary in Azov from hidebound, bigoted holders.
The Junior and Senior Weyrwoman have their own problems. Azov, in the last two turns, is the combination of another Weyr Cibola and Azov, when it was decided there simply weren't enough dragons to benefit from having two Weyrs. A hundred turns beforehand, a plague had caused much of dragonkind to die out and now Azov lives in a state of eternal tension as the holdborn-hating Senior and her Junior bicker more and more. The only thing having stopped a blow up was the arrival of the riders and curiosities of the new eggs. No one is sure whether to believe the tall tale of aliens and most of Pern being destroyed... but in the boxes left by the riders are letters to their younger selves to be received upon Impression, possibly with proof. And all unknown to the Weyr, the younger selves of those boys are currently candidates.
Left in the box was another injection, marked fire-lizards, recently stolen. It seems dragons aren't the only ones getting an upgraded... and far away, over two turns of travel from Pern, are colony ships with millions of sleeping beings, none of which are aware that they have gone off course.
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