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The soft sound of a violin drifts upwards to your ears as you enter the weyr. You can hear someone tapping their foot against the stone floor of their weyr, and they stop playing several times. "No, that's an F sharp, not an F natural," A girl's voice comes from inside the weyr, and you stick your head in unsurely.
You can see the back of a girl's head- she looks to be around thirteen or so Turns, with dirty blonde straight hair that hangs to her shoulderblades. That's all that you can tell from this angle, though. You resist calling out a greeting, because the girl lifts the violin to her shoulder and places the bow gently on the strings. The same soft melody that you heard before comes from the violin, and the same mistake that you heard several times doesn't happen this time. Obviously pleased, the girl finishes the song and places the violin in a padded wooden box, closing the lid gently and latching it in place.
You sneeze, and she turns around. "Oh!" The girl says. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there. I'm Kessa, formerly Apprentice Harper and now a Candidate here at Dragon Soul." She smiles unsurely, hazel eyes flicking from your shoulderknots of MasterCraftsman Healer to your practically-new wher-hide boots.
You introduce yourself, and Kessa gives you another smile. "So," She says, "What are you here for? I don't have anything that has to do with healing."
"I'm sorry," You say, "But I was supposed to see a young man about some buisiness, but it appears that he didn't tell me the correct way to get to his weyr. I heard your playing, and thought that it was good."
Kessa chuckles and blushes. "That would be Fhenyil. He's good at one thing, and that's giving bad directions. And thanks about my music. That's the one thing that I'm good at."
"So," You say, "Can you tell me where Fhenyil's weyr is?"
"It would be over two to the right, the one with the jagged-edged ledge," Kessa says, smiling at you and pointing. You turn and take your leave.
Picture from Dark Moon Weyr
