As you enter, you nearly trip over a small green form. The tiny dragon opens her eyes and hisses slightly, eyes whirling orange as she slowly stuggles to her feet. A girl immediately goes up to the dragon, helping her up, and the dragon's eyes change from orange to blue. The girl grances up at you from the ground. "Hello. I'm Namir, and this is Tryphenth. She doesn't like people walking in the weyr when she's sleeping, so she always sleeps at the door. I'm going to have to find a fire-lizard to guard it, becuase too many people trip over her." She turns to the dragon, smiling slightly. "Not that it's your fault, lovely." She looks back at you. "Well, I guess you want to see the weyr. Tryphenth, can our visitor enter?" The dragon walks out of the way to allow you passage, her eyes tracking you as you enter the room. Inside a huge, heavy curtain much like one used on a stage takes up two of the four walls. Another wall is partially covered by a tapestry, but peering at it you can see a well-lit semicircle holding a bed and bath. Namir smiles at you. "Like it? The room was once used for a junior queen, but we're a little short of dragons so I got my pick. Especially since they knew I'd have to take care of an egg." She hands you a thin book with a brown hide cover. "Go ahead and look through the journal if you wish."
