Many turns ago, a small group of Riders and holders found their dull lives rather lacking. In search of a more interesting lifestyle, they fled their weyrs to the fabled Southern continent.

"Let us make our own Weyr!" was their sovereign cry.

There, they found the continent mostly uninhabited, but a paradise. There, thread holds little threat, allowing the Dragon Riders a place of peace (although some still aid the North in the fights against thread). There, they may pursue other activities and enjoy a life of leisure.

Or so they thought. (Dun dun dun~~)

As time passes, these brave Riders soon discover that paradise isn't all it's cracked up to be. With more time on their hands, chaos is given the opportunity to strike at every turn. Filled with natural disasters, human error, and the paranormal(?!), this weyr is a far cry from a relaxing paradise. But that's what makes it so sharding interesting.

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The Earthling Version

Once upon a time, two forum-lurkers found their role-playing escapades to be quite dull. Neither of them were particularly popular despite their mad writing prowess and creativity. Both of them were left out and ignored by the more popular members.
Then, one of them proclaimed an interesting idea.

"Let us make our own Weyr!" she cried.

And thus, Westing Weyr was born to be a sanctuary for those left behind.

Unfortunately for the poor residents of the internet, these two role-players and writers were particularly manic, bringing schemes both seen and unseen. Where this takes the Weyr and its inhabitants, no one knows.