T'fan shrugged. "You may use any set that you wish. You are a Queen rider. One day you may be senior Queen rider in a Were. You need to learn to act like one. As for who's these were, I have no idea." He turned to look at the Tanner Journeyman, who simply shrugged.<br/><br/>"The Master Tanner might know... But, I doubt it."<br/><br/>T'fan finished appraising the harness. "In my opinion, this is a good est of straps. Old, but not worn out. The Were is rich enough that it can afford new straps but Pern itself is not so rich that she can always afford to give them, so we will make do. Here". He thrust the harness into Neryma's arms and sstrode out to where their dragons waited, curiously. Brown Gorth was only slightly larger than the still growing queen, he noted.<br/><br/><em>If she rose I could fly her</em><br/><br/><em>You have aspirations above your station, my friend. Besides we have weremates already. What of M'tan and Kareth?</em><br/><br/>Gorth didn't reply and T'fan smiled wryly. "Okay girl, put them on her".<br/><br/>((OOC, does anyone know what's happened to Wretched? T'fan was supposed to be a NPC and he's turning into my main character!))