How does a simple conversation in the Gardens turn into a scene of bloody carnage? Take one crossbow, two misfired arrows, one rampaging ram, a weak tree branch and a waving leather jacket. Mix with one healer who can't outrun the ram, a goldrider with a bum rear, a sneaking bronzerider and a tree-climbing gardener. This equals one trampled, arrow-shot healer, one concussioned unconscious Junior WW, one tree-fallen, concussioned gardener, one cracked rib gardener's brother and one arrow-in-the-butt Weyrsecond. The five of them are now confined to the Infirmary. As for the ram? Sadly, there was no barbecue, although the ram is now history.
A Bolt from the Blue