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Post by Shikai on Aug 16, 2007 23:24:17 GMT -5
Green Riders Candidatemaster Q'tris, rider of Minth Weyrhealer C'lyn, rider of Greylith Skye, rider of Calith Toni, rider of Mosawyth Minelli, rider of Elainuth Anya, rider of Lyonesth Calysta, rider of Luneth K'ji, rider of Blancheurth Ravyna, rider of Igrainth T'ril, rider of Vereth [/center]
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Post by Shikai on Aug 16, 2007 23:28:58 GMT -5
Character Name: Q'tris (Quetris)
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Preference: Men
Previous Position: Holder
Current Position: Greenrider
Appearance: Q'tris is a rather pretty looking man, with almond-shaped hazel eyes and a petite figure. His hair is a deep black color that brushes into his eyes but is cut clean at his neck. His movements are moderately elegant and refined, his fingers deft and nimble. He's fairly skinny, not built like most dragonriders, as he’s somehow unable to harden his muscles very much. Though that doesn't bother him, as he, personally, thinks he looks better without the bulk. Q'tris is more prone to frowns than smiles, unless he's around his daughter, and his brows are almost perpetually furrowed in some form of frustration.
Personality: Q'tris is a doting and loving parent; doing everything in his power to keep Trilia happy. But once his daughter isn't around, he reverts to a more serious personage. He applies very strictly to the rules and doesn't approve of bending them by any means. Because of this, he's always on edge; nervous and anxious. Little things will make him feel cornered and he'll lash out violently if he feels threatened. Think along the lines of a feline. But Q'tris does have a general love for life; it's simply a matter of relaxing every now and then. Usually this can be achieved with a good wine, something he's never sparse on drinking. And he makes a jolly good drunk at that.
History: Quetris began his life as nothing more spectacular than a drudge. He worked tirelessly in the kitchens of the hold he inhabited for turns, never expecting very much of himself. The head chef was a loud, strict man, who brought down violent judgment on anyone who questioned him or didn't work hard enough. And as a result, Quetris' honor to the rules became severe. Over time he even began barking out orders to those who weren't working properly.
But time began to wear on Quetris; the fruitless work was depressing, and he discovered with some disgust that the only things worth looking at in the kitchens were the men. All of whom were covered in filth. Both perplexed by his inclinations and thoroughly miserable with his hand in life, Quetris started taking every opportunity to get outside of the kitchens and out into the sun, usually through chores. In one such errand, a nineteen-turn-old Quetris was surprised to find a line of young men and women standing before a handsome blue dragon. Even more surprising, however, was when the faceted orbs looked quite suddenly towards Quetris and the dragon's rider welcomed him over a moment later. Before Quetris knew it, he was being whisked off to candidacy, absolutely elated to be free of drudge work.
On his first standing he impressed his beautiful green Minth, and together they conquered everything that came at them with elegant grace. Q'tris couldn't have been happier. Sure his life had started off a little rough, but things had smoothed over fairly well! That is, until a twentyone-turn-old Q'tris woke up in bluerider Brell's weyr instead of his weyrmate's after Minth’s most recent flight. Quite the most unexpected place to find himself. For one, Brell was a female, and two, Brell was about as interested in men as Q'tris was interested in women. Well, nothing came of the venture and the two departed as though nothing had happened (though it strained on his relationship with his lover). That is, until a few months later when Q’tris discovered he was going to be a father.
The result of the most bizarre situation Q'tris had ever been in was a premature, bright blue eyed angel that he fell absolutely in love with upon sight. Brell placed the child in foster care, as was custom, and rarely took notice of the child, but Q'tris was not so easily placated. He took the liberty of naming the little girl Trilia, after his mother, and made a point to visit her, his first and only child (for obvious reasons), as often as possible. He drew strength from her smiles, something he grew to need the more he visited, as his weyrmate did not take kindly to Q'tris facination with the babe and left him a little less than a turn after Trilia's birth.
But as Trilia reached the age of eleven turns, Q'tris began to wonder what would become of the child. She showed no interest in any kind of craft, preferring instead to be among dragons at all times. Minth confided in Q'tris that she had spoken with the other dragons and many agreed that Trilia would make a fine candidate once she was older. And this suited Q'tris just fine. But when Q'tris overheard two bronzeriders speaking in hushed tones of a massive time jump to the future, Q'tris nervously looked into the rumor. And sure enough, Aviciath and hers were planning to take the best and flee to the future, where they would begin dragonkind anew. Fearing that all hope of his daughter becoming a dragonrider was about to be snatched away, Q'tris took the jump with the others. But planning it was a little more difficult than most; he was bringing his precious Trilia with him. Their 'death' was arranged to be an accident, where Q'tris took his daughter out for a ride on Minth, 'unknowingly' into a storm. Before they could escape Minth fell and Q'tris and dear Trilia went with her.
Now faced with a new era, Q'tris is still a little off-balance. His biggest fear is what might become of him and his daughter if the weyrwoman discovered that he'd brought little Trilia with him. It isn't as though he can pretend she was searched in this new time, as he had often been seen back home with his daughter merrily skipping at his side. But there's always the chance that they never took note of the greenrider and child. In any case, he certainly isn't about to bring it to the attention of anyone.
Position in Family: Middle child of three
Dragon Colour: A light, minty green with a splash of slightly darker creamy green on her muzzle and forearms.
Dragon's Name: Minth
Dragon Personality: Minth is much more relaxed than her rider, always seeing things from a calm perspective while Q'tris is freaking out. She takes her time and feels no need to rush, moving with delicate elegance and speaking with a rich mind voice.
Abilities:
Strength: 5 Concentration: 11 Agility: 6 Team Coordination: 10 Creativity: 9 Allure: 12 Rescue: 17
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Post by Shikai on Feb 15, 2008 16:17:04 GMT -5
Name: C'lyn
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Previous Position: Green rider, Journeyman Dragon Healer
Appearance: C'lyn stands 5ft8inches tall and he has shoulder length light brown hair with natural honey blond streaks in it, with a few random gray strands appearing here and there. His eyes are a dazzling dark blue with flecks of amber in them. He has an athletic build and tanned skin. He has a scar starting at his left shoulder and traveling across his back, stopping between his shoulder blades. The scar is from a fight that he tried to stop at the gather and one of the trouble makers drew a knife on him and attacked him
Personality: C'lyn is generally a flirt, but not as bad as he once was. He is quick to make friends and loyal to them. He has an easy going manner until his skills as a healer is needed, then he is serious. His bedside manner is very good, he has a skill of putting his patent as ease while helping them.
History: C'lyn grew up in a small hold then his parents sent him to Healer hall where he studied until the day he was searched at 18, having earned the rank of Journeyman healer. At Artemis Weyr he studied under and assisted the Master Dragon Healer Gaylen, growing quite fond of her. He was very pleased when Gaylen's blue flew his green Greylith. He was nearly devastated when one evening Gaylen and her blue went between and Greylith lost contact with Alabanth. He and Greylith grieved for many days, wanting nothing more then to follow their loved ones between, but C'lyn want to help people finally snapped him out of his grief enough to continue on as a Healer. To this day he is a changed man, no longer the flirty cheerful green rider he once was, but more sober and subdued.
Pets: Green Flit Rhapsody and Gold flit Caylith (If you don't want a gold flit, I can have her be lost in time)
Dragon Colour: Green
Dragon Name: Greylith
Dragon Appearance: Greylith is a dark emerald green with a splash of lighter green on the end of her muzzle, like she dipped it into a can of lighter green paint.
Dragon Personality: Greylith is a graceful green, flirty like most, but has a serious side that greatly helps when she is with her rider tending injured dragons and riders. She has a sharp sense of humor and an unusually quick wit for a green.
Abilities:
Strength: 5 Concentration: 10 Agility: 12 Team Coordination: 12 Creativity: 8 Allure: 14 Rescue: 9
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Post by Shikai on Feb 20, 2008 22:35:17 GMT -5
Character Name: Skye
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Preference: Bisexual
Previous Position: Kitchen Drudge, wing rider
Current Position: Green rider
Appearance: Skye stands 5' 7" and has a slim build, hardly weighing in at 110 pounds soaking wet. She has curves in the right places, but not overly curvy, just right. Her hair is a rich auburn red, thick and curly. Her eyes are a bright, rich emerald green, slightly tilted up at the corners giving them an almond shape. Her complexion is fair and is easily burned if she isn't careful. She has a slight dusting of freckles across the bridge of her nose.
Personality: Skye is as flirtatious as they come, whether it is with a male or a female and has been known to simply sit on someone's lap to get their attention. But if the situation calls for it Skye can take the lead and make people pay attention.
History: Skye was born to parents in a traveling caravan. She was told that their names were Cybil and Stephen, but she can't remember them. When she was very young Renegades attacked the Caravan her family was in. She and her three sisters survived along with a few of the older people that the Renegades didn't bother with. She and her sisters were taken to a nearby Hold to be raised among the drudge women. She was the middle child, her youngest sister requiring a wet nurse did not survive more then two seven days, dieing of a fever. She and her two surviving sisters became close, almost inseparable. They learned at a young age to avoid the Lord Holder who despised children, even his own. When she was twelve she wasn't fast enough in leaving a room when she heard him approaching, but thankfully her womanly figure was starting to develop and he didn't so much as give her a second glance as he passed her.
Her younger sister Sybyll, now nine moved away with the woman who had mothered them, not wanting to be away from the only mother she had really know. Skye and her older sister, Alyce, chose to stay and work for the Lord holder, cooking and cleaning. When Skye was 17 and her sister 20 they learned about the pleasures that could be found behind closed doors from the Lord holder, the man they feared as children now lavished them, and half the female population over 14, with attention and gifts.
When she was 19 a Search rider from Artemis arrived at the Hold. He and the Lord Holder spoke for hours, seeming to know each other from the friendly way they treated each other. While the men were talking she and her sister had slipped outside to get a closer glimpse at the Blue the rider had arrived on. They were awed by the lovely creature, having never seen a dragon close up before, only seeing them in the air. Skye couldn't look away even when the great Blue had looked straight at her, she felt honored that he would even notice her. Not long after that she was informed that she must pack her things and go with the rider. She was confused at first, then the rider gently explained that his Blue felt that she would impress if she stood on the sands.
Skye was giddy as she packed her things, her sister silent through the process. Skye and her sister had a long tearful good bye and the Lord Holder was reluctant to let her go, but glad that one from his hold had a chance to impress.
Once they reached the weyr, Skye wasn't there very long before the hatching was beginning. The clutch was small, thread on the decline now, but still a threat. She was trembling as she stood on the sands, fear and excitement all rolled together. She was mesmerized by the eggs rocking and twitching on the sands before one split open. Everything was a blur after that and some how in the middle of all the rush and excitement she had managed to impress a lovely Green with an ivy green hide and dark forest green streaks along her eye ridges and down the length of her tail. Green Calith. When the graduated from weyrling hood they flew a few Thread Falls before they dwindled away. They still wanted to fight, it being the reason they were in the weyr in the first place. They decided to follow Sitareh forward.
Position in Family: Middle child of four. Though her youngest sister at a very young age from a fever. Pets:
Alignment: Rebel
Dragon Colour: Ivy green with darker forest green streaks along her eye ridges and the length of the tail
Dragon Personality: Loves to gossip and flirt nearly as much as her rider. She loves to lounge in the sun.
Dragon's Name: Calith
Abilities:
Strength: 7 Concentration: 9 Agility: 12 Team Coordination: 12 Creativity: 5 Allure: 15 Rescue: 10
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Post by Shikai on Jul 25, 2008 23:23:12 GMT -5
Character Name: Toni
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Preference: Males
Previous Position: Weyrbrat
Current Position: Greenrider
Appearance: Small, at five foot three inches, she is a very short girl. A short curtain of hair, just long enough to reach her chin and swing around her face like a veil. A small nose, hazel dreamer eyes, they are contradicted by the stubborn tilt of her chin and the flat plains of her face. Framed by thick lashes, she has just a freckle of two dusting her face, giving her a cute quality that she despises. Very small, very thin, she looks delicate, as though she's about to break. Oh contrar, my dear reader. A girl that can take a beating, silently and without noise she is.
Personality: Very quiet, very shy, Toni is painfully so. She doesn't talk to people, can't without stuttering. She was only Standing because she was a Weyrbrat, and no one expected her to Impress. However, that is after impression. Before Impression, she was quiet, often on her own, exploring out and around the slowly emptying Weyr as the Dragonrider's disapeared, as they died. Expected to be loud and bossy, she shrank down quieter and shyer as she was yelled and and ignored in equal measures.
After Impression, she was found that the more trouble her small Green would get into, the more she had to talk, and stick up for herself. She still is very quiet, but she can hold her own a little more. Underneath the quiet hard mask is a girl that is scared of everything. Scared of boys, scared of girls, scared of Flights, scared of everything and anything. She can only throw on the mask and be backed by her dragon.
History: Toni's mother is the one and only Weyrwoman of Artemis Weyr, her father the Weyrleader at the moment. Toni was birthed, expected to be a boy. Instead, they had a girl who was small, not quite good for anything. However, the Weyrwoman thought that the girl would be a good Weyrwoman, and kept her around, training her basically. Toni, who really didn't want a Queen, often-times explored the older Weyr's to get out of the lessons. At ten she stood, and the Queen Egg was laid. Instead of going to the girl that was wishing her away, she went the other way, and Toni was safe... Until the Weyrwoman caught her. Scorned, openly riddled, the lashing her mother gave her with her tongue killed the young girl inside part of it.
The old Queen managed to fly once more, but no Gold was hatched. Instead a Green popped out, Mosawyth, loudly striking down several girls and claiming TONIMINE, COME HERE NOW AND FEED THE LOVELY, YOURS, MOSAWYTH. Loudly. VERY loudly. So, Toni feed her green, and took the Weyrling Lessons just like everyone else. It was just as she had graduated that with two turns she had found a small piece of hide -- a letter, showing where the Gold had really gone. Toni was gone in a flash, on her just old enough gorgeous green, ready to beat it out of there.
Position in Family: Middle
Pets: --------------
Alignment: Loyalist
Dragon
Dragon Colour: A cool moss green, she isn't dull. Indeed, no, she is a quiet color that shines brightly without an oiling, and it's soft look makes you want to sink your hand in it. Of course, it really isn't that soft, but it looks like it. Dragon Personality: Loud, obnoxious, flirty, demanding, queenly, the lord of attention. She want's it, she want's it now, and she will get it by god.
Dragon's Name: Mosawyth
Dragon's Abilities:
Strength: 5 Concentration: 10 Agility: 8 Team Coordination: 10 Creativity: 12 Allure: 16 Search/Rescue: 9
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Post by Shikai on Sept 7, 2008 15:08:18 GMT -5
Character Name: T'ril ( Tyrilen )
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Preference: He's probably like a 5 on that scale. ( AKA pretty dang gay. :3 )
Previous Position: Slacker
Current Position: Wingrider
Appearance: At first glance, T'ril seems like a classic villain. He's pale to the point of looking like a corpse, a comparison worsened by his black hair and dark eyes. He's a bit on the short side at 5' 7" and he tries to keep his form healthy sized, since he hates being mistaken for a zombie as much as the next guy. The greenrider keeps his hair cut short for visibility on dragonback, though it's been awhile since his last cut. He stays fit through normal dragonrider training, going so far as volunteering for fire-stoning duty sometimes.
Personality: T'ril is a flirt. Like the green he rides, he can be shameless. He mostly tries to be subtle, but occasionally acts out just to get a rise out of people. He likes to joke around and, even if it's not sexual, to be in contact with others. This is not to say he doesn't make casual touching into something else every once in a while, but it's not a necessary thing for him.
Of course, like all humans, T'ril has another side- one that won't be seen except by the closest of his friends. The greenrider acts like he's so carefree because of his father's attitude towards Vereth. In his mind, if T'ril acts like it was all his idea to ride a "lowly green," then others will overlook the reflection of his character. Like all dragonriders, T'ril cannot imagine any way that Vereth could be improved, but does hide some insecurities about what others will think of her, if they can't see her merits.
History: T'ril was a weyr inhabitant from birth. His mother was a pretty greenrider like himself, named Siarille. His father was a bronzerider by the name of T'lon. His parents left him to be raised in the lower caverns, but occasionally did take a hand in raising him. In such a way, T'ril grew up like most weyrbrats- sheltered and a bit spoiled. He couldn't see how holders lived like they did, and in this way never knew the hardships of trying to scratch out a living or learning a craft.
When T'ril was only twelve years old, his parents pushed him into a hatching. T'ril was still trying to figure out why he was suddenly suitable to girls, much less dragons. He knew that one day he'd be a dragonrider, but he couldn't understand why it had to be this day!
Unfortunately, or fortunately in T'ril's private thoughts, he didn't impress at this hatching. Or the next. Or the next. Finally, when he was almost sixteen, at his fourth hatching, his parents had almost given up hope. But then Vereth made a spectacular entrance and a beeline to T'ril. T'ril and his mother were overjoyed that his day had come and he was joining the ranks of riders. His father, not so much. T'ril couldn't understand what the problem was- after all, wasn't Mother a greenrider? What was wrong with that? Only a scant few days after the boy graduated from Weyrling to full-fledged rider did the icy relations finally blow up.
He and his father had a huge yelling match over Vereth in the kitchens, when his father admitted that he had wanted T'ril to follow in his footsteps, or at least become a brownrider and a good wingsecond. The argument escalated quickly, and before a large crowd could gather, his father went so far as to imply that T'ril was lax in certain areas and a leech on Weyr resources.
Obviously, this didn't sit well with T'ril, and so he leapt at the first chance to jump ahead, though he over estimated the time by a few months.
Position in Family: His parents were both dragonriders, so he's sure he's got at least a few half siblings about.
Pets: Let's just say that T'ril was never the best at caring for his pets.
Alignment: Apathetic, but if he had to chose, probably Rebel.
Dragon Colour: Green
Dragon Personality: Vereth, like most greens, is flighty. She's a complete flirt, thinking first of potential flight material and only second of duty. She has a vain streak, and prides herself on her deep lime tone. When not flirting or primping, though, Vereth can be exceedingly calm and collected for a dragon of her color. If she's not interested in you, she is quite capable of holding an intelligent and sane conversation. She privately thinks the queens are stealing "her" bronzes, but hold other greens in high regards. She enjoys the company of the non-metallic colors more, because she loathes censoring herself. Her vanity extends to her rider, to the point where if anyone says a word against him ( or his appearance ) she'll practically bite their head off.
Dragon's Name: Vereth
Dragon's Abilities:
Strength: 9 Concentration: 8 Agility: 12 Team Coordination: 6 Creativity: 10 Allure: 15 Search/Rescue: 10
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Post by Shikai on Jan 21, 2009 23:00:14 GMT -5
Character Name: Minelli (Min for short)
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Preference: Straight (Males)
Previous Position: Apprentice Harper (about to be made Journeyman, however, a year after if she hadn’t been searched)
Current Position: Junior Weyrling
Appearance: Minelli has medium lengthed blonde hair. Her figure is a result of being inside, her skin being very light, her figure petite and just barely muscular (though she is surprisingly strong). She has bright blue eyes that are deep sapphire colored. She is flexible enough to dance, and even though she’s a bit on the short side, she has long legs to accommodate for it.
Personality: Minelli is a person who is just bursting with music. She loves to sing and dance, and she isn’t afraid to speak out, though she doesn’t normally. A really great friend, though she doesn’t flirt (actually, she is absolutely clueless if a guy likes her), and reflects her friends emotions. She has major guilt trips, and is an extremely nice person.
History: Minelli’s father, Gorden, was a harper, her mother, Julianne, a trader. When she was three, her mother took her for a trading route. Her mother was killed in an upturning of the “caravan”, the runners having trampled all of them. Min was lucky to have lived throughout it all, but something even worse happened. Traumatized by the whole ideal, the young girl did not speak for nearly five years. She went to live with her father and older brother, surrounded by music and dancing. Her father was always hoping that she would speak again. But she didn’t for almost five years, and Gorden found he had forgotten what her voice sounded like.
But finally, when she was eight, she spoke. At a gathering, her father was singing, she sitting at a table to the side. In the middle of the song, her father’s voice cracked; every thing went silent, the instruments cutting off immediately. Gorden was known as a wonderful singer, so everyone was shocked at the sudden lapse in his voice. Min, not wanting the gather to end, started to sing. Speaking for the first time in five years, her voice was definitely different, much more mature, but didn’t even falter. She had a wonderful singing voice, she found out that night, and as everyone turned and stared, her father was grinning with pride.
So ever since then, she has sung and spoken to her heart’s content. Still terrified of caravans and runners (or at least the more rowdy ones), she has gotten over her speaking problem, and followed in her father’s footsteps as an apprentice harper. She studied hard and excelled, and a year before she would probably be turned into a Journeyman (Journeywoman, either or), she was searched by a dragonrider. Thinking that, maybe the weyr could use some song in their everyday life, she decided to go.
Oh, and when she was around thirteen, she impressed a green flit that her father gave her. She named her Mini, since she was so small that people that she wouldn’t survive, and she was emerald green. But she had a surprisingly beautiful singing voice.
Position in Family: Youngest of two
Dragon's Name: Elainuth
Dragon's Appearance: Elainuth is a classic forest green with two faded yet visible stripes of sea green. These stripes travel horizontally down the sides of her body from her front legs, under her wings, to her hindquarters. Once they reach her flanks, the stripes branch out in a thin spiderwebbing of fern green on her hind legs. This gives her a streamlined appearance, which is fitting, for she is well-proportioned and moves gracefully.
Dragon's Personality: An innocent sweetheart, Elainuth is quite naïve to the ways of the world. She is a dreamer, always fantasizing about romance and winning in Dragon Tournaments. Fighting Thread would definitely take second place in her mind, for there are so many other exciting pursuits in life, including her social life. Elainuth is a fairly outgoing green when socializing with other dragons. She finds herself slightly confused in love, attracted to nearly all of the males she meets and becoming easily smitten. It will be up to her rider to offer guidance and to keep her head on straight. It will also prove to be quite a challenge for her rider, if she isn’t interested in socializing with others at the moment, to resist Elainuth in one of her chatty moods.
Dragon's Abilities:
Strength: 6 Concentration: 11 Agility: 8 Team Coordination: 4 Creativity: 11 Allure: 16 Search/Rescue Skill: 14
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Post by Shikai on Jan 21, 2009 23:00:32 GMT -5
Character Name: Anya
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Preference: Males
Previous Position: Apprentice Smith
Current Position: Junior Weyrling
Appearance: Anya has hair that would be classified as red, although in color it is more golden with very red tint, as is common in natural red hair. This is of medium length, cut and shaped in a rounded fashion around her face, stopping just little above her shoulders. It has no waves or curls, but is straight except for the way it curves around her face. Anya’s eyes are a light, grey-blue, set in a face with a complexion neither dark nor pale but a medium olive, with a few freckles splattered across her nose and cheeks, as well as her arms. Anya stands at a slightly shorter than average height for her age at 5’1, and has a slim, yet feminine build. She actually wishes she had fewer curves, as she would have been flirted with less at the Smithcraft Hall, and been able to concentrate better on her learning instead of worrying about being harassed. Despite her thinness, she is strong and her muscles are well developed, although not visibly so. Her face is rather circular in proportion, although the lines are a bit more angular from her temples to her chin. Her features are well proportioned, neither small nor large, which gives her an average appearance. Anya has an overall lithe and nimble appearance.
Personality: Anya is hardworking, and is easily bored when she doesn’t have a task to set her mind and body to, for she enjoys devoting herself fully to whatever she is assigned to do. Anya lives in the moment; rarely bothering to plan ahead when she can avoid it. She thinks planning is useless, because no one can foresee all the complications that will arise when the plan is put into motion, thinking that it is better to work on the fly. Anya has a logical, meticulous mind, and she enjoys solving problems as they come. She generally has a good idea of what will work and what is impossible, but is willing to try anything bordering on reckless within that range. She works well with other people and is best employed as someone to come up with an idea, rather than delegating tasks or leading others. Anya is spontaneous, optimistic, and not afraid to stand out. She can quite cynical at times, a result of the prejudice and harassment she suffered at the Smithcraft Hall, but she is generally upbeat and enthusiastic unless something happens to really annoy her.
History: Angall, a Jouneyman smith, was working at Tillek Hold, and came to meet the hold’s journeywoman harper, Loreya. The two got on very well, and became romantically involved. However, Loreya was recalled to the harper hall, having taught at the hold for two years, and it was there that Anya was born. She was put into the fostering system at Fort Hold, although she was able to see her parents frequently. Her father eventually came to Fort as well, and the two had another child, a boy they named Lorall. Anya grew up a happy holdbrat, and enjoyed playing with her brother and foster brother. When Anya came of age to be apprenticed, she had her heart set on becoming a smithcraft apprentice like her father, although the craft was one of those generally unaccommodating to women. However, due to ability to imagine and visualize things and methodical thinking, she was accepted into the craft as an apprentice, although her chances of being promoted to master, her greatest ambition, were incredibly low. However, she didn’t let this deter her, and strove to learn as much as she could. Anya was able to ignore the prejudice in the craft against her until, one by one, the other apprentices began to be promoted, but it appeared as though Anya had no chance of even attaining journeywoman rank. This is why, when a searchrider came and deemed her suitable for a dragon, she agreed to go to the south, to Araelen weyr. Anya decided that she would be happier in a weyr, where women could achieve ranks as high as men could, as goldriders.
Position in Family: Oldest: Younger brother Lorall. Younger foster brother Maeren.
Dragon Name: Lyonesth
Dragon’s Appearance: Lyonesth is the colour of sun-dappled leaves: a myriad of greens with flashes of gold, her hide is constantly shifting as the leaves of a tree do when tossed in the wind. Hints of darker, shadowed green contrast with lighter traces of gold-tinted green all along her form. Her wings are dark on the underside but light and vivid on top. Despite her stunning hide, Lyonesth is quite a diminutive green, and her legs may be judged quite short. As well, her neck is rather short, and her head seems somewhat too large for it. If it weren’t for these proportions, Lyonesth would be quite a contender in Allure competitions.
Dragon’s Personality: There is a stubborn, ambitious streak in Lyonesth that drives her in her pursuit of her goals. She is extremely confident in her ability to achieve whatever she desires. This confidence has imbued her with a certain level of haughtiness when interacting with other dragons, and she is thoroughly scornful of the weaker male dragons, interested only in strong browns and bronzes. If Lyonesth was ever proved wrong in this belief, she would fall for a blue. She is also highly confident in her rider’s abilities, trusting her fully and viewing her as the most capable rider there is.
Dragon’s Abilities:
Strength: 9 Concentration: 5 Agility: 10 Team Coordination: 13 Creativity: 5 Allure: 13 Search/Rescue Skill: 15
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Post by Shikai on Jan 21, 2009 23:01:58 GMT -5
Character Name: Calysta
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Preference: Males
Previous Position: Holder's mistress
Current Position: Junior Weyrling
Appearance: Calysta is of average height, standing 5' 5" and is petite in form with soft curves. He hair is a soft blond color and her eyes are a charming honey brown. Her skin is delicately tanned and she has a dusting of freckles across the bridge of her nose and across her cheeks.
Personality: She is mostly quiet and reserved, but she can be highly flirtatious if the mood strikes her, or if it will help her get her way. She is very stubborn, but will admit to any mistakes she makes. Put her in a kitchen and she is very happy indeed and knows some wonderful recipes for stews and desserts.
History: Calysta was born in a large hold where her mother, Alyssa, was the head kitchen woman and her father, Caleb, was the steward. She has two older brothers, Salem and Alex, who are very fiercely protective of her. When she was a young girl she would help her mother in the kitchen and learned all of her favored recipes and how to cook them rather well.
When she was fifteen the Lord Holder took a notice of her and approached her parents about her. At first they really did not like the Lord's attention of their only daughter, her brothers especially did not welcome the attention of the man. Calysta was kept in the dark about his attention until she turned sixteen and the Lord Holder seduced her. Her family was not happy, but they supported her in her decision to become his mistress. The Holder's wife had died a few years back in child birth to his heir.
Calysta was happy with being simply a mistress and he treated her well and never hit her. She was his mistress for three years before he became bored with her and found another. She was furious and hurt. She got her revenge by cooking a "special" meal for the Holder and his new mistress that kept them in the restroom for an entire day. With the knowledge of her successful revenge she left the hold that night and traveled to a smaller hold where she was searched by a Dragon and their rider who arrived the next day to fetch candidates for the clutch.
Position in Family: Youngest child of three.
Relationship to existing character: Sister to Salem.
Dragon's Name: Luneth
Dragon’s Appearance: Luneth has lovely algae green hide, marked by subtle, wave-like swirls of sea green. This colour is also found on her eye ridges and at her wing tips. Luneth is on the larger side for a green, although not by much. She is quite well-built, neither too stocky nor overly slender, although her head is longer and thinner than average.
Dragon’s Personality: Appropriate to her regal appearance, Luneth is a prudent dragon, never making decisions without careful thought. She is also quite clever, often surprising those who have the perception that all green dragons lack sensibility. This intelligence is obvious both in her speech and in her ability to learn new tasks. Luneth is very polite in her interactions with others, and she will artfully offer aid where needed. Despite her cautious and fairly unassuming nature, Luneth can be unexpectedly strong and determined. This will pose some challenges for her rider, for it will be difficult to sway Luneth once she has chosen a path, although she does highly value her rider’s opinion.
Dragon's Abilities:
Strength: 5 Concentration: 9 Agility: 8 Team Coordination: 11 Creativity: 8 Allure: 17 Search/Rescue Skill: 12
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Post by Shikai on Jan 21, 2009 23:02:17 GMT -5
Name: Kerji
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Preference: Males
Previous Position: Holder's Son
Current Position: Candidate
Appearance: Kerji stands at 5’4 in height and weighs 100 pounds even. He has thick, dark brown hair that has blonde streaks. His hair isn’t very long, only to the tip of his ears. Dull, almost lifeless, brown eyes look out at the world, warping it into some form of nightmare. Kerji is very pale, flushed red in the cheeks. He looks like a smith, muscular arms, washboard stomach, stony faced. Kerji is a late bloomer, going into puberty at the age of fifteen, there are still quite a few pimples here and there. Amongst his pimples are dozens of tiny little freckles dotting under his eyes and on his nose, which is rather large and slightly crooked (due to an injury).
Personality: Kerji was abused and tormented as a young boy. He collapsed in on himself, surrounded by sadness and anger. Kerji hardly ever talks, he’d rather be forgotten, a ghost just watching the world go by. One could hardly reach his outer shell, what about his inner one? The one that needs to be broken through is untouchable, Kerji’s made sure. Only one is allowed there, his dragon. Kerji is kind enough, helping others in dire circumstances, but he’d rather not.
History: Kerji was born at a small hold. He was always picked on because of his size and orientation. Kerji became distant and unreachable. One boy, two years younger than him started beating him up. Then more came. By the end of the torturous beatings Kerji had a broken nose and several large bruises. His parents, Zira and Pal, allowed him to go to Araelen Weyr for Kerji's sake. Kerji's sister, Rei, was very sympathetic and understanding when he told her. He left for the weyr without his sister, though he thought she would be searched...She never was.
Position in Family: Oldest of two
Dragon’s Name: Blancheurth
Dragon’s Appearance: There is no green darker than Blancheurth, for her hide appears nearly black. It is a deep forest green traced with black streaks all along her form. Thus, the green colour is only most obvious when Blancheurth is basking in the light of Rukbat, for the colour then flashes vividly in the golden rays. She is quite small and delicate for a green, with dainty wings and tiny limbs. Having a male rider may add some difficulty for Blancheurth in taking off from the ground.
Dragon’s Personality: Upon first meeting Blancheurth, her sweet nature is evident to all, for she greets everyone as potential friends. Even if she decides that a new acquaintance is not much to her liking, she will remain kind and friendly, giving everyone the benefit of the doubt. For those she chooses to befriend, Blancheurth is extremely loyal. This is also obvious in her strong commitment to her rider. She will defend him, both emotionally and physically, if she feels he has been wronged. Thus, despite her hesitance, Blancheurth hides a determined personality. She can be quite strong-minded at times, potentially causing conflict with her rider if they disagree. This conflict would never be more than a mild argument, though, for she respects her rider’s opinion above all.
Dragon’s Abilities:
Strength: 7 Concentration: 8 Agility: 14 Team Coordination: 6 Creativity: 7 Allure: 12 Search/Rescue Skill: 16
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