Post by D'gellin on Jul 8, 2008 10:41:57 GMT -5
((I HATE WRITING HISTORIES D8 So that's why it's blatantly lame. XD But I've been itching to bring Brell in for a loooong time. :3))
Character Name: Brell
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Preference: Females
Previous Position: Dragonrider
Current Position: Dragonrider
Appearance:
Built broad and thick-boned, Brell is as strong as her hardy laugh. Light brown eyes twinkle from a freckled face, tanned with years in the sun. Her fiery mass of thick curling red hair is pulled back into a pell-mell mess that escapes into her face, hot and bothersome in warm climates but even more unmanageable were it to be cut. Her voice booms and she swaggers when she walks, her heavy boots clunking on the ground to announce her entrance before she can even round a corner to be seen. A smile is never far from her lips and despite every effort to remain stern, Brell just can't keep a straight face if she ever tried to hide her amusement. Reclining at a well-postured height of an average man, Brell is certainly a force to be reckoned with physically, though not necessarily an intimidating persona. The right side of her face, if one were to pull away her bush of hair to see it, is marred by a series of thread-scores that match an equally unpleasant racking across her right shoulder and upper arm, reminiscent of a large burn.
Personality:
Brell is every bit as jovial as a cheerfully drunk. She spends her days laughing off the bad and dwelling in the good. She's easy-going, a joker, and both a natural conversationalist and story-teller. But because she takes things so lightly, she often doesn't recognize when enough is enough, and has a tendency to take things, like an innocent rib nudge, too far. Brell is course in language and demeanor, blissfully uneducated in the etiquettes of polite society. She does as she pleases and smiles away protests…Or throws a wicked right hook.
History:
Although Brell lacks a particularly eventful past, that doesn’t mean she didn’t enjoy it. She grew up an only child under the tutelage of her Fisher father, as her mother had died in childbirth. And while her gender left her on land, Brell eagerly joined in with the sailors once they came ashore. She could often be found waiting on the bluffs for the tell-tale sails of her father’s ship and listening to the stories woven by drunken Fisher folk once they pulled into port. Consequently, she picked up a lot of her quirks from these men. Brell stayed with her aunt and uncle while her father was off, and took part in the usual chores allotted to children. But at the young age of twelve, a searchdragon singled her out and she soon found herself impressed to her loveable blue Brueth. Life progressed without much variation from every dragonrider’s life, aside from a fairly serious slip up during her first participation in fighting thread. Brueth’s strange infatuation with one particular green left her the mother of a little girl, who was later named Trilia. But Brell was never a particularly motherly sort, and the child was customarily placed in foster care. When whispers of a massive jump to the future caught her ear, Brell was eager to join in on the commotion.
Position in Family: Only child
Pets: n/a
Alignment: Loyalist
Dragon Colour: Blue
Dragon Personality:
Not unlike his rider, Brueth is built stockily, more resembling a small brown than the large blue that he is. He isn't quite as speedy as his blue brothers, but can certainly keep a steady pace longer. That alone could sum Brueth up. He plows on through obstacles and life without question. He's a fairly docile creature with larger than average eyes that give him an innocently pleading look. His hide is a shimmering pastel blue, his back spattered almost entirely with tiny flecks of midnight navy. His right wing, however, much like Brell, is raked with thread scores. Brueth is, for all his bulk, fairly simple-minded, but has managed to pick up on a few choice bits of information that he just can't seem to let go of. And you'll never find a more loveable lump.
Dragon's Name: Brueth
Preferred Dragon Ability: Strength, Allure, Rescue/Search
Relation to Existing Character: Mother of Trilia
RP History: I don't know.
Five years?
Familiarity with Pern: Um...Lessie...*counts up her books* Almost 9?
How you found out about our site: DIVINE INTERVENTION! D8
Character Name: Brell
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Preference: Females
Previous Position: Dragonrider
Current Position: Dragonrider
Appearance:
Built broad and thick-boned, Brell is as strong as her hardy laugh. Light brown eyes twinkle from a freckled face, tanned with years in the sun. Her fiery mass of thick curling red hair is pulled back into a pell-mell mess that escapes into her face, hot and bothersome in warm climates but even more unmanageable were it to be cut. Her voice booms and she swaggers when she walks, her heavy boots clunking on the ground to announce her entrance before she can even round a corner to be seen. A smile is never far from her lips and despite every effort to remain stern, Brell just can't keep a straight face if she ever tried to hide her amusement. Reclining at a well-postured height of an average man, Brell is certainly a force to be reckoned with physically, though not necessarily an intimidating persona. The right side of her face, if one were to pull away her bush of hair to see it, is marred by a series of thread-scores that match an equally unpleasant racking across her right shoulder and upper arm, reminiscent of a large burn.
Personality:
Brell is every bit as jovial as a cheerfully drunk. She spends her days laughing off the bad and dwelling in the good. She's easy-going, a joker, and both a natural conversationalist and story-teller. But because she takes things so lightly, she often doesn't recognize when enough is enough, and has a tendency to take things, like an innocent rib nudge, too far. Brell is course in language and demeanor, blissfully uneducated in the etiquettes of polite society. She does as she pleases and smiles away protests…Or throws a wicked right hook.
History:
Although Brell lacks a particularly eventful past, that doesn’t mean she didn’t enjoy it. She grew up an only child under the tutelage of her Fisher father, as her mother had died in childbirth. And while her gender left her on land, Brell eagerly joined in with the sailors once they came ashore. She could often be found waiting on the bluffs for the tell-tale sails of her father’s ship and listening to the stories woven by drunken Fisher folk once they pulled into port. Consequently, she picked up a lot of her quirks from these men. Brell stayed with her aunt and uncle while her father was off, and took part in the usual chores allotted to children. But at the young age of twelve, a searchdragon singled her out and she soon found herself impressed to her loveable blue Brueth. Life progressed without much variation from every dragonrider’s life, aside from a fairly serious slip up during her first participation in fighting thread. Brueth’s strange infatuation with one particular green left her the mother of a little girl, who was later named Trilia. But Brell was never a particularly motherly sort, and the child was customarily placed in foster care. When whispers of a massive jump to the future caught her ear, Brell was eager to join in on the commotion.
Position in Family: Only child
Pets: n/a
Alignment: Loyalist
Dragon Colour: Blue
Dragon Personality:
Not unlike his rider, Brueth is built stockily, more resembling a small brown than the large blue that he is. He isn't quite as speedy as his blue brothers, but can certainly keep a steady pace longer. That alone could sum Brueth up. He plows on through obstacles and life without question. He's a fairly docile creature with larger than average eyes that give him an innocently pleading look. His hide is a shimmering pastel blue, his back spattered almost entirely with tiny flecks of midnight navy. His right wing, however, much like Brell, is raked with thread scores. Brueth is, for all his bulk, fairly simple-minded, but has managed to pick up on a few choice bits of information that he just can't seem to let go of. And you'll never find a more loveable lump.
Dragon's Name: Brueth
Preferred Dragon Ability: Strength, Allure, Rescue/Search
Relation to Existing Character: Mother of Trilia
RP History: I don't know.
Five years?Familiarity with Pern: Um...Lessie...*counts up her books* Almost 9?
How you found out about our site: DIVINE INTERVENTION! D8
Brueth's name was decided on ages ago. I didn't even notice the similarity. XD;;