Post by menta on Jul 1, 2007 16:28:46 GMT -5
Name: Zylaera (Zee-lair-uh)
Gender: Female
Age/Birthday: 22 turns, Midsummer (On a day as hot as her temper, as her mother would say)
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: Greenrider (Sidus Wing), Apprentice Healer
Standing:
She is greatly angered by the Northern atitudes and would fully stand behind someone like Revonna who wanted to finally do something about the north. In her opinion, it is the dragonrider’s right to take over the North after how they have been forced to hide away.
Family:
MOTHER: Journeywomen Healer- Zyana, 49 years old. Unlike her daughter, Zyana is mild mannered and gentle. She has a tender hand for Healing and a voice of reason when things get chaotic. She was formally trained in a small Southern Healer Hall and was not so far away from attaining her mastery when she married to Thaern. She decided to forgo that goal in favor of raising a family at the Weyr. She has gray, blue eyes like Zy and similar hair; only hers is now streaked with gray. For a woman over 40 turns she has aged well and is sustaining good health aside from the rare cough.
FATHER: Holder (Weaver) - Thaern, (Thair-ne) 55 years old. He is a low ranking Weyrman who works as a stable hand in the Weyr. He met Zyana after a fire severely injured him. The same fire killed his young wife, Coria, pregnant with their first child. Zyana nursed him back in body and in spirit and they gradually fell in love. They have been married for 26 years. He is a rugged looking man and is the one who gave Zy her strong, wiry frame. Although his face is quite strong and handsome, his hair and eyes are both a rather plain brown. It seems as if Zylaera got the best of both her parents. He is very goiod with runners, and his position is one of the reasons Zy was able to have Lorka. He is as strong and able in his work as ever. Although he may raise his hand to a disobedient child at times, he is on the whole a good father; even if he may be prone to drinking a bit too much wine.
BROTHER Corthaene (Core-thaine), Journeyman Tanner (27) m. He is the eldest child of Zyana and Thaern. He is a strong young man working to attain his mastery. He married Allyopa a young Journeywoman Harper 6 turns ago. He is named in honor of Thaern’s unborn child with his wife Coria. He is currently working at Burach Weyrhold. He works diligently towards earning his Mastery, which he hopes to attain before his 30th birthday. He has dirty blonde hair and clear blue eyes.
Zylaera. 22 The willful young greenrider of Green Carseith. Still an apprentice Healer, as she has little time to devote to the craft.
SISTER Yanka (Yawn-kuh) Journeywoman Healer (21) m. A dutiful daughter with perhaps, almost half a brain. She is certainly beautiful, but is a bit of a giggling ditz. Zylaera enjoys her company greatly simply because she is so different from herself. Yanka was wed 6 turns ago to Jossen a Journeyman Healer at their Weyr. She has twins, a healthy little girl named Jokeenya and a boy, Thaezsen in honor of her deceased little brother. two young daughters and baby son. She just became a journeywoman and is working ard in this position. At that time both her and her husband are stationed in Lateo Weyrhold. Although she is perhaps not the brightest of the bunch, she does, really care about helping people. She has long, rich blonde hair and very beautiful blue eyes. She is moderately busty and has a desirable hourglass figure.
BROTHER Thaezyan (Thaeze-ee-yen) (deceased) He would have been 20 now, but died from fever at age 8. He was a blonde, bubbling boy, full of hope and life. Every year on his birthday, on the shortest night in winter, many people of the Lower Caverns celebrate his life by lighting a candle in their room. He was loved by many in the Weyr.
BROTHER N’ten (19) A rider at Sodalis, N’ten is the rider of Brown Duruth. Now that both he and Zy have mature dragons, they keep in touch regularily. He is a good rider who concentrates hard on all aspects of his work. He is not as naturally talented as Zy but he has a very good heart, he hopes that Zy will to become a dragonrider too. He has brown hair and pure gray eyes.
SISTER Thenzel (Then-zul)(17) A darling little thing who is quite small for her age, she has pretty blue eyes and strawberry hair. She is expected to head off to a southern Harper Hall in the coming months. Her voice is a sweet soprano and she is quite skilled on the flute.
SISTER Yeetha (Yee-thuh) (16) She is quite silly; often getting into trouble. Like her father her features are rather plain and her hair is a simple brown, but she always has a mischievous twinkle in her eye and is beloved by many. She wishes to follow in N’ten’s footsteps and become a Dragonrider. She hopes that she and Zy will be riders together. She has stood several ties but has yet too Impress, however she dooesn't give up. she is also trying to avoid and engangement to a distant relative of a minor holder.
SISTER Aeranya (Air-ah-nee-yuh).(She would have been 14)-She was a sad creature. After a runner accident she was paralyzed from the waist down until her death two turns ago, when she finalyl succumed to her weak immune system.
BROTHER Zorthen (Zore-then) (13) - A lot like his younger brother Thaeyor, almost inseperable. Theyre quite the pair of rascals and look incredibly like eachother with red/brown hair and grey eyes.
BROTHER Thaeyor (Thay-ore) (12)- The younger half of the Zorthen and Thayor pair.
NIECE/NEPHEWS:
Yanka and Jossen-
TWINS Jokeenya (Jo-keen-yuh) and Thaezsen (Thayze-sen) (6-twins) These kids are healthy and happy with their parents. They both have Yanka’s blue eyes and a fuzz of Jossen’s red hair. They weren’t so lucky at birth though and would have died if not for the fact that their grandmother happens to be a very adept healer. Even so it was a tough deilvery and they have continued to be somewhat undersized as they grow older.
DAUGHTER Kyassa (Kee-yah-sah) (5) .
DAUGHTER Jone (Joan) (3)
SON Yassen (Yah-senn) (8 months) .
Corthaene and Allyopa -
SON Thoral (Thore-al) (4)
SON Cyael (Kee-yael) (3)
DAUGHTER Corllyopa (Corr-lee-oh-pah) (2)
She has no children herself. Not that she hasn't been pregnant but a quick trip between takes care of the unwanted baby problems. She's not a motherly type.
Pets: She hasone now, as she had to give up her runner.
Has a little, green flit named Sudi (Soo-dee), a darling little pet constantly trying to please Zy. She preens constantly and she flirts outrageously with all the blue, brown, and bronze flits in the area. She often disappears for days often coming back confused after heading off to deliver a message. Sudi keeps Zy occupied on those rare times when she has a moment off.
Appearance:
She is slight and athletic looking, standing 5’7” and weighing 130Ib. Her frame is lithe and trim from working and riding with her dragon. Her breasts are small and firm and her body is relatively curve less yet still looks satisfactorily womanly at the same time. Her legs are perhaps unproportionaly long but that has never done any harm, her arms are of the same trend. Her stomach is flat and muscled, as is her butt. To her dismay, that is what happens riding dragonback and doing chores in the lower caverns for her whole life. Her legs are well muscled as well and although not huge in mass, they have a lot of strength in the wiry tissue. The only noticeable flaw in her body is her left hand. 10 years ago she fell of a Weyr runner and broke three of her fingers and her wrist; to this day they stick out at a slightly odd angle.
Her one vain feature is her hair, which she refuses to cut and leaves it extremely long. At first glance her blonde, bordering on strawberry hair is nothing special. But, in the light it is truly stunning. You can see the highlights running through the silky strands, gold and straw, red and auburn; even rich brown sometimes. Many colors sparkle through her hair. She only ever puts it up when forced to tie it up under her riding helmet.
A chiseled face with high cheekbones and square jaw that might seem too severe, if not for her round and small mouth that is always curved in half smile. It is as if she has some secret joke unknown to anyone but herself. Her brows are well arched and they give her face an even more dominant air.
Her eyes are a clear, light blue outlined in gray they are extremely expressive, intelligent eyes often showing her mood. Be it amusement, anger, passion, excitement or humor you can easily see by her eyes. They seem to dance with some inner light. They are almond shaped and when she is extremely angry (which is not so uncommon) they can look venomous.
She has a small, slashed scar going through her left eyebrow. She received this scar after taunting a Journeyman Smith’s son so badly he through the nails he was working on at her. She bares the scar as a symbol of shame for her wrongdoings and mean-spirited actions of the past.
Her skin is quite pale due to previous northern lineage and only a few freckles dot across her nose. She is not nearly as dark as many of the people in the south. Her skin is smooth and soft, it is unblemished except for a few scars she received throughout her life.
She carries herself with dignity and pride, her posture is exceptional and she is never afraid to carry her head high. She shows authority without seeming to stick her nose up in the air. Her gait is proud like her stature and she seems to glide across the ground, she walks swiftly and purposefully wherever she goes, even if it is just to the dining hall.
She wears tight fitting outfits that show off her trim body with slightly dipping necklines. Her clothes are often in red or brown tones although she likes to dress up in blue or violet for important events. She has only one pair of well worn; mid calf boots she wears everywhere. They have her name branded on the sole. They were given to her right after entering her 15th turn and she cherishes them greatly. On especially hot days she wears cut-off, midriff-baring tops or loose tunics.
Her favorite dress outfit is a silky, violet gown (her only fine dress) with long hanging sleeves and a slim waist, tied by a pretty, blue cord. A long flowing skirt hides her muscled thighs. When riding, she wears a tight, leather suit of brown hide which shows off all the muscles in her legs, arms and flat stomach. It is extremely soft and cut off at the shoulders and is made of light hide due to the southern heat.
Personality:
Quick tempered and haughty as she is, she is perfect for her green. Though they are a roller coaster of a pair, they do help to even eachother out. Zy's haughty pride and vainness are transformed to pride in her Weyr and motivation to serve it. Her uncontrollable temper is caught, controlled and focused on her duties, and although still a willful and outspoken lass that has turned into a useful trait. For now she fights for what she thinks is best for the Weyr and not just for the sake of fighting. She is most certainly not yet an easy person to deal with and has the tendancy to go off the handle, but Carseith now acts as somewhat of an internal monitor, telling her to cool off when she gets to heated over pointless things.
One thing that never changes is her wit...She loves solving puzzles and can pick up complicated theories fairly quickly. She loves to play mind games with people-a habit which the rest of the weyr does not find so amusing. She pretends to have gotten over her troublemaking ways since Impressing, but messing with people still gives her great enjoyment. She has a sense of humor too.
She is a funny and jovial personality. Those who know her closely love her for those reasons. Those who don’t may admire her for her skills as a leader and her strong presence. She holds people's attention much more than most greenriders can. Of course some still don’t really like her much, perhaps they have gone head to head with her in an argument which rarely turns out well for her opponent. Her presence commands attention and respect from many people, even if she is just a lowely green. Mind you, she really couldn’t care less what people think of her. It is perhaps a blessing and a curse; she has extremely high self confidence and she is not afraid to speak her mind. Of course, that does get her into trouble with some of the higher ranking riders come to visit her Wingleader to discuss her, erm… "issues." Though now that she's in Sidus, she realizes too many of these prolems could jeapordize her standing in the wing, so she tries to keep it out of her riding life.
Of course, around those she cares for, she is quite tender and loving, showing the same compassion she has for all aspects of her life. She likes men and can be a bit promiscuous with her favors, as many Weyrfolk are, and will change her main man often. She looks for intelligent, strong men. She looks for those who, aren’t ready to settle yet, and would like to have a little fun. Like any women she is drawn to the tall, dashing, gorgeous type as well. She has been involved with more than a few Weyrmen. With both her own flirtatious personality, and her dragons insatiable apetite for the male of her species, she has been quite well known as...well...easy at Lateo.
She is an avid racing fan and has even; a few times betted on the outcome of a race, of course, she would have had her hide tanned for sure if anyone found out. That brings us to Gathers; she loves gathers and whenever she can get away from her duties, she tries to get to one. They are just plain fun, she loves listening to the Harpers and browsing the booths. She has become a first rate barterer and has developed a taste for some of the good wines offered. She loves the feel and atmosphere of the gathers.
She can most certainly hold her own in a fight; she learned many tactics from her wild days. She is quite able with a sword and dagger, which she learned from her older brother (Corthaene) who had been taught by his father in turn. He began teaching her when she was 8 and she mastered most of the concepts quite quickly. Although not exactly a lady-like activity, with her constant fighting, her brother decided it best if she knew how to protect herself. He also trained her a bit in hand to hand. She now enjoys sparring for exercise when she has the time.
In fact, she has few fears of anything...except, for death. Since her little brother Thaezyan died she gets extremely upset by someone she loves getting the merest cold. She is glad she has Healer skills so she can help sick people, but still, the thought of someone close to her, or herself getting killed by an illness, like her brother did with fever, terrifies her more than anything else. Besides that she at least seems to be extremely brave, she did not utter a sound when she first went between and she is thrilled by dangerous situations. Of course, she could be hiding other true fears, or a greater weakness.
She, herself, has an awful voice, she laughs about it easily. But, she does have a great knack for song writing and the Weyrsinger has already indulged himself in playing a few. Her tunes are mainly about dragons and other aspects of Weyr life. Her best song is about watching dragons fly. She can also pluck a fair tune on the harp when the Weyrsinger L'dar, is kind enough to lend his to her.
She also has a tendancy towards healing which comes in handy in the Weyr. Since she Impressed she has not been able to devote much time to reaching journeywoman status, but has continued to expand her skills, through her mother and Weyrling training. That comes in quite handy in a Weyr.
She is addicted to klah, she can not manage without a good cup of it in the morning. She is, as you might guess, more of a meat eater. She just loves good herdbeast! Although she will eat her tubers, she has been known to make some quite amusing faces at them if they are not cooked just right. She does not have much of a sweet tooth but enjoys the occasional treat.
History:
Growing up in a minor Weyr family did not suit Zylaera very well. She longed to do something more with her life then become some Lower Cavern man’s Weyrmate (even though she had a few offers). She hated being cooped up and longed for some more adventure. Such a domestic lifestyle caused a lot of conflict in an already wilful person. Perhaps that is one of the reasons she has always been so angry. But don’t get me wrong, she always prided herself in being a good worker and has never shirked from her duties. Unfortunately, as much as she loves her family, she continues to fight constantly with them. This started especially after her brother’s death. She was 13 when he passed on of fever.
In her early childhood, no one could doubt that she was a mischievous rascal, but still, she was no way near being as destructive as she was in some phases. She loved runners back then too, and often helped her father with their care. She really was just the most promising child until her brother’s death.
After her 14th birthday she entered her most angry phase which lasted until almost her 17th brithday. She spent a considerable amount of her time angry and arguing. Now she is somewhat ashamed of how she treated her parents and siblings. Shewas sometimes even cruel in her frustrations. When she was at her worst, any friends she has had, she would promptly get bored of and dismiss. She treated them like grubs. This continued until after she made valuable friends with some of the other Weybrats, became serious about Impressing, and was paired with her Carseith.
The only excitement she found worthwhile in her life before she Impressed, was Runner Racing (which she still enjoys), training with Lorka and in playing with her little flit Sudi. It still is what she does most of the time nowadays in her freetime. Though, Carseith now takes up most of her time. She would hang out at the stables whenever she had time off. Now, the story of how she got Sudi shows just how bad mannered she was in recent times. A riders Queen flit had recently clutched and now the eggs were hatching. Everyone was welcome, although the eggs were reserved for the rider’s friends. While there, Zy noticed an egg that had rolled away a bit from the rest, it was now only a foot from her. She nabbed it quickly and ran away, fortunately in all the excitement no one noticed her leave. It started to crack as she was still going. She had just made it to the kitchens when it hatched. She fed it some scraps on the counter and then...Sudi was hers. Of course her younger brother discovered this and ratted on her to Zyana. She was on the worst cleaning chores for 6 months after that.
Her family has been distraught, for they still loved her and hated seeing her so unhappy. They were ecstatic when she Impressed and with the changes that occured afterward. Since she Impressed, her transformation has been great. She began improving when she befriended weyrbrats Terone and Rylene, and even more when she found Carseith. When she first Stood on the Hatching sands and could feel some of the excess emotions the Weyrlings were feeling, the experience was the first of a life changingv sequence of events...it was something she would never forget and she began to mellow out a bit afterwards.
Zylaera stood at all five clutches that have been laid since she became eligible to stand two years ago. She had seen many Greens impress their rider’s, but never her. She dreams of having her own dragon, her own beautiful That changed when she was nearly 17. That was when she really changed.
She became friends with Terone and Rylene and began dealing with some of her issues. She then Impressed to Carseith. Since then she has worked hard as a Weyrling, to become a part of Sidus wing. Despite her personal issues, she considers riding the most important thing in her life and is fairly no nonsense about it. she may occasionally be flirting with a rider in one of the other wings instaead of listening to her own Wingleader, but she snaps back quickly and tries not to do so to often, she just has a wandering mind.
However, depsite the positive aspects of her professional life, personally, she isn't incredibly successful. She has grown apart from her friends Terone (Now Sodalis bluerider T'rone) and Rylene, and has issues connecting with people outside of her own family. She has moved along a string of guys without commitment or even real connection. She is searching for something, she's not sure what, and is most certainly not finding it,
In the past 6 years she's made amazing strides with her dragon and the pair, despite turbulent fighting as Weyrlings, has stuck together and improved on eachother through their similarities. She has grown alot, and may have grown more had she kept in touch with the good influence of her Weyrbrat friends. But for now, she is rather single mind in focusing on her riding and is ignoring other parts of her life, even the important ones, letting possibilities for relationships pass her by and stringing along guys she cares nothing for. She most certainly still a work in progress.
Dragon Stats
Name: Carseith
Color: green
Age: 6 turns
Description:
She is a small green of small bones but is lean and muscular an therefore incredibly fast. Her speed is what makes her valuable in the wing.
Most of her body is lightly shaded but she does have one dark green stripe down her back. Her wings bones are dark as well, as is the hide around her claws.
Personality:
Carseith is a lot like her rider. She is incredibly lusty and matured early. She was the first to rise in her class and consistently rises more often than other greens, which her rider certainly does not object to.
She is also flighty and harsh. She can go from pleasant to hateful in the mere beat of a wing. She and Zy had quite a rollercoaster in Weyrlinghood and clashed often. However, over time their similarties of personality brought them close together. They understand eachother well.
She is full of grace, but only in the air. Otherwise she's a demon.
Background:
In the background of the carnage, three more hatchlings split their shells. The fifth to hatch was a small green, then a larger sister and a blue. The first and smaller hatchling green creeled out her hunger and stumbled through a crowd of boys trying to make her way to her ‘One.’ She was hidden somewhere in the mass of living chaos, but she was there.
The second green had a harder time; she shattered her shell but one large shard and the membrane stayed lodged to her muzzle making it hard for her to see. The hatchling squealed out in fear and took off in a rather awkward lope around the sands, butting into Sulod and Moelm in the process…
Y’undo, why do you fear your Teloth? The blue nudged the small lad with his muzzle. I wouldn’t hurt Mine. The boy of 13 turns stood where he was, unable to move as a look of first shock and then total rapture edged it’s way onto his frozen face. “Teloth?”
The small green could feel hers as she wondered through the crowd of white but she still couldn‘t locate her exactly. Butting into a dark haired girl she stumbled, talking them both down to the hot sands. The light green cried out again, hurt and afraid that she had lost hers. Then she saw her One… ‘Perfect.’ Her eyes locked with the blond as she picked herself up and shuffled in a half walk half gallop toward the candidate.
After her Impression she and her rider began Weyrling training. They matured early and therefore did well, in addition Carseith was good in the air. However, their constant fighting and the pair's roller coaster of emotions hindered them.
However, they grew out of that in a turn and became a tight team. They excelled ahead of many of the other greens at that time and upon graduation were pleased to be placed in the Sidus wing. There they have done well.
In addition to their Wingriding, Carseith has been an active green. Her flights are fairly often and almost always one my different dragons - blue, brown, bronze, she doesn't really have a preference, just whoever can fly her, wins. She enjoys variety in her personal life, just like her rider.
Sometimes they are so similar it's scary; talented, focused wingriders and fliratious commitment-phobes.
Clutch: gold Savath, by bronze Kedenth. Fifth clutch.
Gender: Female
Age/Birthday: 22 turns, Midsummer (On a day as hot as her temper, as her mother would say)
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: Greenrider (Sidus Wing), Apprentice Healer
Standing:
She is greatly angered by the Northern atitudes and would fully stand behind someone like Revonna who wanted to finally do something about the north. In her opinion, it is the dragonrider’s right to take over the North after how they have been forced to hide away.
Family:
MOTHER: Journeywomen Healer- Zyana, 49 years old. Unlike her daughter, Zyana is mild mannered and gentle. She has a tender hand for Healing and a voice of reason when things get chaotic. She was formally trained in a small Southern Healer Hall and was not so far away from attaining her mastery when she married to Thaern. She decided to forgo that goal in favor of raising a family at the Weyr. She has gray, blue eyes like Zy and similar hair; only hers is now streaked with gray. For a woman over 40 turns she has aged well and is sustaining good health aside from the rare cough.
FATHER: Holder (Weaver) - Thaern, (Thair-ne) 55 years old. He is a low ranking Weyrman who works as a stable hand in the Weyr. He met Zyana after a fire severely injured him. The same fire killed his young wife, Coria, pregnant with their first child. Zyana nursed him back in body and in spirit and they gradually fell in love. They have been married for 26 years. He is a rugged looking man and is the one who gave Zy her strong, wiry frame. Although his face is quite strong and handsome, his hair and eyes are both a rather plain brown. It seems as if Zylaera got the best of both her parents. He is very goiod with runners, and his position is one of the reasons Zy was able to have Lorka. He is as strong and able in his work as ever. Although he may raise his hand to a disobedient child at times, he is on the whole a good father; even if he may be prone to drinking a bit too much wine.
BROTHER Corthaene (Core-thaine), Journeyman Tanner (27) m. He is the eldest child of Zyana and Thaern. He is a strong young man working to attain his mastery. He married Allyopa a young Journeywoman Harper 6 turns ago. He is named in honor of Thaern’s unborn child with his wife Coria. He is currently working at Burach Weyrhold. He works diligently towards earning his Mastery, which he hopes to attain before his 30th birthday. He has dirty blonde hair and clear blue eyes.
Zylaera. 22 The willful young greenrider of Green Carseith. Still an apprentice Healer, as she has little time to devote to the craft.
SISTER Yanka (Yawn-kuh) Journeywoman Healer (21) m. A dutiful daughter with perhaps, almost half a brain. She is certainly beautiful, but is a bit of a giggling ditz. Zylaera enjoys her company greatly simply because she is so different from herself. Yanka was wed 6 turns ago to Jossen a Journeyman Healer at their Weyr. She has twins, a healthy little girl named Jokeenya and a boy, Thaezsen in honor of her deceased little brother. two young daughters and baby son. She just became a journeywoman and is working ard in this position. At that time both her and her husband are stationed in Lateo Weyrhold. Although she is perhaps not the brightest of the bunch, she does, really care about helping people. She has long, rich blonde hair and very beautiful blue eyes. She is moderately busty and has a desirable hourglass figure.
BROTHER Thaezyan (Thaeze-ee-yen) (deceased) He would have been 20 now, but died from fever at age 8. He was a blonde, bubbling boy, full of hope and life. Every year on his birthday, on the shortest night in winter, many people of the Lower Caverns celebrate his life by lighting a candle in their room. He was loved by many in the Weyr.
BROTHER N’ten (19) A rider at Sodalis, N’ten is the rider of Brown Duruth. Now that both he and Zy have mature dragons, they keep in touch regularily. He is a good rider who concentrates hard on all aspects of his work. He is not as naturally talented as Zy but he has a very good heart, he hopes that Zy will to become a dragonrider too. He has brown hair and pure gray eyes.
SISTER Thenzel (Then-zul)(17) A darling little thing who is quite small for her age, she has pretty blue eyes and strawberry hair. She is expected to head off to a southern Harper Hall in the coming months. Her voice is a sweet soprano and she is quite skilled on the flute.
SISTER Yeetha (Yee-thuh) (16) She is quite silly; often getting into trouble. Like her father her features are rather plain and her hair is a simple brown, but she always has a mischievous twinkle in her eye and is beloved by many. She wishes to follow in N’ten’s footsteps and become a Dragonrider. She hopes that she and Zy will be riders together. She has stood several ties but has yet too Impress, however she dooesn't give up. she is also trying to avoid and engangement to a distant relative of a minor holder.
SISTER Aeranya (Air-ah-nee-yuh).(She would have been 14)-She was a sad creature. After a runner accident she was paralyzed from the waist down until her death two turns ago, when she finalyl succumed to her weak immune system.
BROTHER Zorthen (Zore-then) (13) - A lot like his younger brother Thaeyor, almost inseperable. Theyre quite the pair of rascals and look incredibly like eachother with red/brown hair and grey eyes.
BROTHER Thaeyor (Thay-ore) (12)- The younger half of the Zorthen and Thayor pair.
NIECE/NEPHEWS:
Yanka and Jossen-
TWINS Jokeenya (Jo-keen-yuh) and Thaezsen (Thayze-sen) (6-twins) These kids are healthy and happy with their parents. They both have Yanka’s blue eyes and a fuzz of Jossen’s red hair. They weren’t so lucky at birth though and would have died if not for the fact that their grandmother happens to be a very adept healer. Even so it was a tough deilvery and they have continued to be somewhat undersized as they grow older.
DAUGHTER Kyassa (Kee-yah-sah) (5) .
DAUGHTER Jone (Joan) (3)
SON Yassen (Yah-senn) (8 months) .
Corthaene and Allyopa -
SON Thoral (Thore-al) (4)
SON Cyael (Kee-yael) (3)
DAUGHTER Corllyopa (Corr-lee-oh-pah) (2)
She has no children herself. Not that she hasn't been pregnant but a quick trip between takes care of the unwanted baby problems. She's not a motherly type.
Pets: She hasone now, as she had to give up her runner.
Has a little, green flit named Sudi (Soo-dee), a darling little pet constantly trying to please Zy. She preens constantly and she flirts outrageously with all the blue, brown, and bronze flits in the area. She often disappears for days often coming back confused after heading off to deliver a message. Sudi keeps Zy occupied on those rare times when she has a moment off.
Appearance:
She is slight and athletic looking, standing 5’7” and weighing 130Ib. Her frame is lithe and trim from working and riding with her dragon. Her breasts are small and firm and her body is relatively curve less yet still looks satisfactorily womanly at the same time. Her legs are perhaps unproportionaly long but that has never done any harm, her arms are of the same trend. Her stomach is flat and muscled, as is her butt. To her dismay, that is what happens riding dragonback and doing chores in the lower caverns for her whole life. Her legs are well muscled as well and although not huge in mass, they have a lot of strength in the wiry tissue. The only noticeable flaw in her body is her left hand. 10 years ago she fell of a Weyr runner and broke three of her fingers and her wrist; to this day they stick out at a slightly odd angle.
Her one vain feature is her hair, which she refuses to cut and leaves it extremely long. At first glance her blonde, bordering on strawberry hair is nothing special. But, in the light it is truly stunning. You can see the highlights running through the silky strands, gold and straw, red and auburn; even rich brown sometimes. Many colors sparkle through her hair. She only ever puts it up when forced to tie it up under her riding helmet.
A chiseled face with high cheekbones and square jaw that might seem too severe, if not for her round and small mouth that is always curved in half smile. It is as if she has some secret joke unknown to anyone but herself. Her brows are well arched and they give her face an even more dominant air.
Her eyes are a clear, light blue outlined in gray they are extremely expressive, intelligent eyes often showing her mood. Be it amusement, anger, passion, excitement or humor you can easily see by her eyes. They seem to dance with some inner light. They are almond shaped and when she is extremely angry (which is not so uncommon) they can look venomous.
She has a small, slashed scar going through her left eyebrow. She received this scar after taunting a Journeyman Smith’s son so badly he through the nails he was working on at her. She bares the scar as a symbol of shame for her wrongdoings and mean-spirited actions of the past.
Her skin is quite pale due to previous northern lineage and only a few freckles dot across her nose. She is not nearly as dark as many of the people in the south. Her skin is smooth and soft, it is unblemished except for a few scars she received throughout her life.
She carries herself with dignity and pride, her posture is exceptional and she is never afraid to carry her head high. She shows authority without seeming to stick her nose up in the air. Her gait is proud like her stature and she seems to glide across the ground, she walks swiftly and purposefully wherever she goes, even if it is just to the dining hall.
She wears tight fitting outfits that show off her trim body with slightly dipping necklines. Her clothes are often in red or brown tones although she likes to dress up in blue or violet for important events. She has only one pair of well worn; mid calf boots she wears everywhere. They have her name branded on the sole. They were given to her right after entering her 15th turn and she cherishes them greatly. On especially hot days she wears cut-off, midriff-baring tops or loose tunics.
Her favorite dress outfit is a silky, violet gown (her only fine dress) with long hanging sleeves and a slim waist, tied by a pretty, blue cord. A long flowing skirt hides her muscled thighs. When riding, she wears a tight, leather suit of brown hide which shows off all the muscles in her legs, arms and flat stomach. It is extremely soft and cut off at the shoulders and is made of light hide due to the southern heat.
Personality:
Quick tempered and haughty as she is, she is perfect for her green. Though they are a roller coaster of a pair, they do help to even eachother out. Zy's haughty pride and vainness are transformed to pride in her Weyr and motivation to serve it. Her uncontrollable temper is caught, controlled and focused on her duties, and although still a willful and outspoken lass that has turned into a useful trait. For now she fights for what she thinks is best for the Weyr and not just for the sake of fighting. She is most certainly not yet an easy person to deal with and has the tendancy to go off the handle, but Carseith now acts as somewhat of an internal monitor, telling her to cool off when she gets to heated over pointless things.
One thing that never changes is her wit...She loves solving puzzles and can pick up complicated theories fairly quickly. She loves to play mind games with people-a habit which the rest of the weyr does not find so amusing. She pretends to have gotten over her troublemaking ways since Impressing, but messing with people still gives her great enjoyment. She has a sense of humor too.
She is a funny and jovial personality. Those who know her closely love her for those reasons. Those who don’t may admire her for her skills as a leader and her strong presence. She holds people's attention much more than most greenriders can. Of course some still don’t really like her much, perhaps they have gone head to head with her in an argument which rarely turns out well for her opponent. Her presence commands attention and respect from many people, even if she is just a lowely green. Mind you, she really couldn’t care less what people think of her. It is perhaps a blessing and a curse; she has extremely high self confidence and she is not afraid to speak her mind. Of course, that does get her into trouble with some of the higher ranking riders come to visit her Wingleader to discuss her, erm… "issues." Though now that she's in Sidus, she realizes too many of these prolems could jeapordize her standing in the wing, so she tries to keep it out of her riding life.
Of course, around those she cares for, she is quite tender and loving, showing the same compassion she has for all aspects of her life. She likes men and can be a bit promiscuous with her favors, as many Weyrfolk are, and will change her main man often. She looks for intelligent, strong men. She looks for those who, aren’t ready to settle yet, and would like to have a little fun. Like any women she is drawn to the tall, dashing, gorgeous type as well. She has been involved with more than a few Weyrmen. With both her own flirtatious personality, and her dragons insatiable apetite for the male of her species, she has been quite well known as...well...easy at Lateo.
She is an avid racing fan and has even; a few times betted on the outcome of a race, of course, she would have had her hide tanned for sure if anyone found out. That brings us to Gathers; she loves gathers and whenever she can get away from her duties, she tries to get to one. They are just plain fun, she loves listening to the Harpers and browsing the booths. She has become a first rate barterer and has developed a taste for some of the good wines offered. She loves the feel and atmosphere of the gathers.
She can most certainly hold her own in a fight; she learned many tactics from her wild days. She is quite able with a sword and dagger, which she learned from her older brother (Corthaene) who had been taught by his father in turn. He began teaching her when she was 8 and she mastered most of the concepts quite quickly. Although not exactly a lady-like activity, with her constant fighting, her brother decided it best if she knew how to protect herself. He also trained her a bit in hand to hand. She now enjoys sparring for exercise when she has the time.
In fact, she has few fears of anything...except, for death. Since her little brother Thaezyan died she gets extremely upset by someone she loves getting the merest cold. She is glad she has Healer skills so she can help sick people, but still, the thought of someone close to her, or herself getting killed by an illness, like her brother did with fever, terrifies her more than anything else. Besides that she at least seems to be extremely brave, she did not utter a sound when she first went between and she is thrilled by dangerous situations. Of course, she could be hiding other true fears, or a greater weakness.
She, herself, has an awful voice, she laughs about it easily. But, she does have a great knack for song writing and the Weyrsinger has already indulged himself in playing a few. Her tunes are mainly about dragons and other aspects of Weyr life. Her best song is about watching dragons fly. She can also pluck a fair tune on the harp when the Weyrsinger L'dar, is kind enough to lend his to her.
She also has a tendancy towards healing which comes in handy in the Weyr. Since she Impressed she has not been able to devote much time to reaching journeywoman status, but has continued to expand her skills, through her mother and Weyrling training. That comes in quite handy in a Weyr.
She is addicted to klah, she can not manage without a good cup of it in the morning. She is, as you might guess, more of a meat eater. She just loves good herdbeast! Although she will eat her tubers, she has been known to make some quite amusing faces at them if they are not cooked just right. She does not have much of a sweet tooth but enjoys the occasional treat.
History:
Growing up in a minor Weyr family did not suit Zylaera very well. She longed to do something more with her life then become some Lower Cavern man’s Weyrmate (even though she had a few offers). She hated being cooped up and longed for some more adventure. Such a domestic lifestyle caused a lot of conflict in an already wilful person. Perhaps that is one of the reasons she has always been so angry. But don’t get me wrong, she always prided herself in being a good worker and has never shirked from her duties. Unfortunately, as much as she loves her family, she continues to fight constantly with them. This started especially after her brother’s death. She was 13 when he passed on of fever.
In her early childhood, no one could doubt that she was a mischievous rascal, but still, she was no way near being as destructive as she was in some phases. She loved runners back then too, and often helped her father with their care. She really was just the most promising child until her brother’s death.
After her 14th birthday she entered her most angry phase which lasted until almost her 17th brithday. She spent a considerable amount of her time angry and arguing. Now she is somewhat ashamed of how she treated her parents and siblings. Shewas sometimes even cruel in her frustrations. When she was at her worst, any friends she has had, she would promptly get bored of and dismiss. She treated them like grubs. This continued until after she made valuable friends with some of the other Weybrats, became serious about Impressing, and was paired with her Carseith.
The only excitement she found worthwhile in her life before she Impressed, was Runner Racing (which she still enjoys), training with Lorka and in playing with her little flit Sudi. It still is what she does most of the time nowadays in her freetime. Though, Carseith now takes up most of her time. She would hang out at the stables whenever she had time off. Now, the story of how she got Sudi shows just how bad mannered she was in recent times. A riders Queen flit had recently clutched and now the eggs were hatching. Everyone was welcome, although the eggs were reserved for the rider’s friends. While there, Zy noticed an egg that had rolled away a bit from the rest, it was now only a foot from her. She nabbed it quickly and ran away, fortunately in all the excitement no one noticed her leave. It started to crack as she was still going. She had just made it to the kitchens when it hatched. She fed it some scraps on the counter and then...Sudi was hers. Of course her younger brother discovered this and ratted on her to Zyana. She was on the worst cleaning chores for 6 months after that.
Her family has been distraught, for they still loved her and hated seeing her so unhappy. They were ecstatic when she Impressed and with the changes that occured afterward. Since she Impressed, her transformation has been great. She began improving when she befriended weyrbrats Terone and Rylene, and even more when she found Carseith. When she first Stood on the Hatching sands and could feel some of the excess emotions the Weyrlings were feeling, the experience was the first of a life changingv sequence of events...it was something she would never forget and she began to mellow out a bit afterwards.
Zylaera stood at all five clutches that have been laid since she became eligible to stand two years ago. She had seen many Greens impress their rider’s, but never her. She dreams of having her own dragon, her own beautiful That changed when she was nearly 17. That was when she really changed.
She became friends with Terone and Rylene and began dealing with some of her issues. She then Impressed to Carseith. Since then she has worked hard as a Weyrling, to become a part of Sidus wing. Despite her personal issues, she considers riding the most important thing in her life and is fairly no nonsense about it. she may occasionally be flirting with a rider in one of the other wings instaead of listening to her own Wingleader, but she snaps back quickly and tries not to do so to often, she just has a wandering mind.
However, depsite the positive aspects of her professional life, personally, she isn't incredibly successful. She has grown apart from her friends Terone (Now Sodalis bluerider T'rone) and Rylene, and has issues connecting with people outside of her own family. She has moved along a string of guys without commitment or even real connection. She is searching for something, she's not sure what, and is most certainly not finding it,
In the past 6 years she's made amazing strides with her dragon and the pair, despite turbulent fighting as Weyrlings, has stuck together and improved on eachother through their similarities. She has grown alot, and may have grown more had she kept in touch with the good influence of her Weyrbrat friends. But for now, she is rather single mind in focusing on her riding and is ignoring other parts of her life, even the important ones, letting possibilities for relationships pass her by and stringing along guys she cares nothing for. She most certainly still a work in progress.
Dragon Stats
Name: Carseith
Color: green
Age: 6 turns
Description:
She is a small green of small bones but is lean and muscular an therefore incredibly fast. Her speed is what makes her valuable in the wing.
Most of her body is lightly shaded but she does have one dark green stripe down her back. Her wings bones are dark as well, as is the hide around her claws.
Personality:
Carseith is a lot like her rider. She is incredibly lusty and matured early. She was the first to rise in her class and consistently rises more often than other greens, which her rider certainly does not object to.
She is also flighty and harsh. She can go from pleasant to hateful in the mere beat of a wing. She and Zy had quite a rollercoaster in Weyrlinghood and clashed often. However, over time their similarties of personality brought them close together. They understand eachother well.
She is full of grace, but only in the air. Otherwise she's a demon.
Background:
In the background of the carnage, three more hatchlings split their shells. The fifth to hatch was a small green, then a larger sister and a blue. The first and smaller hatchling green creeled out her hunger and stumbled through a crowd of boys trying to make her way to her ‘One.’ She was hidden somewhere in the mass of living chaos, but she was there.
The second green had a harder time; she shattered her shell but one large shard and the membrane stayed lodged to her muzzle making it hard for her to see. The hatchling squealed out in fear and took off in a rather awkward lope around the sands, butting into Sulod and Moelm in the process…
Y’undo, why do you fear your Teloth? The blue nudged the small lad with his muzzle. I wouldn’t hurt Mine. The boy of 13 turns stood where he was, unable to move as a look of first shock and then total rapture edged it’s way onto his frozen face. “Teloth?”
The small green could feel hers as she wondered through the crowd of white but she still couldn‘t locate her exactly. Butting into a dark haired girl she stumbled, talking them both down to the hot sands. The light green cried out again, hurt and afraid that she had lost hers. Then she saw her One… ‘Perfect.’ Her eyes locked with the blond as she picked herself up and shuffled in a half walk half gallop toward the candidate.
After her Impression she and her rider began Weyrling training. They matured early and therefore did well, in addition Carseith was good in the air. However, their constant fighting and the pair's roller coaster of emotions hindered them.
However, they grew out of that in a turn and became a tight team. They excelled ahead of many of the other greens at that time and upon graduation were pleased to be placed in the Sidus wing. There they have done well.
In addition to their Wingriding, Carseith has been an active green. Her flights are fairly often and almost always one my different dragons - blue, brown, bronze, she doesn't really have a preference, just whoever can fly her, wins. She enjoys variety in her personal life, just like her rider.
Sometimes they are so similar it's scary; talented, focused wingriders and fliratious commitment-phobes.
Clutch: gold Savath, by bronze Kedenth. Fifth clutch.
