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Post by Bellatora on Nov 23, 2011 10:37:06 GMT -8
..::Birthdays::..
| Name | Date | Age | | Amaelia | 3051.05.12 | 17 Turns | | Tyranith | 3064.01.13 | 2 Turns | | Raevin | 3046.01.13 | 20 Turns |
..::Directory::..
1.Amaelia of Gold Tyranith
2. Dragon Candidate Raevin and Bronze Monerae
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Post by Bellatora on Nov 23, 2011 11:02:22 GMT -8
..::Weyrwoman Amaelia of Gold Tyranith::..
..::Amaelia::..
PB: Anniek Kortleve
Name: Amaelia Wingright Mae, Mia, Lia Amy.
Age: 17 Turns
Rank: Weyrwoman
Wing: Dual Wing: Aurora's Star and Teacher's Shadow
Craft: Researcher
Rank: Student
Strengths: Genetic manipulation and comprehension
Weaknesses:Error checking, quick calculation ..::Apperance::.. Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Coppery Red
Height: 5'0"
Approximate Weight: 100 lbs
Description:Amaelia is a short, petite woman who seems to lack any capability of holding onto body weight which, is a considerable drawback for her living in such a cold environment. Her hair is long and curly, though more on the unruly side of curly as it often is quite frizzy. She will quite frequently pull it back into a tight braid or runnertail in order to prevent it from getting in her way.
Her blue eyes are deep set and overshadowed by rather severe, if thin, eyebrows. She can give a soft look, but with the severely angled planes of her face and her long, somewhat flat nose above lips which are, while shaped correctly and a rather pale pink in color naturally, quite thin, especially her top lip. Her shoulders are somewhat sloping, though her long, slender neck is quite lovely. Her ears are large and stick out a bit, though they are placed higher on her head. Her face is longer in shape and narrow with high cheekbones and a slightly more squared jaw.
Amaelia's shoulders are naturally sloped and her arms are naturally very thin and though they have muscle, may seem a bit too slender and too thin. Her joints are rather well pronounced. Her body is thin, almost bony, but she is relatively well developed for a woman of such build.
Typically seeming to fade away in the grand scheme of things like a wraith... Amaelia is not what one pictures when they think of a powerful Werywoman. Nor is she the age of one. She stands as straight as she can muster on her slender legs and with her slender build, but she often will hunch her shoulders when intimidated or look down. Her expression is often cold and far away, though a smile that someone earns is often a lovely thing to see which softens and brightens her entire face. ..::Personality::.. Likes:
- Research
- Learning
- Challenging herself
- Challenging others to do better
- Pushing Limits
Dislikes:
- Being in the middle of violent situations
- Being wrong
- Being considered simple
- Having to do the same thing over and over again
- Any form of criticism that is not useful to her
Fears:
Goals:
- To prove that she is everything that Tyranith believes she can be
- To become a better researcher
- To become a good leader for Pern.
Description:Amaelia is your typical smart geek girl who got picked on high school by the more popular girls. She is smart and she tries to hide it behind her books and behind a shy exterior which really only serves to show how self-conscious the comments and words of her peers have made her.
It doesn't help that she isn't the most physically attractive girl either, but her appearance does not mean a whole lot to her on most days. She is a bit of a firecracker, however, when she feels things that are wrong are being allowed to go on. She will lose her temper and, in such a case, she may do whatever it takes to see the wrong righted.
Her natural tendency is to avoid a situation where such is necessary and to work hard in order to prevent it and to prevent herself fro mbeing around it. However, she is now finding herself in a position where that is not at all possible.
Typcailly shy, Amaelia has always liked to fly under the radar... Unless you are talking about her academic achievements where she loves to be noticed and shown to be the outstanding scientist she really is or at least believes she can be. She is, by nature, less than politically inclined and thus, has her doubts about her abilities as a weyrwoman, though she is confident in her ability to learn.
She loathes the idea of being taken from her learning of genetics, however and does her best to study it when she is not training or working with Tyranith... or trying to learn how to be the Weyrwoman of a Weyr which has few dragons and soon another first generation clutch on their hands. Not to mention how to deal with Pern as a whoel as she is not one who grew up here. She has started to wonder how Faranth's rider did it...
In addition... she feels more self-conscious as the woman who has acted as the Weyrwoman of Northern Aurora Weyr all this time, Reltavia of Green Heilliath, does not have any confidence in her and, in fact, expects her to fail.
Although one would not believe it at first glance or after meeting her briefly, she is strong. Very strong. Her stubborn determination to get better at all she does makes her a good leader in the form of example. Her love of learning makes it so that she could learn to be a good Weyrwoman. Her abandon for things which are right may yet help her to lead the Weyr for good. Now if only she could have confidence in that and get over all the shy nature that has been plaguing her.
In addition to these things, Amaelia is very smart and always has been. She is smart to the point that it may be a bit paralyzing for her more social upbringing as it always made interacting with others her own age more difficult. At least for the most part. ..::History::.. Family:
- Abel Wingright, Geneticist
- Celia Wingright, Doctor
- Kristina Wingright, 13 Turn old Younger sister
Where They Were Born/Where They Were From: New York, New York, United States of America, Earth
Where They Are Now: Northern Aurora Weyr
Written History:Amaelia was born in New York, New York many, many years ago. If the number of her years were to be truly numbered, including those many many years that she was in cryostasis with her family on the Apollo, she would likely be much closer to somewhere around four hundred and seventeen turns. However, those years have not added or taken from her in any way... as far as she knows. So we will say that she was born seventeen turns ago in New York on Earth.
Here she was born a normal frizzy-haired girl. Even as a baby her hair was frizzy and unruly. She started out at a very young age learning how to talk, walk, and read. She seemed determined to beat everyone in every way possible, although it was not for competition sake, something her parents never understood, but rather, it was for herself. She was always competing with herself to be better than she was before, even from a young age. It drove her. It was a deep seated need. A need to prove herself even to herself.
It served her well in school, though, as she entered school early and proceeded to move through her grades at a very quick pace. sHe graduate from high school at the age of sixteen and immediately began training to become a geneticist and actually ended up interning at the lab which provided the Apollo with its equipment which has now allowed for them to recreate dragons here on Pern until their resources are worn out.
Amaelia awoke aboard the Apollo only shortly before arriving on Pern, but, as with all the other passengers, in time to see what would be known as the black star hurtling towards their new home accompanied with pieces of the red star.
When the ship crash-landed, Amaelia was in the research facilities making observations and attempting to help the other monitor the probes which showed footage of a surface which was soon devastated. And then they heard the ominous words. "Brace for Impact."
The ship's malfunction killed many and could have killed more if not for the reinforced shelter at the heart of the ship. They were lucky to land not far from Northern Aurora Weyr and to be spotted by Rel and her riders. With the help of a few dragonriders who highly distrusted them, but soon found them a necessity, Amaelia and her family made it to NAW where they work to rebuild dragon kind.
Amaelia helped to research and collect the DNA of both the remaining dragons and the firelizards alike. She even got to work with the ones that are brought from other places on Pern for variety sake and has been able to extract wher and flitter DNA from dead eggs and cooperative pets and bondeds. Though her job was always more to research, learn and make observations... Which was exactly what she was doing on teh fateful day when Tyranith would hatch... The first new gold of Pern.
They had known it was a gold egg. They didn't think they could engineer a particular egg to be gold... but they had. And out of it came... the most fearsome gold one ever did see. She through her head and lashed her tail and walked with pride... Even after she fell. She turned on one of her bronze brothers with a snarl, leaving him a nice scar. She would not tolerate any insubordination from anyone. She was strong. She was powerful. And she did not want any of the candidates chosen to stand. She looked at them with contempt, newcomer and Pernese alike, hissing, even daring to maul one who got in her way as she headed out past the sands towards a girl who was standing near the feeding station. She wasted no time, reaching up and wrenching the clipboard from her hands, then knocking her over, standing over the poor girl.
You, AmaeliaMine, will learn to be the perfect queen. After all. I am perfect and I picked you. Isn't it wonderful? Now we're already by the food and I am hungry. I demand to be fed now. Do not hesitate!
Amaelia had just stared at her for a moment, but the dragoness became all love in the next minute and very gently, very motherly, nudged Amaelia towards the food.
That was their first experience with an angry Rel... The woman who was to train them for their new position in the Weyr. They have trained hard and with determination, but nothing they do pleases Reltavia and her green... Now they are about to graduate, but until Tyranith flies, they will not be the official Weyrwoman and WeyrQueen of NAW.
..::Gold Tyranith::..
..::Bonded::.. Name: Tyranith
Type: Dragon
Age: 2 Turns
Color: Gold
Gender: Female
Hex Codes:
ffc96a, ee8e15, and fecb22
Size in Feet: 85 Feet
Apperance:Tyranith is a large gold that comes in at the largest a gold is programmed to be. However, she is also very slender and petite in build with fine bones to her body. Her legs are a bit too long and slender while her wings are large, almost over sized in both length and width. Her tail is long, slender and forked and her head is perfectly proportioned, but still dainty.
Tyranith has highly pronounced eye ridges which do nothing ot hinder her. The neck and tail ridges are much more pronounced and look a bit more on the sharp side while her nails are also well pronounced and show themselves to be sharp points which she is rather proud of.
As for her hide. It is various colors of Gold which swirl together into a a rather confusing Tye-dye like pattern of bright yellow-gold and a bright orange-gold. Her wings are a pale orage-ish gold and are hte only truly solid part of her body. Her tail fades to that same pale orange-gold as her wings. Personality:Tyranith is a tyrant, if you'll pardon the pun. She is a bully. She can't stand it when things don't go her way and she most definitely cannot stand being defied. Her automatic reaction to anything that defies her is to lose her temper. Her second reaction is to lash out.. or have others do her dirty work.
She is always planning for something or other, though she does not always share her plots with her rider. She is devious, but she does care. She tries not to show it, but she loves those in her Weyr.
She is highly concerned with her appearance and always wants to look her best. She bothers Amaelia to oil and clean her on a relatively constant basis. But due to the time that it takes, she generally has to settle for as much as is necessary as Amaelia has learned to refuse her dragoness relatively well of late.
At first, Tyranith loved the control she was able to exert over her rider, but that soon became boring and she started to encourage and uplift Amaelia. Sometimes she regrets it when her rider opposes her, but it never lasts long.
This dragoness keeps her gentle side very well hidden, not wanting to be taken as soft, though she really does have a kind side to her. She always shows herself to be a powerful queen with an ironfisted rule rather than the loving and motherly side of her. She is somewhat difficult to get along with.
She is a bit of a flirt. She'll go as far as to flirt with blues, even if she would never allow one to catch her. To her, it is simply fun and entertaining more than anything else.
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Post by Bellatora on Nov 25, 2011 17:00:39 GMT -8
..::Dragon Candidate Raevin::..
..::Raevin::..
PB: Unknown
Username: Bellatora
Character Number: 3
..::Stats::..
Name:Raevin Rae.
Honorific: R'vin
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Rank:Dragon Candidate
Craft: Farmcrafter//Guard
Rank: Apprentice, I suppose//Guard
Strengths: Planting and harvesting//Quick thinking leadership, dealing with situations as they come. Particular emphasis on armed and unarmed short rangecombat.
Weaknesses: He was really not particularly good even at the things he was "good" at.//Working under someone else. Use of a bow and arrows.
..::Apperance::..
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Height: 6'
Approximate Weight: 210 lb
Description:
Raevin is a tall, athletically build man. He is rather well muscled. His skin is a tanned color which is accented by his somewhat shaggy black hair, which often flops into his mahogany brown eyes. He doesn't much care for haircuts, which does seem to show. His face is a bit longer in shape with a hooked nose and hawk like eyes. His lips are thinner than most. He has a somewhat square jawline and overall has a rugged appearance.
Generally, Raevin wears riding gear or work clothes at all times so that he may always be ready for what may be asked of him. He is a warrior, and it shows in the various scars and marks on his face, arms, and body. He generally will carry a sword or knife where he is allowed.
His hands are calloused and rough from hard work that he has done throughout his life. His boots are almost always dirty and dusty, though he does take the time to clean them from time to time.
..::Personality::..
Likes:
- His sword
- Training and fighting
- Monerae
- Someone willing to spar with him
- Being left alone for long periods of time
Dislikes:
- Having nothing to do
- Having no one to spar with
- Losing
- Abusive People
- Being unable to protect those in need
Fears:
- Failing
- Death
- Being unable to become the best
Goals:
- To ride a dragon
- become a truly fearsome warrior
- Be a truly great rider
Description:
Raevin is quick witted and sharp tongued. He has a quick temper and is generally rather quick to judge. He tends to be ruthless and shrewd when dealing with those who have broken some rule or something of that kind. He can be vain at times, sometimes enjoying people telling him how good he is, though he would never say as much. He would count it as a flaw rather than an asset or liked trait of his.
He does have a soft side though. He finds making friends easy, though keeping them something else at times, and enjoyable and tends to be a very good and loyal one at that. He isn't easy to get along with though. However, any woman who is tough and tends towards being the kind with a mind of her own will find that he will dote on them to no end and will be ever kind and loving towards them, whether as a friend, in a brotherly fashion, or as a lover.
He is very protective of those he holds dear, but not overtly so. He is a brave warrior, always carrying his sharp wit along with him into battle. He is a faithful and steadfast man to his Weyr and to those he counts allies, ready to stand up and fight. He carries a great grief on his shoulders, however, which is something he only shares with the closest of friends. He is an expert at hiding things that are on his mind, whether at the forefront or in the back of it, if he doesn't want someone to know about something, they won't be able to tell. He doesn't like to follow someone else, and sees himself as a leader. He hates being given orders, but if a woman he currently has a love interest in is the one giving them, he doesn't mind, just so long as the orders aren't ridiculous or harmful. It is a particular… quark and flaw of his.
He has a hard time sitting still and doing nothing. He always has to have something to do or think about, otherwise, it just doesn't work for him.
..::History::..
Family:
Where They Were Born/Where They Were From: Aurora Hold
Where They Are Now: Northern Aurora Weyr
Written History:
Raevin was born a farmcrafter. His family was worked hard and taught him to do the same. He was the youngest of five siblings.
From a young age, he and his siblings worked with their parents, learning the farmercraft. When he attached a flitter, he was ten Turns old. It was a gift from his uncle who was a guard for the Hold. It hadn’t been cheap to get either. The egg, however, contained a Bronze firelizard that he named Monarae, after his oldest brother who he looked up to.
However, the first tragedy to strike young Raevin’s life was the loss of that brother. He died in a cart accident when Raevin was eleven Turns. And shortly after in that same Turn, his family found that they could not support all their children. And that was that. In order to protect Raevin, they sent him to be taken care of by his Uncle.
And that was the beginning of his training as a guard. He picked it up quickly, though he still had quite the disadvantage due to his age. However, by the time he was twenty Turns old, he was one of the best guards the Hold had.
When he was 18 Turns, though, his Uncle died during a struggle that broke out between some Traders and a farmcrafter’s son. This was another blow that was followed shortly after by the deaths of his mother and father and the moving of her siblings to live with other relatives. He wanted to keep them together, so he tried to do his best to bring them back, but he was only nineteen, and didn't have the ability to support them.
When he was 20 Turns, he was searched to Northern Aurora Weyr where he hopes to stand for the next Hatching.
Will: Please do not adopt.
..::Candidate Section::..
Preferred Colors:
- Bronze
- Brown
- Larger Mutation Color
Colors You would Prefer Not to Get:
Why? I see Raevin being better on a larger dragon or an aggressive blue. I have always preferred more aggressive dragons for him.
How Flexible Are you? Very. As long as it isn't female.
Mauleble and to what degree? Highly. Just don't kill him or leave him unable to stand.
Anything Else You'd Like to Add: Nope.
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..::Pet::..
Name: Monerae
Type: Flitter
Age: 10 Turns
Color: Bronze
Gender: Male
Hex Codes: 999900
Size in Feet/Inches: 4' 3" feet
Apperance:
Monerae is a rather large Bronze flitter. He has longer wings than most flitters, allowing him to fly faster and farther than most. He is very graceful in the air, though he isn't as much so on land. He is definitely a king flitter. He has his own share of scars from his inability to stay out of trouble and his need to try to protect his master.
Personality:
Monerae is a possessive little beast. He even has trouble sharing R’vin with Carnith, although the Bronze definitely carries a lot more wait. He is fearless and will stand up to everything. He is very commanding and demanding and never takes no for an answer easily.
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