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Name: Lezia
Age: 4344
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: /Slow laughter/
Weyr: Western Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: --
Physical Description: Lezia is a short woman with broad shoulders and not much in regards to the hip department. She has dark skin and sunbleached dark hair worn in a series of knots about her head. Her eyes dark eyes have heavy lids, lashes, and brows that give her almost a perpetually uninterested look. The left side of her body is severely burned - and not from threadscore.
Personality: Lezia is not a pleasant person. While those who have acquired a taste for her may simply say she is just prickly, plainly put, Lezia prefers her own company and very much doesn't like tolerating others. It isn't a matter of disliking idiots or some personality clash - she just seems to distrust all people long before she'll even consider something like camaraderie or friendship. There is a long period of judgements that go into whether or not one can be allowed through her hardened exterior, and the person on the inside is not soft and mushy. For many, the payoff may simply not be worth it. She also isn't inclined to hold her tongue for others and often butts heads with those in authority if she disagrees with their actions. If other's don't like her, that's fine. Gentle is not a word in Lezia's code of conduct, and nobody gets the kiddie gloves when it comes to how she handles you.
In spite of this, Lezia has a noble heart. She may not be a knight with a floral tongue and dashing manner, but she can and will put aside her personal preferences to do the right thing. Though she won't be pleasant about it. Sure she'll wrangle up that missing kid, but hooooo boy, that kid is going to learn a lot of colorful language in the mean time. Surprisingly, put under the command of a Wingleader she can respect, Lezia will absolutely pull her weight, and those who fly with her never need to fear she won't have their back. Don't expect her to be joining everybody for drinks after drills.
Don't try to push your luck with her socially either. If two rounds of 'leave me alone' don't work, she will escalate quickly to more forceful methods of obtaining her solitude. A stubborn individual may not find much success in breaking through to a point of friendship, and whatever standards she has for letting people in through her prickly exterior are left entirely up to her own judgement.
Positive Trait List Noble hearted, Independent, Honest
Negative Trait List Unpleasant, Curt, Short Tempered
History: Lezia's childhood was fairly normal for a child born to a world without Threadfall. A farmer's child, she enjoyed running through the fields with their animals and tending to the crops. She even got the honor of being the older sister to two little brothers. Things were on course for her to live the life that was expected of her. She would be like all the other girls who left home to marry at another hold. Maybe she'd be married to the son of another farmer. Expectations weren't very formed before they got ruined.
A fire broke out on their fields one night and while trying to help put out the flames, Lezia ended up horrendously burned on one side of her body. Serious healer intervention was needed and while she made a recovery, a certain fertile soil was placed in her heart: People suck. Neighbors scarcely helped the family recover from the incident, though the injury to the 10 turn old girl was treated sympathetically. On one errand after the fire, she overheard a couple of the other farmers talking about 'them'. While she was too young for anybody to want to tell her more, but the seed called distrust was planted.
It took root when she discovered 'them' referred to a group of bandits that would come in the night, taking up 'collections' and making sure those who didn't offer some sort of prize - often marks, though some had instead handed over daughters (and occasionally sons) - knew their place. Never death, however, because a dead man paid no tithes.
Quickly, Lezia grew to hate her home. As she grew older, her burns as well as her parent's refusal to ever pay human flesh confirmed she would never be a tithe. At 15, a Searchrider came and while there was some unease at a rider's presence, several of the children, Lezia included, were searched. It wasn't for a hatching at a Weyr with proper training, but it would be the closest that she ever got to dragons otherwise in her life.
A dark, almost furious green split shell and had no hesitation in her approach of the girl who had fury buried within her. There is no unjustice in this world that we cannot burn away, my Lezia. Come, you will fly with your Erinyeth! And while fury did burn within the green, it wasn't a directionless, violent anger. It was vengeful and just and intolerant of bads happening in the world, regardless of where they came from. The injustice in her Lezia's heart was intolerable and she was going to make sure that was known.
Training was only passable at the Weyr and all of the Hatchlings were released back out into the world once those who weren't going to die in training had been taught to Between without killing themselves, upon which Lezia returned home. Rather, she landed her green in the middle of the lingering Bandit camp, scaring the living daylights out of them. Erinyeth had no qualms in terrorizing men who had never met a dragon up close and personally, though she did not purposely harm any of them (if some knees were scraped as they scrambled away, however, that was not her fault). They lingered for several days, before razing the camp down and making their intolerance very clear as they followed after the group, chasing them off far enough that they would not return.
Lezia would not visit her family before leaving to find a better place in the world - something that she would not, despite her travals. What she found were lost children returned to holds she had never seen and people who took advantage of weak people who would not protect themselves. While not a vigilante, she couldn't bring herself to turn a blind eye to their plights and trying to bring them some peace - even if every single kid anywhere she visited learned curses their parents could only dream existed and she earned herself no fans (well, maybe one).
When thread began to fall, Lezia knew that there were better causes for her and her Erinyeth than they'd currently come to. So they chose the closest Weyr and enlisted immediately, even if settling so surrounded Lezia with the types of people that would drive her mad. Her duty outweighed her personal feelings.
Other: I am fully aware that she could (and probably will) get in trouble for her innate attitude. IC action = IC consequences! She will also have been at Western long enough to have her riding up to snuff for a fighting wing.
Bonus: She is the rider mentioned in Papys' history as having returned him home when he got lost!
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