[journal] Dawns' Rays of Light

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Name: My'rik
Age: 31 32
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: bisexual
Weyr: Western
Rider Rank: wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: Journeyman Metalsmith

Physical Description: 
Standing at a solid 6'8” with wide shoulders, deep chest and strong arms as would be expected of a metalsmith. He has a strong chin, broad nose and sharp cheeks. His salt and pepper hair is long, well, cared for, and kept back in a ponytail. He has a beard and mustache, well trimmed and maintained. Though he isn't overly handsome, he takes pride in keeping his appearance neat. His skin is pale, his eyes purple tinged blue, with generous laughter lines on the outside. His clothes are durable, tough, and well-fitted for easy movement.

Personality:
My'rik is a bear of a man - a teddy bear, that is. Gentle, patient, his size belies the true nature of his personality. He has a kind temper and a bright personality who tries to brighten the days of all those he comes into contact with. Cheerful, friendly and good-natured, it is a rare thing indeed to find My'rik in a bad mood or in any way an unpleasant temper. There is nothing deceptive about My'rik. He is one of those very rare people who are what they seem, with no ulterior motivations. He is genuine in everything he says and does.

Because he is everything he appears to be, he knows there are those out there who would attempt to use him and take advantage of him, and because he truly hates to cause upset he is extremely cautious in choosing those he and Malith will associate with beyond the relationship of artisan and customer he holds with most of those he knows and meets on a regular basis. But even this is not foolproof, and he does - more often than he might like to admit - end up on the wrong side of a manipulation...

Though one might think that having such an artistic profession would lend one to being able to see and appreciate and indulge in fantasy.... well surely that might be the case for some, but not for My'rik. He is pragmatic. Firmly grounded in reality... almost aggressively so. He will tolerate flights of fancy in children of certain ages, will even participate sometimes, but beyond a certain point and age, that stops. He will emphatically deny anything that is even slightly outside of reality... though for children, he will be as kind and careful about crushing their delusions as he can.

It takes great patience and focus to be a metalsmith. To take metals and bend them to one's will, to create objects that are beautiful and useful. Patience and focus that My'rik possesses in spades. Characteristics that bleed from the professional into the personal. Qualities that are good and appreciated in many means, but for him, his focus is so intense and penetrating it is discomfiting and too much for the normal person to handle for more than a very short while before wilting under the weight...

Positive Trait List patient,jovial,genuine
Negative Trait List cautious,pragmatic,intense

History: 
He doesn't speak much of his family or history... He was apprenticed to a metalsmith as early as he was able, his family cast him out and away for there was something about him or them that was not... just not compatible. Perhaps he was too serious, or not happy enough.. whatever it was, they couldn't get their fey child away from their home soon enough.

He worked hard, and trained, learning anything and everything his master was willing to teach him, but he favored the arts that were delicate and fine more then the more useful blacksmithy work or weaponsmithing. Another mark against him, at least as far as his family was concerned. If he wasn't going to change, or at least become somewhat useful for earning marks... they didn't really want him around.

He was Searched almost accidentally when he was 17, stood as a candidate for One Turn, Standing at several different clutches hatchings, before the clutch that held Malith. He became a dragonrider and kept on his metalsmithing on the side, and he has never once looked back.

A bit better than average for a dragon-rider, he does his best for the weyr, but doesn't like to stand out... he shys away from any and all spotlight, preferring to let others shine. Rock-steady and dependable, he and his white are neither the best nor worst in their wing. They do all that is expected of them, and they are quick to lend a hand to all those who need it. Whether in the form of partners in drills and practice, to offering goods or services to help others be and do the best they can.

And when it comes to relationships, discretion is his byword. My'rik isn't the type to kiss and tell... nor apparently is he the type to have a steady long term partner aside from Malith. He has had bedmates of both sexes, they have come and gone not really touching his heart. He enjoyed the while they were around, but he isn't one to go out and seek a bedmate or partner for each and every night. It is possible that he has offspring, but if he does, he doesn't know of them... unless the mother let him know.

If he did have children that he knew of, he wouldn't be a big presence in their lives.. he might be around for special occasions, and when he could, but he doesn't have much interest in raising children.. His dragon on the other hand... she would seek out any and all children and be a playmate, guardian, friend, whatever they wanted her to be.

Other:
- My'rik has been a rider for 12 turns, and has become very adept at making riding gear for dragons and their riders.

- He likes the finer works and as a hobby likes to make jewelry and toys for kiddos. He is especially fond of making pretty shinies for his Malith.

- has two flits Blue Tidal and Green Taiga

 

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White Malith



Name: Malith
Age:  12Turns
Color:  White
Size: 13'

Physical Description: 
The smallest a white can be, she is trim, elegantly proportioned and delicately ladylike. Made for speed and flexibility, her strength and stamina leave a lot to be desired. But she gets the job done. Her hide is a white that gleams with subtle iridescent sheen, and a delicate henna pattern along her neck, back and head.

Personality:  
Sweet, gentle, and tender-hearted, she likes to collect things that are cute. And if it were possible, she would adopt every candidate, firelizard, wher, whatever... if not for Hers, who is a very pragmatic, realistic man. This little bright light is not so easily discouraged, and she is quick to make friends.

She is extremely flighty unfortunately. Her attention, while it lasts, is intense, but transfers from one thing to the next, as soon as anything new catches her eye. The only thing that is constant is Hers, and her loyalty and devotion to Him. She is also stubborn, with a capital 'S'. Once she makes up her mind about something, the only thing that can change her mind – unless something else attracts her attention and focus in the meantime – is Hers.

 

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Tessiah of Blue Devanagarith


Name: Tessiah (aka Tessi)
Age: 19
Nameday: 3556.13.25
Sex: female
Sexual Orientation: undetermined
Weyr: High Reaches Weyr
Rider Rank: Weyrling
Previous Rank/Craft: trader

Physical Description: When one thinks of a dragon rider... she would be the last thing one might picture. Short at barely 5'0” tall, lean, lithe and wiry with gentle slight curves. She looks far younger than her years. She appears to be soft, but that softness belies the strength hidden within. Her skin is a perfectly unblemished sunkissed tan, a small smattering of freckles just across the bridge of her pixie-like nose, a mouth with plump lips that smile generously and often, and ears that are just this side of too large. Her features, while not plump are soft and gentle. Her hair is a platinum blonde that is almost white, and when not up in the latest fashions hangs to her low back. She is fond of lush, rich textiles and figure flattering clothes, and fun,
fuctional accessories.

Personality:
She sets her sights high and dreams even higher, and is too stubborn to be easily dissuaded even when she knows the odds are not in her favor. Somewhat naive, wanting to believe the best of everybody and everything, she tends to be easily crushed when her thoughts and beliefs are proven to be false. She tends to be emotional, feeling everything deeply, but she is quite cautious in allowing others to see how much she is affected by things. Though friendly, she isn't one to make friends easily, though those she does claim as friends won't find a more caring, loyal or devoted one. And she will spoil her friends with gifts and trinkets... anything to bring them a smile. While some might see her as soft or a pushover, she does have a core of steel, and if one pushes too hard she will push back. This lovely rose does have some sharp thorns...

Positive Trait List friendly, loyal, gentle
Negative Trait List naive, stubborn, lacks confidence

History: Born to two lower cavern workers at High Reaches, Tessiah grew up around and serving dragonriders. And from a very young age she determined she wanted to be one. Not through some childish idealistic fantasy, but knowing the good and bad and the costs of the lifestyle.

Her parents however wanted more for her. They couldn't afford to send her to a hall to learn a craft, but they wanted her to have a chance. She was better than them and deserved a better life, so they made arrangements with some traders who supplied the weyr, to have her apprentice with them. And if she happened to be searched when she was old enough to Stand, then all the better. But this way at least she would have a chance, whether it was within in the weyr or not.

She was happy with the traders, and she learned fast and well. Though they had a home base in a small hold, she was happier when travelling from place to place... Though many riders passed through, she made sure to be absent. She did not want to return to the weyr just yet, if the search dragons found her and deemed her a worthy candidate. At 14, she was learning too much, and having too good a time.

At 16 turns she got a crush on a local hold boy at the caravan's main home. As with many first loves, they were hot and heavy, believing they were destined to be together and all that.They were one of the greatest love stories that the hold would ever know. At least in her mind. She was nearly ready to leave the caravan to be with him, to forsake the that dream that was hidden in the back of her mind from childhood, but then was a Threadfall. A horrendous one which claimed not only his life, but the lives of many in the hold, including some of the traders who had taken her in to become one of their own. She was utterly devastated.

It was then when she felt she had lost everything, she remembered her earliest dream, of becoming a dragonrider. So the next time a dragon came through, she didn't hide. She was there, and she was Searched. She returned Home. To High Reaches, ready to become a candidate.

Other:


DRAGON



Name: Devanagarith
Origin of Name: (Sanskrit Devanagari) refers to the cintamani stone or wish fulfilling jewel in Buddhist and Hindu traditions. It is the equivalent of the philosopher's stone in western alchemic traditions. It is a legendary substance the is said to be capable of of transmuting common base metals into gold, as well as for the creation of the Elixir of life / immortality. In Harry Potter and the Philosopher's (Sorcerer's) Stone, a visit to Hagrid's hut at the foot of the school leads the trio (Harry, Ron and Hermione) to find a newspaper report stating there had been an attempted robbery of a Gringotts vault—the same vault that Hagrid and Harry had visited when the latter was getting his school supplies. A further indiscretion from Hagrid allows them to work out that the object kept under that trapdoor is a Philosopher's Stone, which grants its user immortality as well as the ability to turn any metal into pure gold. Harry is also informed by a centaur named Firenze in the forest that a plot to steal the Stone is being orchestrated by none other than Voldemort himself, who schemes to use it to be restored back to his body and return to power. 

Inspiration: Philosopher's stone

Age: 1 Turn

Personality Loyal to the ends of Pern and beyond to those who have proven themselves worthy. His love is as deep and boundless as the oceans- he loves His rider, His family, His weyr- without question. For them there is nothing he won't do. He would fly to the Red Star and back if someone wished it. And while Devana does anything and everything he can for others, he often forgets he is not a bottomless well that can give eternally without replenishment. It is up to His rider to to tell him when enough is enough and it is time to let others take over where he left off. Intelligent, he is often impatient with what he considers to be stupidity, but that covers a very large range.

And like his rider he is stubborn in ways that complement her. Where Tessiah won't let go of things easily, she is also reluctant to start, so he pushes her out of her comfort zone when needed, as she does the same for him. Neither will allow the other to give up on anything, unless it is needed for health or safety.

Size: 32'

Physical Attributes: Almost as large as a small brown, Devana is trim and elegant with oversized wings, which could look ungainly or ridiculous on another, but he holds them in such a way as to not be noticed as such and an overly long tail.

Additional Notes: Because of his size, he has almost the same stamina of a small brown... but he lost the manuverability and dexterity of the smaller of his color.

Why Me: Though Tessiah had always had such dreams, there was a small fearful part of her that never thought that she was good enough. But Devana always knew differently. Tessiah was stronger than she had always thought, and until she can find that confidence and strength within herself, Devana was more than willing to be that for her. As she would be able to temper his at times sharp edges. And if they managed to make it through the rigors of weyrlinghood and learn their lessons, they just might one day make a formidible force in the air.

 

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Lyssianne of Gold Asterith
Name: Lyssianne
Age: 101
Nameday: 3474.08.10
Sex: female
Sexual Orientation: not relevant
Weyr:Western Weyr
Rider Rank: semi-retired
Previous Rank/Craft: n/a

Physical Description:
6'8” tall and seemingly over thin - like a a strong breeze might blow her away – she still stands tall and proud, unbent and unbowed by the hardships that she had endured. Her hair is thick, long and white, remaining her crowning glory, and she takes great pride in keeping it shiny, soft and up in elaborate up dos that complement her striking features. Her eyes are a clear, bright intelligent violet and dance with unvoiced laughter. Surrounded by a generous amount of laughter lines. Her skin is weathered and darkened by time and a harsh life lived predominantly out of doors.

Personality:
If anyone could be described as being an island, Lyss would be that one. She is capable, dependable, self-contained and self-sufficient, practical. She doesn't need others - aside from Asterith - but she knows one can't survive alone. She won't ask anyone else to do other tasks if she can't do them herself. She works harder than she expects anyone else to, and though she isn't or wasn't the leader type, she does tend to show others what to do by her example. She isn't one to shy from the truth, nor will she sugar-coat or filter anything for the comfort of others.

While she's not the most demonstrative, it doesn't mean she doesn't feel. She does feel things, but to connect too deeply, to allow herself the chance to truly feel would be to open herself up to the messy entanglements of bonds that could be broken or betrayed. And she never wanted to make herself vulnerable enough to allow that to happen. So she built a wall to hide behind, so no one could see beyond the superficial. In spite of everything she still sees more good than bad in life.


Positive Trait List: Self-Sufficient, Practical, Optimistic
Negative Trait List: Distant, Intractable, Blunt


History:
Born in a small outlying hold to a family of common farmcrafters, it was the orchard labor she remembered the most. It was among the busiest time of the year for her family, and it was when they all worked together in the fields. Those were happy times...

She had seven siblings- four older, three younger. Life was hard, but they were content with their lot. They had each other and they had enough to survive. Her oldest sibling died in an accident out in the orchard when she was five, a younger sibling got sick and passed. So then there were six.

The family was poor, but they didn't starve, they had a roof over their heads, and they had eachother. All she knew was the life her family had, and she had never yearned for anything else. Then one day when she was about fifteen turns old, she was Searched by a passing brown rider from Western Weyr. She didn't Impress the first time she Stood... nor the second, or the third. It wasn't until she was 21 Turns old that her gold finally found her.

Neither she nor Asterith ever wanted to be anything special or to stand out, but they always did their best in their assigned duties and were content to not be more than normal. Neither were eager to settle down with a single mate, though they did enjoy the company of many lovers of all colors, races, genders etc.

Asterith rose regularly and clutched regularly, and many times, Lyss ended up with Flight lust children whom she passed off to the creche or to families who may have wanted offspring of their own but for whatever reason could not. She held no interest in being a mother, in actually raising the children, but she did do her best to make sure any children were well loved and cared for.

After she left her family, she didn't do much to keep in touch, just enough to know that they were all alive and well. When Thread returned, she lost two more siblings. A fact she was saddened by, but distantly. She turned her attentions to the weyr and her duties. Working hard to see that her home and family (the weyr's riders) were safe.


Other:
~ Had never been to any beach before she was Searched and brought to Western Weyr. But the second she first was at one, she fell in love with the feel of the sand under her feet, the sound and sight of the water. Enough so that she was sure to claim a beach side weyr when she Impressed Asterith, and they were allowed the weyr of their own.

~ Is ambidextrous


DRAGON
Name: Asterith
Age: 80
Color: gold
Size: 51'

Physical Description:
The maximum size a gold can be, Asterith is a very large girl, though more in terms of length and wingspan then muscle mass. A lean, lithe girl, she is elegantly proportioned. With a long tail, long head knobs, and large eyes with very prominent ridges that she adores having scratched.

Personality:
Where her rider is distant, and nearly an island unto herself, this gold is nearly the exact opposite. She is a social butterfly who needs the love and adoration of many. And where Hers is more distant, she is a very tactile and affectionate, prone to cuddling with anyone and everyone who would allow it. Sometimes pushing the boundaries with those who might not be as open to cuddling, but not truly forcing herself where she truly is not wanted.

Strong dependable, she has always been a steady rock, one who could be counted on to be where she was needed, doing what needs to be done without complaint.