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101!
Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2019 7:19 am
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A gold by Zaikt
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.
Born in a small outlying hold to a family of orchard laborers. 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.
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, 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.
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.
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.
Dragon Art or Proof of Obtainment: awaiting ...
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ShinosBee generated a random number between
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106!
Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2019 8:00 am
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A gold by Zaikt
Name: Ninion "Son of tears" Age: 106 Nameday: 3469.05.12 Sex: Transfemale Sexual Orientation:Too old for that mess! Weyr: Western Weyr Rider Rank: Semi-retired rider Previous Rank/Craft: Wingrider
Physical Description: Tall and willowy, Ninion's once-broad frame has been reduced, somewhat, by the creeping crawl of time. Her long tumble-blonde hair has been streaked slowly to a more platinum tint than its previous glitter, and more often ends up let loose to do as it likes these days—no need to stand on formality and spend precious hours doing it up when she has so few left, right? She still takes care to apply subtle makeup, especially to bring out her eyes (green, like the sea, she'll insist, though age has paled them somewhat as well—not nearly enough to damage her sight however), and dresses well though not nearly as lavishly as she once did in her prime. All he clothes are built for work and comfort (less chafing on these old bones please, dear), as she's still quite active, but where a modern goldrider's gear might be built for long-term combat, more leather than stitching, she still finds deft needlework a necessity, and leaves the riding gear as a bit of an add-on, all told.
Personality: On the surface Ninion is funny, fun to be around, relaxed with herself and the world, and old enough to have stopped letting what anyone says or thinks bother her. She has a widely-accepting nature that seems content to afford everyone a second and even third chance, and is more humorous about slights than a younger version of herself might have been. However, such outlooks are not without their drawbacks—her willingness to let anyone mess up and stumble without help over and over means that she is slow to offend, but also can stymie others' growth. When she has a chance to say something, to be part of a teaching moment... she tends to shrug and leave it to someone else.
In her heart of hearts, she's got herself together, and Goenith well in-hand, and that's really all she owes to anyone. She's done her time (easy and effortless as it was in a time before thread) and should be owed that deference. Now, that doesn't mean you have to treat her like a queen, not at all—just accept that she doesn't have to do the same level of work as others (and not just because she's semi-retired already!) And honestly no one has any business telling her what to do at this point. Younger her took orders. Old her is more inclined to shrug off reprimands and judgement when they're handed down to her.
Secretly as well, for all that she will afford anyone multiple chances, she never, ever forgets a slight. She might never say anything about it, might never take any action... but she remembers, and quietly, inside, she's judging you for it, planning out your downfall in excruciating detail, much to Goenith's vicious amusement. Positive Trait List Easy-going, patient, affectionate, humorous Negative Trait List Careless, cocky, lenient, unforgiving
History: When it comes to her life before Goenith, Ninion doesn't like to talk about it. As far as records mention, she was a stands-impression, at least as much as one could be back in those days. Goenith's mother was unattached to any Weyr and laid her clutch while visiting the Hold Ninion lived in, and while her parents had no real interest in seeing their child 'stolen away' into some no-longer-needed class of persons, when the furious little gold attempted to shove past her mother and bite at her father for barring her way, there was no other option.
For her part, Ninion was more than happy to be free of the Hold, free to rove the world and do anything she liked. who would ever try to stop her from being herself and doing what she wanted and when she wanted, now with Goenith, who was only ever sweet for her, at her side? For turns they lived it up, taking more or less no responsibility for chasing their desires, hopping from place to place and having fun. The world had no need of them, which was wonderfully freeing, and in time they began to realize that while not needed, they were wanted in some places. And that made all the difference. Eventually the pair came to roost in Western Weyr. Unlike in places like High Reaches, there was nothing much expected of them but to get along, and it afforded them both an aspect of socialization that they had been missing for a while. Goenith, of course, quickly regretted the choice to move in among so very many noisy, nosy, bothersome dragons (namely any dragons), but Ninion found herself too amused to leave.
They stuck around the Weyr ever since, whiling away an easy twenty turns before thread returned. Then and only then was Goenith more happy to be at the Weyr than Ninion... because she got to fight. They both know it won't be for long—while Goenith is still strong as ever, age at last has begun to grasp for her rider, and not even the gold's fury and daring can keep the scoring threads away forever. Other: Anything else you want to add?
Physical Description: Goenith is a large gold. Very. Large. Her natural sharp edges (she has not been anything of soft or round since her hatchling days) have only grown sharper with age. Her wings are broader than usual, only adding to her sense of calamitous presence, with tattered edges despite a life lived mostly in thread-free skies—her many flights have not always been loving and gentle, and her lack of caution once thread did return have all left their marks.
Personality: Goenith is not your friend. She is not your protector, and she is no one's queen. Her hatred for thread and desire to fight is why she fights even though she could be retired—it has nothing to do with those souls counting on her and her rider (and all the other dragons), and it never will. Aside from when she rises (and often even then) she would prefer to spend her time in solitude with her rider. She thrives on action, not sitting around and talking, and probably would have rather been born a green than a gold... excepting that she enjoys throwing her weight around, and being able to press other dragons when push comes to shove.
She has never had a taste for rank—it involves making nice, and caring about others, and just isn't for her. Inversely, she's a gluttonous creature, and spent many of her younger years enjoying being treated a cut above the rest by virtue of her hide's color. It's only now that thread has returned that she really has come to dislike that aspect of herself—she wants to be able to flame, not just fly, and would probably trade having ever been able to clutch for that ability. Unable to attack thread herself, she is even more of a dare-devil than she probably ought to be, often risking injury in order to let her rider flame thread in her stead. She would much rather fight than catch those dragons too weak to last the fall, but thankfully, for all her strength of will and resilience, she simply cannot deny her rider's more tempered and sensible commands. Pros: Resilient, honest, daring. Cons: Cruel, selfish, solitary.
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106!
Name: Valeteresh Age: 106 Nameday: YYYY.MM.DD i.e. 3560.03.18 [Please note that Pern has 13 months and each month has 28 days.] Sex: Female Sexual Orientation: Weyr: Western Weyr Rider Rank: Previous Rank/Craft: If applicable. Physical Description: Personality: Positive Trait List [At least 3. Just spell out what they are and it should follow your written personality i.e. cheerful, loyal, confident] Negative Trait List [At least 3. Just spell out what they are and it should follow your written personality i.e. insecure, selfish, anxious] History: Other: Anything else you want to add?
DRAGON Name: Vostoth Age: Color: Gold Size: Please select actual length appropriate to their color and our size chart. Physical Description: Personality: Dragon Art or Proof of Obtainment: This could be the cert, the thumbnail uncert, or proof on where you transferred them, or won them, etc.
faesinger generated a random number between
90 and 120 ...
102!
Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2019 11:55 am
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A gold by Zaikt
Name: Felestia Age: 102 Nameday: 3473.07.22 Sex: Female Sexual Orientation: Flexible Weyr: Western Weyr Rider Rank: Retired Previous Rank/Craft: Wingrider and before that Journeyman Tailor Physical Description: Felestia is tall and lithe. Very pale skin and black hair. Green eyes. Even years of being a dragon rider could not bulk her up. Personality: A generally amiable person, Felestia enjoys social occasions and is full of easy smiles. Being with her has been likened to drinking a warm cup of klan or tea. Though a few would argue that it can be unpredictably spiked with alcohol. She finds the world quite droll and is often amused about something. Not afraid to share what she is amused about is putting it mildly. She wants people to share in her amusement and weird understanding of the world. There are some topics though that some of her friends steer clear of, if just to save themselves a hyper enthusiastic chatter on the subject. She is passionate and emotive most of the time, but when you get her started on those topics, such as fashion, she will endanger any crockery within arms reach.
A little frivolous, Felestia indulges in things and doesn’t really take complaints or concerns seriously. She does what she wants because it is what she wants and brushes off and chastisements with levity. She is rather unashamed about pandering to her own preferences and unabashed about pursuing them. Though she is rather reactive and more likely to act quickly without much thought when unexpected occurrences happen.
Positive Trait List Droll, Enthusiastic, Amiable Negative Trait List Unashamed, Frivolous, Reactive History: Felestia was born to two very serious and straightforward parents in Tillek. They didn’t know what to do with their rambunctious and to them strange child. She got in trouble often as a child and they just couldn’t figure out what to do. So when she showed a passion for clothing and designing it was with some relief that they sent her to the Weavercrafthall.
She loved it there and eventually became a Journeyman and set off to explore various types of clothing and design for people. When she was 29 she had the good fortune to witness a Hatching at Whitecliff Weyrhold. Much to everyone’s surprise she impressed a gold dragon, Quineth.
After Weyrling training she became a wandering designer and managed to make something of a reputation. But she never thought herself good enough to try to become a master. Maybe it was the time caring for Quineth that held her back but she didn’t mind. Quineth was better than any Master title. Even though she wandered she would go back to Whitecliff for Quineth’s clutchings.
Both Felstia and Quineth made all the wrong choices in love over the years. They had their hearts broken many times and eventually stopped looking for someone to share their lives with. When they finally settled in Wetern Weyr when Felstia was 76, it was with great delight that they got to spend some time helping in the creche. Both of them loved the children and Quineth delighted in being a climbing place for the young ones.
It was an adjustment to being a wingrider for a bit, and those years as one caused Felstia to understand better why dragonriders stuck together more. The companionship of other dragonriders was delightful. She had no issue with having a female greenrider Weyrleader when Hestia took over and found the whole thing rather amusing.
Eventually Felestia had to retire because, though Quineth was still able to be in a wing, she was not. Her bones ache when flying and doing drills left her stiff and in pain for hours. She was old but not too old to help out. She became a fixture in the creche and helped raise may children.
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DRAGON Name: Quineth Age: 73 Color: Gold Size: 43’ Physical Description: Chubby and with short legs and tail, Quineth looks like the dragon version of an old dumpy lady. Personality: Quineth love love. She is a romantic who just sees the best in the world and the situation. She match makes without shame and sighs dreamily at young love. One of her great regrets is that she never succeeded in finding that love for herself. A little flighty she can forget to do things easily and feels great remorse when she realizes it. She practically droops at the idea that she might have disappointed someone because she forgot or was distracted. But when she is happy she is radiant with joy and oozes contentment. Her emotions are extremes. Dragon Art or Proof of Obtainment: The Old’n Golden and Silver Foxes giveaway
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115!
sariraii generated a random number between
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98!
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Name: Talayla Age: 98 Turns as of 3575.08.16 Nameday: 3477.07.22 Sex: Female (Cis, She/her) Sexual Orientation: Overall, not super interested in sex or romance Weyr: High Reaches Weyr Rider Rank: Semi-Retired Rider Previous Rank/Craft: Jr. Weyrwoman Physical Description: With long white hair tumbling down to her mid-back, Talayla silvered early and easily. She wears her hair down, but often with some kind of intricate design, such as the wisps by her face pulled back and bound into a bun behind her head, or braided with flowers and beads. Her hair has a slight wave, and despite its gray-white color, looks healthy, every bit as thick and lovely as her "golden" turns. Her skin tone is pale, lacking the rosy cheeks or hints of color that would make her seem a little less like a doll. It's only the liver spots and wrinkles that have appeared with age that make her look more human, changing the appearance of her pale skin. She was quite the beauty in her youth, but remains lovely even without her youth.
As it is, her features are exaggerated, with large, doe-like brown eyes and full lips. Despite this, her cheeks have started to sag with wrinkles and her eyes show her age. Her forehead shows wrinkles from many turns of raising an eyebrow at the poor behavior of others, and her lips, despite being full, show turns of her signature coy smile.
In size, Talayla is a wisp of a woman. While not frail, and certainly still suited to the rider lifestyle, she's grown slimmer with age and her hands have begun to shake, just a tad. She's short, standing a hair under 5', and while she is still fit, she certainly feels past her prime.
Personality: Talayla is no longer a wild child; she is now a difficult adult. It's her way or the highway, and she puts her foot down on anything she doesn't agree with. She's very feisty, with an attitude to anyone who tries to tell her what to do. She's mellowed out with age, and listens to others when it's important, but she's generally a difficult woman who prefers to be in control. Clearly, Talayla knows best, and you know nothing. Respect your elders, young one! Especially when they ride gold, and are responsible for leading the weyr to success! (No, they didn't lead the Weyr, but that's irrelevant. They contributed! The Weyr would be nothing without their leadership.) (Note: they didn't actually do anything.)
Despite her small size, Talayla is concentrated attitude. She is confident and won't let herself be pushed around. She knows her rank, so you should know your place. Traditional through-and-through, she believes strongly in the way things are, and treats chromatics like they are lesser. She's not especially nice to anyone, of course, and everyone fulfills their role, but she has a certain sense of "better than you." She buys into the color system, and won't hesitate to enforce it. She's got the most authority ever, obviously, because she's your elder AND a goldrider. She demands respect.
Tradition is vital. She doesn't like white dragons, and dislikes the shifts towards more equality in some weyrs. Browns shouldn't Impress to girls, and CERTAINLY shouldn't be in charge of anything. Even wingsecond, in her opinion, is too much. She can be a bit rigid, stuck in the past, but it's worked well for High Reaches, with the return of thread, so she sticks by it. Stubborn to a T, she digs her heels in when she disagrees and good luck changing her mind. She can be more than a bit rigid, and hates changes in plans or doing things differently. Not especially creative or resourceful, she nonetheless works hard. She maintains the militaristic, regimented High Reaches mindset above all else.
When it comes to sharing her opinions, Talayla doesn't hold back. She has a strong will and is certainly opinionated--even when no one asked for her opinion. It's as if she doesn't realize that she's not in charge, and gives her two cents on everything. She can be overly critical and disdainful in many ways. While she makes a good leader, she's also no longer in a leadership role, and can be especially bossy. Her passionate side runs deep, and she believes strongly and fights for her beliefs.
That said, she's a hard worker. She doesn't want to retire, and has worked hard, even as semi-retired. She will have a difficult time transitioning to the fully retired age in two turns, and fights all suggestions that maybe she's not in her prime anymore. She has duties, and she believes strongly in them. She has to do her part and contribute to the Weyr, and won't ever see herself as more of a liability than not. She pushes herself and her dragon hard, but hopefully, it won't come back to bite her; she's young enough that she can handle it, at the moment, despite being an elderly, ancient queenrider. Determined, she doesn't give up.
Practical and concrete in her thought process, Talayla is quick to figure out how things should be. If something doesn't work, she may stick by it if it's how things have always been, but she prefers to be practical in her daily life. That said, she enjoys a life of luxury, and can be a bit indulgent. She is detail-oriented, and often good at taking care of the little things. She makes for a good behind-the-scenes planner, despite her preference to be in the limelight, and have overt control.
Talayla is harsh. She believes in a way things should be, and will not sugarcoat her words. Life is harsh and cruel, after all--she's blunt, only telling it like it is. She can be exceptionally strict, holding others--and herself--to high standards.
Positive Trait List Practical, Determined, Passionate, Dutiful, Detail-oriented Negative Trait List Rigid, Harsh, Stubborn, Feisty, Strict History: Born and raised in High Reaches, she has seen many things over the turns. Her parents raised her well, as a traditional child who believed in the return of thread. She aspired to be a dragonrider from a young age, and nothing short of gold would do. How could it be otherwise, when brown was not meant for women, and blue and green were so lowly? Not that she'd even consider a white dragon, of course!
Despite her strict parental upbringing, she was still raised in the creche. Her time there was more flexible than the life her parents gave her, without as strict consequences or as traditional views. Even the creche did not afford much in terms of different viewpoints, and Talayla grew to be the staunchest supporter of High Reaches' viewpoints. That said, she still had her wild child period. In her teens, she ran away with a trader caravan, determined to see the world. She left a note, but stole out at night with a friend. At 18, they stopped by a weyrhold, and Talayla was fascinated to see a hatching outside the Weyr. She'd return to High Reaches within a turn, determined to Impress before she aged out, but this plan ended up being wrong; at that very hatching, a gold dragonet turned her head towards the spectators.
It was a quiet, informal hatching, at a minor weyrhold, and not especially traditional, but it was at that hatching that Talayla found hers. Talayla. You are mine, and together we will lead Pern to success. With her claim made, Ageiroth's eyes whirled with rainbows, and the small woman rushed towards her bond. She knew she'd Impress gold, but she never imagined now.
She had many romantic flings leading up to this hatching, breaking hearts and warming beds, only to leave soon after, without attachment; after Impressing, this ended, and never quite resumed. After weyrlinghood, before her dragon's maiden flight, she left for High Reaches, ready to return to do her duty. Her home welcomed her with open arms--she was a goldrider, after all!--but she never got her dream of Senior Weyrwoman.
Over the turns, Ageiroth rose many times, but lacked enough mother instinct to follow up on them after weyrlinghood. She, too, could not keep track of all her children. Eventually, she stopped clutching, and they lost their status of Junior Weyrwomen. Still, they fought thread when it rose, and thus far, have received only minor injuries. She's very "told you so" about it.
When Ageiroth rose, Talayla became pregnant a few times, and has a few children as a result.
Other: -Has children, grandchildren, etc. Probably not especially close to any but the children, but still tries to be in their lives. Can't keep track of them all. All her children were born of flightlust.
DRAGON Name: Ageiroth Age: 80 turns as of 3575.08.16 [Hatchday:] Color: Gold Size: 42' Physical Description: Ageiroth is a small queen, just like her rider. Not only is her length below average, but she is short and low to the ground, though her wingspan is rather large for her size. Her features are delicate and lovely, with curved headknobs and gentle, soft ridges. Slender and wiry, Ageiroth has not put on much weight over the turns. If anything, she has only become smaller, and looks a bit scrawny, as though she is not quite eating enough. Her hide is duller than it once was, but nonetheless maintains the metallic sheen of a gold. Personality: Fiercely protective, Ageiroth has all the attitude of her rider, though it is more outwardly focused, rather than inward. She will defend others, even with her life if need be. While noble in many ways, she often believes others to simply be incapable and incompetent. They need her to take charge and control them, because they are all stupid and slow. Condescending, even to her loved ones, Ageiroth believes other people to be useless without her guidance, and has difficulty giving up control of a situation. That said, her rider is seen as exceptionally capable--that's why she chose her, after all!
Like her rider, Ageiroth will succeed. If she has to claw her way to the top, she will. Anything to keep her weyr safe. She is controlling, and has difficulty stepping back and letting others lead. She has difficulty, as a result, with her own role.
Quick to snap at others, Ageiroth is a prickly, difficult gold. She is grouchy and hard to work with, and tends to mutter insults softly, as if under her breath--but definitely meant to be audible. She doesn't hesitate to tell another they are doing something wrong, and is known for phrases like, Here--just let me do it! Insulting, she calls others names, but is not as rude as she seems. She does have a caring heart, deep down.
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107!
Physical Description: Clare isn't really much to look at, if you ask her. She's of an average build, with broad shoulders, though every inch of her is muscle. Her nose is upturned, lips a soft rose and oft curling in to a sweet smile for others. Her eyes are a bright blue, clear and sharp, capable of spotting things from a distance, whereas her hair is a bright, striking ginger red. She keeps straight cut bangs, with long, waving hair that is almost always either in a ponytail or braid. She tends to wear green tones with her cords, preferring greens and natural browns to the more fancy tones of those that other Goldriders might weyr.
Personality: Clarethie is a woman who knows who she is. She's been a Goldrider for 42 turns, after all, and she and Coelureth are an established pair. This woman knows what she's made of, and knows well that she and her Gold are worth their weight in marks. There is never a moment that Clare doubts one of her actions, or decisions, even if something ends poorly. She'll accept blame, and bow her head but she is still sure that what she did was the right thing to do. The woman tends to be a bit more distant from other people, though you wouldn't know it from meeting her. People are kept far back, arm's length, and if you told Clare that she might have to spend more than her normal time socializing? She would find great displeasure in it. Why bother letting your emotions and whatnot getting in the way when you could far more easily sit back and watch, making sure you're at much less risk?
Once Clare has her goals set, she's on her way! After all, there's no reason even leaving the weyr in the morning if she's not got everything set just so. Goals are necessary, important to the woman, and once her daily goals are set? They're going to be accomplished, come hell or high water. While she might be the sort that you can rely on, she tends to be a bit more sharp of tongue. There's no point in beating around the bush, and if you've done something wrong? Clarethie will most certainly let you know in no uncertain terms. She's always been rather good at finding the chinks in others' armor, and exploiting them as she must.
She prefers staying laser-focused. Everything she does is driven by that central focal point. That is her task for the day, for the sevenday, for the turn. It is something that is almost impossible to derail her from. Clare will always choose the thing that has her attention or has been planned over any spontaneous moment. However, if you really want to catch her attentions, Clarethie is a bit vain. She enjoys compliments, and takes time and care to make sure she always looks her best.
Positive Trait List Confident, Goal-oriented, Focused Negative Trait List Cold, Sharp-tongued, Vain
History: Clarethie was born to a pair of Courtesans. She'd tell you that's where she inherited every trait that she had, and she would be right. Her mother was a driven woman, intent on making sure everything went according to plan for both herself, and her sister, and her father? Was a vain peacock of a creature that made sure that his family would at least TRY to see the beauty in life, or at least in themselves. It made for a strange upbringing, especially in Nabol. Honestly? Clarethie herself preferred the structure, and it was early in her years that she decided to take to a different home all together. It was to the Healerhall in Fort that she went when she was only 10 turns of age, going with a family friend who was making the travel.
Such worry there was that she would be far from her family, but for a girl whose life revolved around structure and schedule? It was perfect. When she turned 14, she dove in to Healercraft, devoted to following people around like a duckling and learning as much as she could. She went far enough to be a journeyman Dragonhealer before at age 19, she found herself eye to eye with a Green dragon. How disruptive was it to suddenly have your life upturned by a Search? How insane did it throw her punctual life to be told that she'd be perfect...And yet instead of saying no, she accepted it, and decided to go with the woman to High Reaches Weyr. What threw her further out of whack was that the same turn that she was searched? That she got used to candidate life? A clutch shelled a rather plain little Gold who decided that Clarethie was destined for her.
Shards and shells, while she was delighted by Coelureth's attentions, and the warmth of the Gold's mind joining with hers, there was also raw fear. Fear that dulled the Gold's hide before Clare decided to say it would be alright...that she'd learn the new schedule...After all, Gold meant something here, and meant opportunities. She dove in to the work of a Weyrling and Goldrider enthusiastically, happy to be of service to the Weyrwoman and her Second, as well as the Weyrleader. She would do whatever she was asked, if only to curry the favor she'd need to create the image that she herself wanted to cultivate.
Once graduated, she kept the same mind. Fight, support, never taking a permanent lover, even when Coelureth would rise. The pair became known as a rather efficient set. Both were punctual, content to take on any task given. Even through the years, as they've perfected their Craft and spent time...possibly sucking up to Zheria and her dragon, they've been intent to make a name for themselves. After all, while neither has ambition to be more than a Junior Weyrwoman, they know that being in good graces of the person in charge serves you well...VERY well.
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DRAGON Name: Coelureth Age: 82 turns Color: Gold Size: 50' Physical Description: Golden Coelureth is large, for a gold, ranging on the broad and bulky side. Her body and legs make up the majority of the bulk, with a slightly longer neck and a more wedged head than normal. Her tail is on the short side. With a deep almost brownish gold hide, and few marking aside from threadscore all across her, some might think this Gold plain, but she would disagree rather distinctly.
Personality: Coelureth is a dragon who is maternal to begin. Her very mind and behavior is that of a mother first and foremost, watching over every dragon she comes in to contact with in a fierce protective nature. The Gold rather likes feeling like she belongs in the lives of those she touches. She is also ambitious. Though born a Queen, at the top of the top, she wants to rise to the VERY top eventually. Why wouldn't she? She is a QUEEN, and a large, confident one at that. However, above being a Queen, she is a fighter. Coelureth finds herself frustrated that she is not allowed to fight thread higher in the air. She wants nothing more than to charge the stuff. Instead, she chooses to use her warrior instinct for the sake of others, for her favored few. Any in Coelureth's good graces will have a fierce protector for life.
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