Post by Amejisuto on Jun 30, 2008 17:57:59 GMT -5
Name: Cerridwen
Age: 18
Rank: JourneyWoman Jewelry(Jewel) Crafter
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight as an unbroken arrow
Appearance:
Cerridwen has always been the runt of the litter, as her mother always put it. She was born the smallest, and the oddest, out of her large family. Most of the others in her family had lighter hair ranges, but Cerridwen always favored the grandmother she was named after. This girl is delicate, and petite, but don't let that fool you, she can be dangerous. Cerridwen stands at a max of Five feet and four. Her form is lithe, and compact, and perfect for riding dragonback. Or so she has been told, by her grandmother, time and time again.
Cerridwen has a face, that some could consider cute, but its not beautiful. She has well rounded features, that are well sculpted. Shes not a beauty, but she is cute and pretty, as some have called her. Her looks are set off by two rather open, dark green eyes. Her eyes being of that cool green color of lovely emerald. Darker hints of green dance through those depths, and they can get even darker when shes angry. Innaria's greatest feature, would have to be her hair though. Long thick and black, these locks fall around her hips, and only add to her look.
Her favorite clothing to wear, are white shirts, with vests, and loose fitting pants. With more boot like shoes, that are wrapped to her legs. She has some jewelry that adorns her. Mostly a piece in her hair, a band that holds some hair together near her left ear. As well as stones that where made to affix to her ears. Overall, she is not what you would expect....
When she must she wears full Jewelry Crafter Regalia. Which includes some of her best works of art; a pair of blue green gemstone earrings in a silver set piece, A hair clip that pins her hair at the back of her head set with black and green stones, As well as an arm band thats a finely crafted silver engraved design, and a band chocker that bends to fit her neck properly. She often in this regalia wears a floor length dress, that is rather on the flattering side for her small frame. The dress is in Jewelery crafter colors, a silvery white.
Personality:
Quirky doesn't even begin to describe Cerridwen. She made up for her size, with mischief and trouble making. She has a sense of humor, and she knows how to use it. She loves to make others laugh, but she knows what it is to be serious. Her serious side is one that few see, but when its out, its out, and it stays out for awhile. Her serious side only comes about when its dearly needed. All around, shes a fun loving girl, and one that loves to play games.
Cerridwen has a sense of loyalty and a respect for her elders that runs deeper then any you may find. If you are a higher rank then her, she will listen to you no matter what you are telling her to do. It was ingrained into her, at a young age, to do so. Cerridwen also knows, that if you want freedom, you have to fight for it. That you shouldn't expect for it to be handed to you on a silver platter. She fought for all her freedom, and she led for it too, but it just made her the better person in the end. It didn't crush her spirit, it just made her better.
Her abilities in leadership run in her blood. Her grandmother once being a Gold Rider at another weyr, while her mother and father where both Wing Seconds of that same weyr. (Mother on Blue, Father on Green). Cerridwen is a young woman, that when she is handed a task, she does her all to see it accomplished. She believes that anything is possible, if you just work hard enough for it.
History:
Cerridwen was born the youngest of Green Rider X'rin, and Blue rider Amarin's twenty children. Her oldest sibling being of the age of twenty five, when Cerridwen was born. She was raised in one of the more cramped Weyrs, and she fought for every freedom she got. Being born so far along in her mothers life, she was not exactly the healthiest of children. She was sick a lot when she was little, but she overcame these illnesses, and learned from them. She always wondered, why she was so different from her brothers and sisters. Considering the fact they where all fair haired, or brown haired. While she was dark, and then her mother told her about her namesake grandmother, on her mothers side. She got to meet that Cerridwen... and she learned what she wanted in life.
She found out it was a tradition in her mothers family, and her fathers, of impressing and being riders. Cerridwen wanted to make her namesake proud, and she sought to be the second Gold rider in her family. She learned all she could about the weyrs, but as much good as she did, she did mischief. She just couldn't help it, she loved pulling pranks, it was just in her nature. Eventually, Foster Mother just got fed up wither the Weyrleader, and Weyrwoman constantly berating her about her daughter. They shipped her off a craft hall, where she began her craft in Jewelry...
She was nine when this happened, and she worked her hardest in the craft. At first her attitude in the hall was not appreciated, but slowly, things got better. People began to expect her to be happy and hyper. Then thats when the hardships happened. When she was thirteen she was working her hardest against a fellow crafter. She was still an apprentice and so was he, and he decided to sabotage her premier piece. She had been laboring for a sennight, to craft the green blue stone to perfection. Had its set piece all ready, the chocker would be perfect.
But the competition snuck into her work room in the middle of the night, and destroyed her gem. She persevered and got another, started her work again, each time he would destroy it. Finally, she got fed up and waited for him one of the nights. She beat the tar out of him, and had him shipped out of the craft hall. She wanted her pieces to shine at all costs, but not at the cost of cheating. It was then that she started the path to truly mastering the craft.
Several turns later, she blossomed into a young woman. On the eve of her sixteenth birthday, she walked the tables. She traveled then, with the Travelers, selling her wears. She would hole up for the winter at a hold with gems nearby, and would work all winter. Only to come out again, it was after her first holing up, that she saw a dragon in the sky.
Her dream to be the second Queen rider in her family was rekindled. But then she slowly realized, its not the dragon that makes you what you are, its what you do with your life. Shortly after she was searched and brought to Nyocia Weyr. Already she seems to have found some problems for her.
She met and fell in love with a Bronze Rider, before she even impressed. She's been impressed to Venuth from the Feather egg. At her first hatching. She's been with Jareth and Cenuth for nearly a turn and a half now. Her Barred still not rising, when her sisters have.
Pets:
Other:
-If a Rider:
Feather Egg
Name: Venuth
Color: Barred
Size: 28 Meters
Appearance: If it weren’t for the purple markings, Venuth could be a green. Her hide has hardly any hints of silver in it. The other thing that makes it clear Venuth is a Barred is her size. She is on the larger end of the spectrum for a Barred, which would make her a giant green, but less knowledgeable people still mistake her for one on occasion.
Personality: Venuth flirts constantly. If it’s a dragon, a male, and it has a pulse, she’ll flirt with it. When she isn’t flirting, she’s thinking of new flirting methods to try. Not only is she seductive, but she’s also easily seduced. She is a true romantic at heart and she loves getting compliments from the males. The only thing she loves more than flirting is setting up her rider. She is constantly telling her rider to talk to boys (or girls; she knows humans can like both and she doesn’t care, as long as there’s flirting going on) and ask them on a date.
Inspiration: Venus, goddess of love (also known as Aphrodite)
Color Code: 84E8AB
Name Change: Cerri
Password:needlethorn
Age: 18
Rank: JourneyWoman Jewelry(Jewel) Crafter
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight as an unbroken arrow
Appearance:
Cerridwen has always been the runt of the litter, as her mother always put it. She was born the smallest, and the oddest, out of her large family. Most of the others in her family had lighter hair ranges, but Cerridwen always favored the grandmother she was named after. This girl is delicate, and petite, but don't let that fool you, she can be dangerous. Cerridwen stands at a max of Five feet and four. Her form is lithe, and compact, and perfect for riding dragonback. Or so she has been told, by her grandmother, time and time again.
Cerridwen has a face, that some could consider cute, but its not beautiful. She has well rounded features, that are well sculpted. Shes not a beauty, but she is cute and pretty, as some have called her. Her looks are set off by two rather open, dark green eyes. Her eyes being of that cool green color of lovely emerald. Darker hints of green dance through those depths, and they can get even darker when shes angry. Innaria's greatest feature, would have to be her hair though. Long thick and black, these locks fall around her hips, and only add to her look.
Her favorite clothing to wear, are white shirts, with vests, and loose fitting pants. With more boot like shoes, that are wrapped to her legs. She has some jewelry that adorns her. Mostly a piece in her hair, a band that holds some hair together near her left ear. As well as stones that where made to affix to her ears. Overall, she is not what you would expect....
When she must she wears full Jewelry Crafter Regalia. Which includes some of her best works of art; a pair of blue green gemstone earrings in a silver set piece, A hair clip that pins her hair at the back of her head set with black and green stones, As well as an arm band thats a finely crafted silver engraved design, and a band chocker that bends to fit her neck properly. She often in this regalia wears a floor length dress, that is rather on the flattering side for her small frame. The dress is in Jewelery crafter colors, a silvery white.
Personality:
Quirky doesn't even begin to describe Cerridwen. She made up for her size, with mischief and trouble making. She has a sense of humor, and she knows how to use it. She loves to make others laugh, but she knows what it is to be serious. Her serious side is one that few see, but when its out, its out, and it stays out for awhile. Her serious side only comes about when its dearly needed. All around, shes a fun loving girl, and one that loves to play games.
Cerridwen has a sense of loyalty and a respect for her elders that runs deeper then any you may find. If you are a higher rank then her, she will listen to you no matter what you are telling her to do. It was ingrained into her, at a young age, to do so. Cerridwen also knows, that if you want freedom, you have to fight for it. That you shouldn't expect for it to be handed to you on a silver platter. She fought for all her freedom, and she led for it too, but it just made her the better person in the end. It didn't crush her spirit, it just made her better.
Her abilities in leadership run in her blood. Her grandmother once being a Gold Rider at another weyr, while her mother and father where both Wing Seconds of that same weyr. (Mother on Blue, Father on Green). Cerridwen is a young woman, that when she is handed a task, she does her all to see it accomplished. She believes that anything is possible, if you just work hard enough for it.
History:
Cerridwen was born the youngest of Green Rider X'rin, and Blue rider Amarin's twenty children. Her oldest sibling being of the age of twenty five, when Cerridwen was born. She was raised in one of the more cramped Weyrs, and she fought for every freedom she got. Being born so far along in her mothers life, she was not exactly the healthiest of children. She was sick a lot when she was little, but she overcame these illnesses, and learned from them. She always wondered, why she was so different from her brothers and sisters. Considering the fact they where all fair haired, or brown haired. While she was dark, and then her mother told her about her namesake grandmother, on her mothers side. She got to meet that Cerridwen... and she learned what she wanted in life.
She found out it was a tradition in her mothers family, and her fathers, of impressing and being riders. Cerridwen wanted to make her namesake proud, and she sought to be the second Gold rider in her family. She learned all she could about the weyrs, but as much good as she did, she did mischief. She just couldn't help it, she loved pulling pranks, it was just in her nature. Eventually, Foster Mother just got fed up wither the Weyrleader, and Weyrwoman constantly berating her about her daughter. They shipped her off a craft hall, where she began her craft in Jewelry...
She was nine when this happened, and she worked her hardest in the craft. At first her attitude in the hall was not appreciated, but slowly, things got better. People began to expect her to be happy and hyper. Then thats when the hardships happened. When she was thirteen she was working her hardest against a fellow crafter. She was still an apprentice and so was he, and he decided to sabotage her premier piece. She had been laboring for a sennight, to craft the green blue stone to perfection. Had its set piece all ready, the chocker would be perfect.
But the competition snuck into her work room in the middle of the night, and destroyed her gem. She persevered and got another, started her work again, each time he would destroy it. Finally, she got fed up and waited for him one of the nights. She beat the tar out of him, and had him shipped out of the craft hall. She wanted her pieces to shine at all costs, but not at the cost of cheating. It was then that she started the path to truly mastering the craft.
Several turns later, she blossomed into a young woman. On the eve of her sixteenth birthday, she walked the tables. She traveled then, with the Travelers, selling her wears. She would hole up for the winter at a hold with gems nearby, and would work all winter. Only to come out again, it was after her first holing up, that she saw a dragon in the sky.
Her dream to be the second Queen rider in her family was rekindled. But then she slowly realized, its not the dragon that makes you what you are, its what you do with your life. Shortly after she was searched and brought to Nyocia Weyr. Already she seems to have found some problems for her.
She met and fell in love with a Bronze Rider, before she even impressed. She's been impressed to Venuth from the Feather egg. At her first hatching. She's been with Jareth and Cenuth for nearly a turn and a half now. Her Barred still not rising, when her sisters have.
Pets:
Other:
-If a Rider:
Feather Egg
Name: Venuth
Color: Barred
Size: 28 Meters
Appearance: If it weren’t for the purple markings, Venuth could be a green. Her hide has hardly any hints of silver in it. The other thing that makes it clear Venuth is a Barred is her size. She is on the larger end of the spectrum for a Barred, which would make her a giant green, but less knowledgeable people still mistake her for one on occasion.
Personality: Venuth flirts constantly. If it’s a dragon, a male, and it has a pulse, she’ll flirt with it. When she isn’t flirting, she’s thinking of new flirting methods to try. Not only is she seductive, but she’s also easily seduced. She is a true romantic at heart and she loves getting compliments from the males. The only thing she loves more than flirting is setting up her rider. She is constantly telling her rider to talk to boys (or girls; she knows humans can like both and she doesn’t care, as long as there’s flirting going on) and ask them on a date.
Inspiration: Venus, goddess of love (also known as Aphrodite)
Color Code: 84E8AB
Name Change: Cerri
Password:needlethorn
