Post by Missa on May 13, 2008 3:14:34 GMT -5
Name: Zadari
Age: 20 turns
Rank: Rider
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance: (Standing at an average 5'7", Zadari isn't overly slim, nor is she over-weight in any way. Her build is seemingly fragile, but anyone stupid enough to tick her off, soons find out differently. Her slender frame is roped with muscles and despite having all the curves a woman could want, Zadari isn't weak... Despite what some may think.
With fairly childish features, one might think Zadari well below her turns, a pert nose and high-set cheek bones, she seems to have not eyt mellowed out into the mature looks she ought have. A small dusting of freckles feathers across her nose and her full lips are always parted in a bright smile.
Framing these features, hair the colour of flame spirals in curls to just past her shoulder-blades. Her hair is fairly thick and seems to have a mind of it's own, when it's up, it never stays up, when it's down, it gets in the way so Zadari has to put it up. A rather annoying thing actually. Her eyes are like bright emeralds and sparkle like the gems the colour is named for, lately are dull and without their normal sparkle of mischeif, Zadari's eyes speak of an endless pain that won't stop.
Personality: Zadari has quite a quirky nature, one moment she can be perfectly calm and even enjoying another's company, the next, she may be snapping their head off for nothing at all. Like alot of red-heads, Zadari has a hot temper and it's very quick to flare, unfortunately, it's not so quick to cool.
On another side, she's a playfull, affectionate person. Before she came to the Weyr and Impressed, pranks were very much a favourite past-time. She seems to have grown out of pranks, but in it's place, a smart-mouth has appeared. When speaking to her, one must be very careful for Zadari is quick to take insult and give it back as well.
If one doesn't want to be on the sharper edge of her temper, it would be best if they didn't mention anything eve remotely sexist. Her anger at the non-existent equality between men and women is a passionate subject and Zadari is quite happy to complain about it. When injured, she's likely to push herself further, not really caring if she makes the injury worse, she's out to prove she's just as good as anyone. Zadari isn't one to mention she's not well, or hurting in any way, as she feels this will degrade her in someway. Lately, she has become withdrawn and quiet, a solem shadow of the girl she was.
History: Born in a small Hold, Zadari's life was very uneventful for a long while. She was a bit of a tomboy,enduring the lessons on sewing and such only because it pleased her mother. An only child, Zadari was often talking to herself about many different things, as her parents were so over-protective.. If she'd been a Flit, Zadari highly doubted she would have been allowed to hatch.
Personally, she rathered to explore, get dirty, find her way around and have grand adventures rather than sit and gossip about the newest cute guy. You would more often find her helping out with healers and getting her hands dirty then sewing a dress for gathers. And when Gathers did come around. No skirts for this girl, faded and worn breeches were hers. Her outfit, she didn't dance, she caused havoc. She pranked, she watched the races. Rode in some. Talked to dragonriders to learn about their lives. Never was she thought acceptable for the Weyr by their dragons. Which many suppose that is what she was hoping for. She gave up, and could soon be found just bargining for bubbly pies.
She had a few friends as she got older, but never married, due to two things. One, her parents never arranged anything, knowing Zadari would like make it blow up in their faces if they did, and they cared for her happiness. Two, unless they wanted to find themselves unable to have children, not one of the hold boys would suggest anything remotely in that area, Zadari just wasn't interested. She didn't want to settle down.
To Zadari, the first most exciting day of her life was when she was searched, her parents had been reluctant, but one look at Zadari's glowing face and they relented. The most exciting? Zadari would happily say the day she Impressed her darling, Sitath.
She could remember standing on the sands, looking interestedly at the walls, when all the other girls began backing away, Zadari had assumed that the hatching was over and had begun to walk towards the edge of the sands, when a weight suddenly appeared on her back and she fell forward, face first into hot sands and a soft voice entered her mind,
Hahamine. Your Sitath got you. Yes he did. You are mine Zadari! Zadari had cursed and told him that she loved him yes, and he had to get off her. Instead of getting to her feet on her own, she was helped. Looking up into the face of Lytarn. One of the male candidates that most of the females drooled over, he'd grinned and Zadari had noticed the tiny green hiding behind him.
Sitath had been taken with Trith from then on, and when she rose, he rose after her. Zadari fell in love with her rider, L'tarn. When they both died, in an accident in the games, Sitath became withdrawn. Both often suffer from the nightmares. Only a turn later, Sitath was hurt in the dragon games, two freak accidents in two turns, a weyrling had been getting ready and the dragon had turned his head the wrong way, catching Sitath. Even as Zadari fought to hold her dragon, get him to wait for healers, the blue blinked between, leaving his rider with a soul piercing cry.
Pets: Name: Scuttle
Physical: This little guy will grow to be very handsome; well proportioned and well-coloured. Upon reaching full growth he will be a lovely balance between large and small, with decent sized wings and limber but not too lanky legs, as well as a broad, defined chest and a well arched neck and tail.
Colour-wise, he’s beautiful. The deepest blue, he is spattered with light green shades under his belly and along his nose, as if he is some artist’s rendition of the ocean in an abstract way.
Personality: Quirky and loud is what sums him up. He’s the kind of firelizard that will go absolutely ballistic at some random smell, or see and steal a shiny thing, or even just sit there and turn his head in a way that makes him watch you upside down, just for the sake of it.
He’s not afraid to command attention, and will quite happily go on a mad squawking frenzy through a cluttered, public place, just so long as it gets him attention. He’s a bit of a show off and is quite happy to dip and dive and flip to amuse the ladies, which might cause his pet some annoyance and distress. Never the less, he is never more happy than when he is curled up quietly with you after a long day, and will purr in your ear until you drift into sleep.
Name: Crystal
Colour: Violet
Other:
-If a Rider:
Dragon Name and Color: Green Maiath
Name Origin: A tiny girl in ‘Thumbykin’ (know by most as Thumbelina), she slept in a walnut shell, nearly married a frog and a mole, saved a bird, and finally married a flower-elf prince who renamed her Maia since he didn’t like Thumbykin.
Age: Hatchling
Appearance: Everything about Maiath is dainty and slender. She has a very delicate build, although she is stronger than she looks, and her color has a porcelain shine to it. Maiath’s slender paws are a lighter shade than the rest of her, although overall Maiath’s hide is the same color. Maiath is a very small Green at only 19 meters.
Personality: Maiath is a shy Green. She isn’t imbued with the usual energy of a Green, but would rather hold still, hang back, avoid notice. Small as she is, she often curls into an even smaller ball to hide herself and doesn’t talk very much at all. Once her rider gets her up in the air though, she is a very agile flyer and is able to pull a variety of tricks many other dragons couldn’t ever do and with a grace practically no dragon could ever manage.
Color Code: 78D971
Rider: Zadari
Password: Needlethorn.
Age: 20 turns
Rank: Rider
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance: (Standing at an average 5'7", Zadari isn't overly slim, nor is she over-weight in any way. Her build is seemingly fragile, but anyone stupid enough to tick her off, soons find out differently. Her slender frame is roped with muscles and despite having all the curves a woman could want, Zadari isn't weak... Despite what some may think.
With fairly childish features, one might think Zadari well below her turns, a pert nose and high-set cheek bones, she seems to have not eyt mellowed out into the mature looks she ought have. A small dusting of freckles feathers across her nose and her full lips are always parted in a bright smile.
Framing these features, hair the colour of flame spirals in curls to just past her shoulder-blades. Her hair is fairly thick and seems to have a mind of it's own, when it's up, it never stays up, when it's down, it gets in the way so Zadari has to put it up. A rather annoying thing actually. Her eyes are like bright emeralds and sparkle like the gems the colour is named for, lately are dull and without their normal sparkle of mischeif, Zadari's eyes speak of an endless pain that won't stop.
Personality: Zadari has quite a quirky nature, one moment she can be perfectly calm and even enjoying another's company, the next, she may be snapping their head off for nothing at all. Like alot of red-heads, Zadari has a hot temper and it's very quick to flare, unfortunately, it's not so quick to cool.
On another side, she's a playfull, affectionate person. Before she came to the Weyr and Impressed, pranks were very much a favourite past-time. She seems to have grown out of pranks, but in it's place, a smart-mouth has appeared. When speaking to her, one must be very careful for Zadari is quick to take insult and give it back as well.
If one doesn't want to be on the sharper edge of her temper, it would be best if they didn't mention anything eve remotely sexist. Her anger at the non-existent equality between men and women is a passionate subject and Zadari is quite happy to complain about it. When injured, she's likely to push herself further, not really caring if she makes the injury worse, she's out to prove she's just as good as anyone. Zadari isn't one to mention she's not well, or hurting in any way, as she feels this will degrade her in someway. Lately, she has become withdrawn and quiet, a solem shadow of the girl she was.
History: Born in a small Hold, Zadari's life was very uneventful for a long while. She was a bit of a tomboy,enduring the lessons on sewing and such only because it pleased her mother. An only child, Zadari was often talking to herself about many different things, as her parents were so over-protective.. If she'd been a Flit, Zadari highly doubted she would have been allowed to hatch.
Personally, she rathered to explore, get dirty, find her way around and have grand adventures rather than sit and gossip about the newest cute guy. You would more often find her helping out with healers and getting her hands dirty then sewing a dress for gathers. And when Gathers did come around. No skirts for this girl, faded and worn breeches were hers. Her outfit, she didn't dance, she caused havoc. She pranked, she watched the races. Rode in some. Talked to dragonriders to learn about their lives. Never was she thought acceptable for the Weyr by their dragons. Which many suppose that is what she was hoping for. She gave up, and could soon be found just bargining for bubbly pies.
She had a few friends as she got older, but never married, due to two things. One, her parents never arranged anything, knowing Zadari would like make it blow up in their faces if they did, and they cared for her happiness. Two, unless they wanted to find themselves unable to have children, not one of the hold boys would suggest anything remotely in that area, Zadari just wasn't interested. She didn't want to settle down.
To Zadari, the first most exciting day of her life was when she was searched, her parents had been reluctant, but one look at Zadari's glowing face and they relented. The most exciting? Zadari would happily say the day she Impressed her darling, Sitath.
She could remember standing on the sands, looking interestedly at the walls, when all the other girls began backing away, Zadari had assumed that the hatching was over and had begun to walk towards the edge of the sands, when a weight suddenly appeared on her back and she fell forward, face first into hot sands and a soft voice entered her mind,
Hahamine. Your Sitath got you. Yes he did. You are mine Zadari! Zadari had cursed and told him that she loved him yes, and he had to get off her. Instead of getting to her feet on her own, she was helped. Looking up into the face of Lytarn. One of the male candidates that most of the females drooled over, he'd grinned and Zadari had noticed the tiny green hiding behind him.
Sitath had been taken with Trith from then on, and when she rose, he rose after her. Zadari fell in love with her rider, L'tarn. When they both died, in an accident in the games, Sitath became withdrawn. Both often suffer from the nightmares. Only a turn later, Sitath was hurt in the dragon games, two freak accidents in two turns, a weyrling had been getting ready and the dragon had turned his head the wrong way, catching Sitath. Even as Zadari fought to hold her dragon, get him to wait for healers, the blue blinked between, leaving his rider with a soul piercing cry.
Pets: Name: Scuttle
Physical: This little guy will grow to be very handsome; well proportioned and well-coloured. Upon reaching full growth he will be a lovely balance between large and small, with decent sized wings and limber but not too lanky legs, as well as a broad, defined chest and a well arched neck and tail.
Colour-wise, he’s beautiful. The deepest blue, he is spattered with light green shades under his belly and along his nose, as if he is some artist’s rendition of the ocean in an abstract way.
Personality: Quirky and loud is what sums him up. He’s the kind of firelizard that will go absolutely ballistic at some random smell, or see and steal a shiny thing, or even just sit there and turn his head in a way that makes him watch you upside down, just for the sake of it.
He’s not afraid to command attention, and will quite happily go on a mad squawking frenzy through a cluttered, public place, just so long as it gets him attention. He’s a bit of a show off and is quite happy to dip and dive and flip to amuse the ladies, which might cause his pet some annoyance and distress. Never the less, he is never more happy than when he is curled up quietly with you after a long day, and will purr in your ear until you drift into sleep.
Name: Crystal
Colour: Violet
Other:
-If a Rider:
Dragon Name and Color: Green Maiath
Name Origin: A tiny girl in ‘Thumbykin’ (know by most as Thumbelina), she slept in a walnut shell, nearly married a frog and a mole, saved a bird, and finally married a flower-elf prince who renamed her Maia since he didn’t like Thumbykin.
Age: Hatchling
Appearance: Everything about Maiath is dainty and slender. She has a very delicate build, although she is stronger than she looks, and her color has a porcelain shine to it. Maiath’s slender paws are a lighter shade than the rest of her, although overall Maiath’s hide is the same color. Maiath is a very small Green at only 19 meters.
Personality: Maiath is a shy Green. She isn’t imbued with the usual energy of a Green, but would rather hold still, hang back, avoid notice. Small as she is, she often curls into an even smaller ball to hide herself and doesn’t talk very much at all. Once her rider gets her up in the air though, she is a very agile flyer and is able to pull a variety of tricks many other dragons couldn’t ever do and with a grace practically no dragon could ever manage.
Color Code: 78D971
Rider: Zadari
Password: Needlethorn.
