Post by GoldRiderKeistra on Aug 4, 2008 16:22:08 GMT -5
Name: Velina
Name Pronounced: Vee-line-aa
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Character Type: weyrling
Rank: weyrling
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Current Location: Angel's Cove Weyr
Appearance: Velina isn't exactly pretty but she's not ugly. Long ebony locks fall down her back past her waist, which she leaves loose and never ties or braids back, and though they do not resemble silk it still holds a glossy satiny appearance. Her eyes are the most unusual part of her, one eyes being a pale green while the other is nearly midnight black though it's really a very dark blue. Though they show shyness and uncertainty a great determination dwells deep inside of them. Standing tall at nearly 5'11 and weighing only 115 she's very gangly and clumsy, finding it hard not to stumble and trip over things as she moves about. Deeply bronzed skin easily tans deeper and at some points of the summer can nearly resemble the color of molasses giving her an exotic, unreal appearance, especially with those strange eyes of hers. Scars pepper her body from massive burns at a very young age, the left side of her throat, inside of her right elbow, and the length of her left leg sport healed yet nearly black scar tissue. She's never had nor wished to have fancy clothes nor been very womanly usually wearing trousers or shorts and a tank top, nothing other then that. Around her neck rests a thick, worn, black leather necklace from which hangs a beautiful, yet disfigured golden locket.
Personality: Velina is a very shy young woman, very self conscious of her scars though not of her inability to be feminine. She is all woman yet cannot bring herself to dress up, make up, and flaunt around as she's seen many other women do. She's learned very quickly to work hard and you will one day be rewarded though she finds that hard to believe after what happened to her parents nine years ago. Any work a man can do she can do just as well and has proved it time and time again. Very calm and one to think through a problem she is a hard person to confuse with words though she finds it difficult to understand the body language of people. Many nights Velina suffers from nightmares and insomnia, finding herself wandering the halls of Angel's Cove Weyr in the middle of the night and many times finding herself at the Hatching Sands, basking in the welcoming warmth. Many times she will not sleep in her chambers and will more then likely be found sleeping on the Sands.
History: Velina was orphaned at the young age of six. Her parents, though dragonriders were also 'peacemakers' and many times traveled from Southern Hold, out to where the renegades resided to try and…talk to them, negotiate about their differences and find a common avenue. Unfortunately, the trip her parents took a few sevendays after her sixth Turnday was a day that would plague her nightmares for turns to come. On this visit her parents did not ride dragonback in fear of introducing their only child to the cold nothingness of Between at such a young age and instead took their boat. Though she does not know what made the renegades so mad all she can remember is her parents frantic attempts to get away and return to the Weyr. Arrows flews, curses were spat from the shore…and then the boat was on fire. Terror filled her heart at her mother's screams, the smell and feeling of burning hair and flesh then suddenly a blanket was thrown around her and everything went dark. When Velina awoke next it was by the loud moaning bellow of a dragon. "D…Delaryth…?" Velina whispered. "No…" the brownrider said as he knelt beside the girl, "don't speak child, sleep…" he tried reassure her. She couldn't nod but something in her eyes must have let him know he understood for he leant forward to pick her up and darkness took her once again.
The next time she woke pain stormed through her veins and she screamed, for nearly a turn she was to be tended to by the Weyrhealer due to the severity of her burns. Many times they believed she would slip into death during the night but Velina would fight back until she was once again coherent. Though scarred she was alive…but her parents were not. The Weyr knew when her parents had died, though they never were able to retrieve bodies. Mourngoth, her father's blue, had been first releasing a high pitch keen before tearing into the sky and disappearing Between. Delaryth, her mother's green, followed nearly two hours later many knowing she must have suffered for the green had thrown herself about the Bowl, keening, squealing, and whimpering in her rider's pain before following her mate into the nothingness. Velina's sorrow has never left her, nor has her hatred the renegades and what they did to her and her family. What had they ever done to them other then trying to create a truce and understanding between them and instead her mother, father, and nearly herself were murdered for that.
As Velina grew over the turns and it was hard to place her. She grew quickly and was soon a tall gangly teen with barely enough coordination to keep her standing but the strength of a Herdbeast. Many wished to place her as a drudge but it was soon decided against and she was placed under the fostering of an old steward. Under his tutoring and mentoring she learned coordination and on how to think through a problem and solve it before physically placing her hands upon it. It was there turns after her fostering that a lovely blue came to Southern Hold and that day she was Searched for Angel Cove.
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Is your persona a dragonrider? Yes
Dragon Name: Manxith
Dragon Color:Green
Dragon Age: 3 Months
Fighting Wing:
Appearance:
Personality:
Abilites and Weaknesses:
Weyr of Origin: Angel Cove
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According to Mel, those picked to stand on the Hatching Sands are called what? Queen's Chosen
Name Pronounced: Vee-line-aa
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Character Type: weyrling
Rank: weyrling
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Current Location: Angel's Cove Weyr
Appearance: Velina isn't exactly pretty but she's not ugly. Long ebony locks fall down her back past her waist, which she leaves loose and never ties or braids back, and though they do not resemble silk it still holds a glossy satiny appearance. Her eyes are the most unusual part of her, one eyes being a pale green while the other is nearly midnight black though it's really a very dark blue. Though they show shyness and uncertainty a great determination dwells deep inside of them. Standing tall at nearly 5'11 and weighing only 115 she's very gangly and clumsy, finding it hard not to stumble and trip over things as she moves about. Deeply bronzed skin easily tans deeper and at some points of the summer can nearly resemble the color of molasses giving her an exotic, unreal appearance, especially with those strange eyes of hers. Scars pepper her body from massive burns at a very young age, the left side of her throat, inside of her right elbow, and the length of her left leg sport healed yet nearly black scar tissue. She's never had nor wished to have fancy clothes nor been very womanly usually wearing trousers or shorts and a tank top, nothing other then that. Around her neck rests a thick, worn, black leather necklace from which hangs a beautiful, yet disfigured golden locket.
Personality: Velina is a very shy young woman, very self conscious of her scars though not of her inability to be feminine. She is all woman yet cannot bring herself to dress up, make up, and flaunt around as she's seen many other women do. She's learned very quickly to work hard and you will one day be rewarded though she finds that hard to believe after what happened to her parents nine years ago. Any work a man can do she can do just as well and has proved it time and time again. Very calm and one to think through a problem she is a hard person to confuse with words though she finds it difficult to understand the body language of people. Many nights Velina suffers from nightmares and insomnia, finding herself wandering the halls of Angel's Cove Weyr in the middle of the night and many times finding herself at the Hatching Sands, basking in the welcoming warmth. Many times she will not sleep in her chambers and will more then likely be found sleeping on the Sands.
History: Velina was orphaned at the young age of six. Her parents, though dragonriders were also 'peacemakers' and many times traveled from Southern Hold, out to where the renegades resided to try and…talk to them, negotiate about their differences and find a common avenue. Unfortunately, the trip her parents took a few sevendays after her sixth Turnday was a day that would plague her nightmares for turns to come. On this visit her parents did not ride dragonback in fear of introducing their only child to the cold nothingness of Between at such a young age and instead took their boat. Though she does not know what made the renegades so mad all she can remember is her parents frantic attempts to get away and return to the Weyr. Arrows flews, curses were spat from the shore…and then the boat was on fire. Terror filled her heart at her mother's screams, the smell and feeling of burning hair and flesh then suddenly a blanket was thrown around her and everything went dark. When Velina awoke next it was by the loud moaning bellow of a dragon. "D…Delaryth…?" Velina whispered. "No…" the brownrider said as he knelt beside the girl, "don't speak child, sleep…" he tried reassure her. She couldn't nod but something in her eyes must have let him know he understood for he leant forward to pick her up and darkness took her once again.
The next time she woke pain stormed through her veins and she screamed, for nearly a turn she was to be tended to by the Weyrhealer due to the severity of her burns. Many times they believed she would slip into death during the night but Velina would fight back until she was once again coherent. Though scarred she was alive…but her parents were not. The Weyr knew when her parents had died, though they never were able to retrieve bodies. Mourngoth, her father's blue, had been first releasing a high pitch keen before tearing into the sky and disappearing Between. Delaryth, her mother's green, followed nearly two hours later many knowing she must have suffered for the green had thrown herself about the Bowl, keening, squealing, and whimpering in her rider's pain before following her mate into the nothingness. Velina's sorrow has never left her, nor has her hatred the renegades and what they did to her and her family. What had they ever done to them other then trying to create a truce and understanding between them and instead her mother, father, and nearly herself were murdered for that.
As Velina grew over the turns and it was hard to place her. She grew quickly and was soon a tall gangly teen with barely enough coordination to keep her standing but the strength of a Herdbeast. Many wished to place her as a drudge but it was soon decided against and she was placed under the fostering of an old steward. Under his tutoring and mentoring she learned coordination and on how to think through a problem and solve it before physically placing her hands upon it. It was there turns after her fostering that a lovely blue came to Southern Hold and that day she was Searched for Angel Cove.
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Is your persona a dragonrider? Yes
Dragon Name: Manxith
Dragon Color:Green
Dragon Age: 3 Months
Fighting Wing:
Appearance:
Personality:
Abilites and Weaknesses:
Weyr of Origin: Angel Cove
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According to Mel, those picked to stand on the Hatching Sands are called what? Queen's Chosen