Post by headwoman on May 10, 2009 12:58:15 GMT -6
Character Info:
Name: Ranley
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Rank: Wingrider
Appearance:
Black hair, clear blue eyes, and standing at 5'8". Her hair reaches to the middle of her back and is completely straight, not even the hint of a wave or curl. She generally keeps it up off her neck in a runner's tail or braid. Her clear blue eyes are always taking things in and hardly miss anything that happens around her, whether she has been there many times or not. She has filled out somewhat. She has curves in all the right places, and her chest area is… moderate. Not eye catching but enough to make a man still look.
She has a nice simple chin that moves up to high cheekbones. She has thin wide lips and thin eyebrows. She wears dark colors that go well with her olive complexion. She doesn’t dress up that much except for special occasions. She has a simple dark green dress that she keeps in her clothes press until she wears it. She prefers to wear tunics and trousers. She has a simple ring of silver that she wears constantly that is the only thing she has of her father. He’d bought it for her on her eleventh birthing day.
Personality:
Energetic, dependable, considerate, impatient, hard-worker, fierce temper, and loyal. Ranley is a hard worker and loyal to her family and to Firerock Weyr. She adores children and hopes to have a few someday. She hopes to find a mate that she could love, trust, talk to, and have children with, if one exists. She is a very hard worker with a soft voice and an easy smile. She is very serious about her duty as a Dragonrider, and takes Drills seriously. She takes great pride her heritage as the daughter of a Holder in the territory of Firerock Hold, though not a very big holding. She hides her true feelings from others because she doesn't want anyone to know her mind. She feels that her mind is the only safe place she can retreat to and think things over clearly. She is hoping to meet a man that would be interested in her for herself and not simply because she is just another romp in the furs.
She has a bad temper when she loses it. She has a temper but there is a long fuse that leads up to the loss of her self control. She values friendship and doesn't like anyone trying to manipulate her for their own reasons. She is tough when it comes to hand to hand combat and is learning to throw knives for sport. She is hoping to compete in the next Gather, and win. She has sharp wits and an even sharper mind when dealing with bullies. She has a habit of doing more than her share of chores. She doesn't mind the work and actually uses it as an excuse to be alone. She likes to work alone, unless when the situation calls for more than one body. She isn't afraid to speak her mind and will often listen to a conversation for a bit before saying anything. She is considerate of others, unless they really anger her. When she is in a bad mood she glares at people, whether they are the person she is mad at or not. She doesn't lash out at people when she loses her temper, though she does curse a bit when she does. She hates bullies and people that are arrogant.
She is impatient when people tend to take a while doing one simple task, especially when it prevents her from doing whatever task she is assigned to. She will tap her left foot if she is kept waiting. It is a habit she can’t break. She is afraid of one day losing her beloved lifemate, Fiaroth. Ranley is a dependable woman. If you ask her to do something, she’ll hardly say no. Even if she doesn’t like the chore or what ever it is that she’s being asked to do. She will never turn down a plea for help. She loves children and hopes to have one or two someday. She loves a good joke, even though she can’t telling any herself. Ranley is a calm young woman in the face of disaster. She never lets anything rattle her, except for when she is alone with her Syunath. She has an aloof manner when she just wakes up and hasn‘t had her cup of fresh klah in the morning. She is friendly and inviting once she’s taken her first sip of the warm and invigorating liquid.
She loves her life mate and their bond is very close. She is a bit nervous since graduating from Weyrling Training, but accepts the rank of Dragonrider happily. She has an abundance of energy she uses when she’s attending Wing drills. She has a habit of speaking a little faster than normal when she’s really excited about something. Ranley has another side to her that comes out only rarely. She is a complete romantic. She doesn’t let it show because she perceives that to be weakness and she has a fear of that. She keeps it under a tight control, though it does manage to show itself when her life mate rises. She doesn’t have any children, though she would like to have one or possibly two. But she knows the life of a dragon rider isn’t easy. She works hard in her dragon rider duties and as a Senior Apprentice Healer. She is working hard in her craft to become a Journeyman but isn’t in a rush.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual, some bisexual tendencies.
History:
Ranley was born as the middle child of three. She was born at Firerock Hold to Journeyman Healer Rannia and Journeyman Smith Kerley. She was always on the move almost right after birth. She could not keep still for a full ten minutes. She was running with the group of children pulling pranks or finding some kind of mischief. Though she wasn’t the prank kind of child. She had never pulled a prank on anyone. She was just with them for the laughs. Or the punishment when caught, since she was with them. She loved to go for rides on runners at the age of six turns. Her brother, Kernial, taught her to ride in his spare time. And she loved it every moment of it. Ranley was happy growing up and had a mild childhood. She had many playmates. She loved to play tag and seek with the other brats of Firerock Hold. She had a major accident at the age of five turns. She was running along a trail near the Hold and tripped. She gouged her left leg terribly and it required several stitches. She was kept in the infirmary for several days until it had healed. Though it left a nasty scar. Even after it had healed, it didn’t slow her down.
By the time she was ten Turns, she had her fair share of bumps and bruises from running around and rough-housing. She even had to have her left pinky be reset when it had popped out of place when she had tried to break her fall once. She had tripped on a rock and fell. She had lied when asked what she had been doing. She had actually been sneaking around the stables. At the age of eleven, she found that she ’liked’ females more than males. She hardly even noticed them. She apprenticed to the Healer craft at the age of 12. She and her brother received firelizard eggs, but her brother already had one and didn’t want another so he gave her his egg. The eggs hatched two days later, revealing two baby white firelizards. Ranley named one Cilkie and the other Kolarva, or Kola for short. It was at the age of sixteen turns that she flirted outright with another girl. That got her into trouble. She rolled with it and decided to keep her ’preferences’ to herself while she was at the Hall. During her whole stay at the Healer Hall, Ranley fought her way up to Senior Apprentice. She would work double shifts, especially the shifts that the other apprentices didn't want or hated. She studied day and night when her scheduled shifts would allow her to. She nearly ran herself ragged with her studies. But after she'd turned 18, she experienced a life changing event.
She was Searched at the age of 18 and taken to Firerock Weyr. She eagerly accepted the Search. During her Candidacy, she kept her sexuality a secret. Until she met another girl, Phrankie. They became fast friends and shortly before the Hatching, Phrankie kissed Ranley. Not a peck on the cheek, but lips to lips. It startled Ranley so badly she didn’t hang out with her friend for a few days. But the day before the Hatching, Ranley spoke with Phrankie and found out that her friend liked her, a lot. She had eagerly awaited the eggs on the sands to hatch. She hoped that she would Impress and give her family honor. And then the day dawned bright and clear when Senior Queen’s eggs hatched. Ranley stood with the other candidates and waited. A bright smile lit her face as the eggs rocked and cracked. One or two of the eggs flung broken shell pieces everywhere. The eggs hatched and impressed, almost right away. And then… Ranley witnessed the hatching of what she thought to be the most beautiful copper dragonet she’d ever seen. She was now bound to beautiful copper Fiaroth. Though, her friend Phrankie was left standing, and mauled by a passing brown hatchling. Her friend left the sands and left the Weyr completely ashamed by her failure. Ranley never saw her friend again.
Rukbat rose the next day.
And Ranley’s aches and pains started. Weyrling Training! And she thought, ‘Oh, joy’. She had a bit of fun in Weyrling Training. She made a few new friends of the other Weyrlings, including a brown Weyrling. A few months into their Weyrling Training, Ranley and Fiaroth witnessed a terrible accident. An older Silver and her rider were going through a training exercise. A blue pair flamed at the wrong time and the silver and her rider perished. The silver and her rider disappeared into between, never to come back out. Upon witnessing the tragedy, Ranley and Fiaroth refused firestone. They did not want to have that happen to themselves. It was an accident of course, but they didn’t want to take any chances.
Two turns later, Ranley and Fiaroth graduated from Weyrling Training without any mishaps. A few months after their wing placement, Fiaroth rose for her first mating flight. It was a wild and interesting flight. Males of every color spectrum chased, and Fiaroth eluded. But not for long. An experienced brown caught her. The clutch she produced was only twelve eggs, though one didn’t hatch. For her next few flights, Fiaroth was flown by the same brown, until a different male won her most recent flight. This time, she produced ten eggs, and all of them hatched healthy babies. During the time that Fiaroth had been won by the same brown, Brauth, Ranley had gotten pregnant and gave birth to a healthy baby boy they named Ranlar. At’lar and Ranley agreed to foster him to the Lower Caverns. Shortly after they’re son’s birth, At’lar died during a terrible Wing Drill. At’lar and Brauth were mortally wounded and went between, and they never came back out. She mourned her mate’s death and pushed herself to move on afterwards.
Other:
Pet #1
Name: Kolarva (Kola)
Pet Type: White Firelizard
Appearance:
Kolarva is of purest white, unmarred by any other markings or colorings. In essence she looks identical to her sister, Cilkie, though without the sheen. She is exactly the same size as her twin sister. Her wings are just as large as Cilkie’s, though more narrow than wide.
Personality:
Kolarva is a bundle of boundless energy. She will only stay still for three things: food, bathing, and oiling. Forget anything else you want her to stand still for. She loves to fly and gets sad when she can’t go out during very bad storms. Though she will sneak out on occasion during storms when hers and Fiaroth aren‘t paying attention to her. She loves the rain and enjoys her baths. She doesn’t like being told to do something if she has her mind set on doing something else, especially if she is of the mind to go flying.
Pet #2
Name: Cilkie
Pet Type: White Firelizard
Appearance:
Cilkie is completely white all over her body, from snout to tail tip. She is smaller than an average fire lizard, though her wings are a bit large for her. Her head, wing membranes, and tail have a greenish blue sheen that glimmers in the sunlight.
Personality:
Cilkie is calm and a little reserved most of the time. However, when her curiosity is aroused, she becomes inquisitive and a little bit hyper. She likes people, dragons, and is rather social with other fire lizards. She enjoys a good bath and oiling, but particularly enjoys having the oil well rubbed-in. Just after hatching she was afraid of losing Ranley. This fear faded after she turned one turn old.
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Dragon Info:
Name: Fiaroth
Age: 5
Color: Copper (Color Code= B87333)
Appearance:
Small for a Copper, wiry build, very dark hide. Fiaroth is a small copper, she grew to be the same size of a small gold. Her wings are long for her and a bit narrow, making her agile. Her wiry build allows for her to twist and change direction in mid-flight. For a copper, her hide is very dark with lightening of it on her wing membranes, underside of her jaw to the underside of her tail, and legs. Her body is long and lean, though muscled.
Personality:
Happy, gossipy, excitable, curious, childlike, all in all bubbly. Fiaroth doesn’t have a mean bone in her dragon-shaped body. Her happiness is based solely on her rider. If her rider is happy, then she’s happy. If her rider is sad, then she’s sad, too. Get the picture? Good. She’ll do anything she can think of to get her rider back into that happy mood. From talking funny to acting all cute and adorable. Could a 29 meter long dragon look adorable? Not likely, though Fiaroth will try. She is gossipy and likes to talk to other dragons. Sometimes she’ll even carry on a conversation, all by herself. Though Fiaroth actually thinks her rider is listening to her, even if her rider actually isn’t. If she hears something other dragons are talking about, she’ll listen in on it, and then pass the information onto her rider, as well as along to other dragons too. Though if another dragon gets angry at her for passing on information that is supposed to be secretive, Fiaroth will look at them with ‘innocent’ seeming to be written all over her head. A look that might read: ‘What? What’d I do?’ This Vanadium is very excitable. If you have a surprise for someone, whether it’s for her rider or someone else, do NOT let Fiaroth get wind of it. Once she gets wind of something that’s a surprise, and yes she does just LOVE surprises, she’ll get excited which makes her hyper beyond belief. And then the surprise is blown.
Fiaroth is way too curious for her own good sometimes. If there is anything new in her home, home being Hisoka Weyr, she has to find out about it. Even if it’s a Candidate, she has to meet them. And she has a habit of sticking her snout into places and situations she has no place being in. In her mannerisms, she is very much like a child. She likes to have a water fight with her rider, roll in the mud just for her rider to give her another batch, and she’ll throw a tantrum. And she’ll throw one just to prove she can. She will whine and complain and carry on if she gets an injury, even if it’s a small scratch. She hates getting injured and will complain non-stop until her wound is healed. All in all, she has a bubbly personality, and her mindvoice reflects this rather well. She’ll talk about anything that catches her fancy. From a small blade of glass to the shell of an egg shell sitting on the sands, from the weather to that violet’s hide. She will go from one subject to another without skipping a beat. Her rider will often have to ask her to stop for a moment and take a break from talking, but she’ll rarely do it, especially if she gets excited by something. Despite her overall personality, she is very protective of her Rider. She doesn’t tolerate anyone laying a hand on her rider, in any fashion that harms her Ranley. Yes, HER Ranley. Where her rider’s safety is concerned, Fiaroth is defensive and protective.