Post by xena2009 on Feb 3, 2009 22:30:45 GMT -5
Name: Arsana
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Location: Dalibor Weyr
Rank: Wingrider
Personality: Confident, stubborn, tomboyish, and defiant, Arsana is confidant in her abilities as a person and will not listen to anyone that bullies her. She is her own person and she knows it. She is polite and considerate, not one that resorts to bullying another person into doing something. She’ll ask. If the person says ‘no’, then she’ll leave it at that. She is isn’t afraid to get dirty and isn’t afraid to wrestle around either. She simply loves the challenge of getting physical to try and best her opponent, male or female. She is stubborn when it comes to something she has set her mind to. She loves children and babies of any species. She hopes to have a child or two when she’s older but she has the patience to wait and she uses it when dealing with children. She had been told by one or two older women that she would make a wonderful mother and takes those words to heart.
She has a flashy temper with a really long fuse but once she is caught in her temper, it only lasts for a few moments. Which is usually followed by an apology, depending on the situation. Arsana changed after she impressed. She became a more driven individual to do her best in her duties as a Dragonrider, giving her all during Wing Drills. She does her duties to the fullest of her abilities and doesn't shirk them. Though she's not afraid to ask for help or to get dirty doing what is asked of her. She has a great deal of respect for the Weyrleaders. She doesn't want to ever step into the role of Weyrwoman, fearing she might not be able to keep the Weyr going smoothly.
Appearance: Her black 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 to a nice 5 feet and 8 inches. 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.
Family:
Father- Haran, 67, Junior Journeyman Smith, Ista Hold
Mother- Arisa, 65, Junior Journeyman Healer, Ista Hold
Brother- Harisan, 30, Junior Journeyman Smith, Ista Weyr
Brother- R'ian, 27, and brown Voreynth, High Reaches Weyr
Brother- A'sar, 24, and blue Kalath, Telgar Weyr
Pets: Green firelizard Ranie (187c1a).
History: Arsana was born as the youngest child of four. She was born at Ista Hold to a Journeyman Healer, Arisa, and a Journeyman Smith, Haran. 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 oldest brother, Harisan, taught her to ride in his spare time. And she loved it every moment of it. Arsana grew up with brothers who rough-housed and wrestled, and liked to pretend to be Dragonriders as young boys. Arsana would join them once she was old enough and she hasn’t seemed to grasp the concept of being a ‘Lady’. Something that her mother had tried to teach her about at the earliest opportunity, but Arsana wouldn’t listen. She loved wrestling with her brothers and getting dirty. Getting dirty in her mind was a badge of honor. To her and her brothers, anyway, it meant that you weren’t afraid to get into the thick of any situation and do your hardest.
By the time she was twelve turns, she could ride a runner bareback and only the bridle. She would often go off on her own on a runner on rest days. She would head to the nearest beach she knew of and just lay on the beach and watch the waves of the ocean. One rest day after she’d just turned 12 turns, she had just arrived on the beach and was getting ready to lay down and she noticed an odd lump on the sand. She walked over to it and brushed at the sand, trying to level it. She’d just found a fire lizard clutch! She had a sack with her that she had with her in case she found seashells. She quickly filled the sack with the warm beach sand half way and then placed the eggs ever so gently in her sack. Once she had all thirteen eggs in the sack she fill the sack the rest of the way with more beach sand.
She hurried back home to inform her family of her find. Her mother and father picked one out of the clutch and gave it to her for finding the clutch and they handed the small clutch over to Lord Holder. Arsana took her fire lizard egg everywhere she could with her. She didn’t want to leave it alone when it hatched. And when the egg hatched, it hatched with a *pop*. And out fell a darling little green fire lizard. It took her two days to decide on a name. She finally settled on Ranie, after her late grandmother. She spent her spare time training the little green to be helpful and behaved. She made rapid progress with the little fire lizard. For a few months after she’d turned 12, Arsana gave some thought to what craft she wanted to apprentice too. She didn’t want to stay at home all her life and not do anything useful. Though helping to clean and cook was useful. She settled on the Baker craft and apprenticed to the Senior Journeyman Cook. She studied hard and worked just as hard. Because she was a woman in the craft, she was picked on by a few of the Senior Apprentices. She didn‘t let that bother her. Her green fire lizard Ranie was a big help in sending messages around the Hold and also alerting when a dragon arrived.
She had just barely turned 17 turns when a bluerider arrived on Search. Arsana ran out with the other Holder children and waited. She was bubbling over with the giggles and happiness when she was Searched. She readily agreed and left with the Searchrider that same day with two other new candidates. She was completely overwhelmed when she arrived at Ista Weyr. She quickly learned what she needed to know to survive in the Weyr and soon apprenticed to one of the Senior Journeyman cook at the Weyr. She worked hard and made a few friends. She wanted to help feed the people of the Weyr. So, she settled right down and helped a few other cooks with meal preparations along with her general chores. The Senior Gold clutched a fair number of eggs. And then the day dawned bright and clear when the eggs hatched. Arsana stood with the other candidates and waited. A bright smile lit her face as the eggs rocked and cracked. One or two of the eggshells flung broken shell pieces everywhere. And then… Arsana witnessed the hatching of what she thought to be the most beautiful orange dragonet she’d ever seen. And Impression was made.
Rukbat rose the next day.
And Arsana’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. She was excited when they learned how to chew firestone and breath fire. Though she wasn’t as excited after their ‘accident’. On the second day of their training with firestone, Vhreth had a little ‘hiccup’ of fire from some firestone vapors in her stomach and nearly singed Arsana’s hair! Though Arsana had kept her cool about it. The accident made Arsana and Vhreth work even harder in their Training. Arsana tended to have harder trouble with lifting firestone bags, and a few were filled too heavily. Though she did her best and didn‘t complain. Another she had trouble with was firestone bag toss. She has gained muscles from doing that practice. After graduation, Arsana and Vhreth were placed in a wing. They attended wing drills with their wingmates. When word spread that a new Weyr was being formed on the Western Continent, Arsana and Vhreth both eagerly volunteered to go. A few days later, they were transferred to Dalibor Weyr.
Dragon Name: Vhreth
Dragon Age: 4 Turns
Dragon Color: Orange (color code= d9841c)
Dragon Length: 41.5 feet with a wingspan of 75 feet.
Dragon Personality: Vhreth is a good compliment to her rider. Where her rider has a flashing temper, Vhreth is the calm and soothing one when her rider gets angry. Vhreth is a fierce and protective mother when she has a clutch. She will not let anyone on the sands to see her eggs, unless her rider is present. She loves fire lizards and will tolerate them greatly, except for when her clutch is about to hatch. She is bossy, but rather politely so, even without the courtesy of please and thank you. If a green is out of formation, her message is a gentle, 'you need to be a wingspan left,' which allows no opposition but also offers no insult.
She knows she’s an orange and ’thinks’ she deserves respect, but she’s not one to command respect. She would rather earn it. And she constantly tells her life mate the same thing. She adores her rider and is the one to calm hers down. Vhreth is a picky orange when she is about to rise. She is flirty with the males of the Weyr, even claiming them as Hers. She doesn’t like the dark, especially on moonless nights and seeks her rider’s assurances. Vhreth has a tiny bit less stamina compared to a bronze when she is in flight. She loves to fly when time can be spared, which isn‘t that often. She can sense when Arsana gets angry and will remind her that she had been in that situation before or that hers had done that before to.
Dragon Appearance: Vhreth is exactly in the middle of the size scale for an orange, being 41.5 feet in length and very lithe. Her wingspan is slightly on the short end of 75 feet. Her wing size does not hinder her in any way but seems to add to her speed and agility. She has a nice dark molten orange coloring that lightens in minute waves to an almost mellow orange on her stomach. Her neck is a graceful arch and the same coloring as her stomach, except for her head knobs. Her legs are long for her lithe frame, but aren’t a hindrance. Her tail is long and was thought that it might cause her to be awkward in the air, but she isn’t.
Dragon History: According to Vhreth, she hatched and found hers. She thought Weyrling Training was boring, but she understood the need for it. After she'd graduated from Weyrling Training, of course. She was scared when she hiccupped and nearly singed her rider's hair! Though she learned her lesson to make sure she was completely done with the internal gasses.. She was very happy when they were transferred to the new Weyr. Among having new males to meet and new friends to make, she had her first Wing Drill ‘accident’. She was attempting a maneuver when a blue came out of between directly in front of her and she had to swerve rather quickly. She managed to avoid a terrible head on collision. But her right wing and the blue’s left wing collided and there was an audible snap heard. Her wing bone that connected with the blue’s wing had a fracture, but not completely broken. The blue’s wing, on the other hand, had been completely broken. Vhreth’s wing mended and healed better than expected and she was just recently released to full Wing duty.
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Location: Dalibor Weyr
Rank: Wingrider
Personality: Confident, stubborn, tomboyish, and defiant, Arsana is confidant in her abilities as a person and will not listen to anyone that bullies her. She is her own person and she knows it. She is polite and considerate, not one that resorts to bullying another person into doing something. She’ll ask. If the person says ‘no’, then she’ll leave it at that. She is isn’t afraid to get dirty and isn’t afraid to wrestle around either. She simply loves the challenge of getting physical to try and best her opponent, male or female. She is stubborn when it comes to something she has set her mind to. She loves children and babies of any species. She hopes to have a child or two when she’s older but she has the patience to wait and she uses it when dealing with children. She had been told by one or two older women that she would make a wonderful mother and takes those words to heart.
She has a flashy temper with a really long fuse but once she is caught in her temper, it only lasts for a few moments. Which is usually followed by an apology, depending on the situation. Arsana changed after she impressed. She became a more driven individual to do her best in her duties as a Dragonrider, giving her all during Wing Drills. She does her duties to the fullest of her abilities and doesn't shirk them. Though she's not afraid to ask for help or to get dirty doing what is asked of her. She has a great deal of respect for the Weyrleaders. She doesn't want to ever step into the role of Weyrwoman, fearing she might not be able to keep the Weyr going smoothly.
Appearance: Her black 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 to a nice 5 feet and 8 inches. 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.
Family:
Father- Haran, 67, Junior Journeyman Smith, Ista Hold
Mother- Arisa, 65, Junior Journeyman Healer, Ista Hold
Brother- Harisan, 30, Junior Journeyman Smith, Ista Weyr
Brother- R'ian, 27, and brown Voreynth, High Reaches Weyr
Brother- A'sar, 24, and blue Kalath, Telgar Weyr
Pets: Green firelizard Ranie (187c1a).
History: Arsana was born as the youngest child of four. She was born at Ista Hold to a Journeyman Healer, Arisa, and a Journeyman Smith, Haran. 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 oldest brother, Harisan, taught her to ride in his spare time. And she loved it every moment of it. Arsana grew up with brothers who rough-housed and wrestled, and liked to pretend to be Dragonriders as young boys. Arsana would join them once she was old enough and she hasn’t seemed to grasp the concept of being a ‘Lady’. Something that her mother had tried to teach her about at the earliest opportunity, but Arsana wouldn’t listen. She loved wrestling with her brothers and getting dirty. Getting dirty in her mind was a badge of honor. To her and her brothers, anyway, it meant that you weren’t afraid to get into the thick of any situation and do your hardest.
By the time she was twelve turns, she could ride a runner bareback and only the bridle. She would often go off on her own on a runner on rest days. She would head to the nearest beach she knew of and just lay on the beach and watch the waves of the ocean. One rest day after she’d just turned 12 turns, she had just arrived on the beach and was getting ready to lay down and she noticed an odd lump on the sand. She walked over to it and brushed at the sand, trying to level it. She’d just found a fire lizard clutch! She had a sack with her that she had with her in case she found seashells. She quickly filled the sack with the warm beach sand half way and then placed the eggs ever so gently in her sack. Once she had all thirteen eggs in the sack she fill the sack the rest of the way with more beach sand.
She hurried back home to inform her family of her find. Her mother and father picked one out of the clutch and gave it to her for finding the clutch and they handed the small clutch over to Lord Holder. Arsana took her fire lizard egg everywhere she could with her. She didn’t want to leave it alone when it hatched. And when the egg hatched, it hatched with a *pop*. And out fell a darling little green fire lizard. It took her two days to decide on a name. She finally settled on Ranie, after her late grandmother. She spent her spare time training the little green to be helpful and behaved. She made rapid progress with the little fire lizard. For a few months after she’d turned 12, Arsana gave some thought to what craft she wanted to apprentice too. She didn’t want to stay at home all her life and not do anything useful. Though helping to clean and cook was useful. She settled on the Baker craft and apprenticed to the Senior Journeyman Cook. She studied hard and worked just as hard. Because she was a woman in the craft, she was picked on by a few of the Senior Apprentices. She didn‘t let that bother her. Her green fire lizard Ranie was a big help in sending messages around the Hold and also alerting when a dragon arrived.
She had just barely turned 17 turns when a bluerider arrived on Search. Arsana ran out with the other Holder children and waited. She was bubbling over with the giggles and happiness when she was Searched. She readily agreed and left with the Searchrider that same day with two other new candidates. She was completely overwhelmed when she arrived at Ista Weyr. She quickly learned what she needed to know to survive in the Weyr and soon apprenticed to one of the Senior Journeyman cook at the Weyr. She worked hard and made a few friends. She wanted to help feed the people of the Weyr. So, she settled right down and helped a few other cooks with meal preparations along with her general chores. The Senior Gold clutched a fair number of eggs. And then the day dawned bright and clear when the eggs hatched. Arsana stood with the other candidates and waited. A bright smile lit her face as the eggs rocked and cracked. One or two of the eggshells flung broken shell pieces everywhere. And then… Arsana witnessed the hatching of what she thought to be the most beautiful orange dragonet she’d ever seen. And Impression was made.
Rukbat rose the next day.
And Arsana’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. She was excited when they learned how to chew firestone and breath fire. Though she wasn’t as excited after their ‘accident’. On the second day of their training with firestone, Vhreth had a little ‘hiccup’ of fire from some firestone vapors in her stomach and nearly singed Arsana’s hair! Though Arsana had kept her cool about it. The accident made Arsana and Vhreth work even harder in their Training. Arsana tended to have harder trouble with lifting firestone bags, and a few were filled too heavily. Though she did her best and didn‘t complain. Another she had trouble with was firestone bag toss. She has gained muscles from doing that practice. After graduation, Arsana and Vhreth were placed in a wing. They attended wing drills with their wingmates. When word spread that a new Weyr was being formed on the Western Continent, Arsana and Vhreth both eagerly volunteered to go. A few days later, they were transferred to Dalibor Weyr.
Dragon Name: Vhreth
Dragon Age: 4 Turns
Dragon Color: Orange (color code= d9841c)
Dragon Length: 41.5 feet with a wingspan of 75 feet.
Dragon Personality: Vhreth is a good compliment to her rider. Where her rider has a flashing temper, Vhreth is the calm and soothing one when her rider gets angry. Vhreth is a fierce and protective mother when she has a clutch. She will not let anyone on the sands to see her eggs, unless her rider is present. She loves fire lizards and will tolerate them greatly, except for when her clutch is about to hatch. She is bossy, but rather politely so, even without the courtesy of please and thank you. If a green is out of formation, her message is a gentle, 'you need to be a wingspan left,' which allows no opposition but also offers no insult.
She knows she’s an orange and ’thinks’ she deserves respect, but she’s not one to command respect. She would rather earn it. And she constantly tells her life mate the same thing. She adores her rider and is the one to calm hers down. Vhreth is a picky orange when she is about to rise. She is flirty with the males of the Weyr, even claiming them as Hers. She doesn’t like the dark, especially on moonless nights and seeks her rider’s assurances. Vhreth has a tiny bit less stamina compared to a bronze when she is in flight. She loves to fly when time can be spared, which isn‘t that often. She can sense when Arsana gets angry and will remind her that she had been in that situation before or that hers had done that before to.
Dragon Appearance: Vhreth is exactly in the middle of the size scale for an orange, being 41.5 feet in length and very lithe. Her wingspan is slightly on the short end of 75 feet. Her wing size does not hinder her in any way but seems to add to her speed and agility. She has a nice dark molten orange coloring that lightens in minute waves to an almost mellow orange on her stomach. Her neck is a graceful arch and the same coloring as her stomach, except for her head knobs. Her legs are long for her lithe frame, but aren’t a hindrance. Her tail is long and was thought that it might cause her to be awkward in the air, but she isn’t.
Dragon History: According to Vhreth, she hatched and found hers. She thought Weyrling Training was boring, but she understood the need for it. After she'd graduated from Weyrling Training, of course. She was scared when she hiccupped and nearly singed her rider's hair! Though she learned her lesson to make sure she was completely done with the internal gasses.. She was very happy when they were transferred to the new Weyr. Among having new males to meet and new friends to make, she had her first Wing Drill ‘accident’. She was attempting a maneuver when a blue came out of between directly in front of her and she had to swerve rather quickly. She managed to avoid a terrible head on collision. But her right wing and the blue’s left wing collided and there was an audible snap heard. Her wing bone that connected with the blue’s wing had a fracture, but not completely broken. The blue’s wing, on the other hand, had been completely broken. Vhreth’s wing mended and healed better than expected and she was just recently released to full Wing duty.
