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Post by Ria on Oct 6, 2009 23:19:26 GMT -5
I noticed that you were without a senior queen so I thought that I might step in.
Username:Ria
Other Characters: None
Character Name: Rialana (Ria)
Age:29 turns
Gender: female
Sexuality: strait
Rank:Senior Weyrwoman
Craft Specialty:None
Current Residence:Benden Weyr
Appearance:Rialana is a small woman in both build and height. She stands barely five two and weighs around ninety pounds. Jet black hair falls well below her waist in tight little curls which she tends to clip the front up on the back of her head. Her eyes are a vivid bright green that is accentuates by the upward tilt at the corners. Her skin looks to be a permanent light tan due to her parentage. Slim and fit, she has a typical, hourglass shape with slim shapely legs and small, narrow feet.
Personality:Rialana is one of the easiest people to get along with, despite her high position in the weyr. A laugh comes easily to her lips and a smile often lingers there. Though she is often happy and as near to carefree as she can be, she is quick with discipline when it is earned. Shirking of duties and disregard for ones responsibilities is what will most likely earn someone the lashing of her tong. While she doesn't have a lot of book smarts, she has excellent street smarts and a good bit of common sense. Rialana has often been critisized for her history of having nine different formal weyrmates, she is not bothered by the fact and will tell anyone, with her a sharp bite to her voice, that she was in full support of her queen on those occations. She is a free loving woman though since she became senior, she tamed down her love life to those her dragon bound her to.
History: Lana was shocked to find herself pregnant but overjoyed in her own way. At sixteen she was of an age where her father, Lord of Nerat would soon marry her off. No man would want "tainted goods" and with a baby as evidence her father could not sell her as anything other than tainted. It occurred to her that her father might see to getting rid of the unborn babe before it could be a problem. Out of preservation she confided in the harper of Nerat her condition and her fears. I was then contrived for her to foster at Benden for a turn before she was married away. After all, the harper told her father, all the Benden sons were unmarried. Her father jumped on the idea and was all willing to ship her off adragonback, but to preserve her child's life, Lana pretended such a fear of flight that her father ordered a ship to take her up the coast. Such fright was ridiculous, after all R'iam had flown her many times, but now there was no way to contact him from Nerat. Within two seven-days of her arrival at Benden Lana got a visitor and R'iam took her back to the weyr with him. Lana settled into a permanent position in the lower caverns, and a good thing too because once her father found out about her deception she was disowned. In due time Lana gave birth to a tinny little baby girl. Rialana was two when Lana secome to a bad fall. Rialana became her father's pet. Little Lana, he called her because of her resemblance to her mother. Rialana grew up in the lower caverns as if she was fully weyrbread. At sixteen she stood on the sands for the queen egg. Henareth did not even sway when she picked Rialana for weyrmate. At twenty-four Rialana was the second youngest junior Weyrwoman but her Henareth was first to fly after the senior pair retired. Through five turns she has lead the weyr through threadfall as senior with the help of nearly as many Weyrleaders. Now thread is over, she is looking to other things.
Pets:
RP Example: Rialana looked around the grounds at the clutch of eggs that her beautiful Henareth had laid in just two days time. For the end of the pass, twenty three eggs was a good number, they would not need so many beasts in the weyr when thread stopped. Now, tiered from her labors, Henareth lay curled around her clutch of eggs as best she could. She lacked the length to form a full circle around them, but her right wing drooped over the eggs, covering them all. Henareth had always made a habit of touching all her eggs as much as she could, not out of protectiveness because she never minded showing them off when people came into the hatching grounds, but because, as she told her rider, I like them to feel me, my presence, they grow better. Rialana couldn't argue with her because she didn't understand her dragon's logic, but if it made her feel better about being on the sands, she was not going to stop it. Rialana yawned and trailed a hand along Henareth's long neck, "Good night, My Beauty." She walked to the opening and looked back at her dragon. It was easy to leave Henareth alone with the eggs, she did not get broody.
Name: Henareth
Age: 13 turns
Color: Gold
Appearance: Henareth is on the small size for a queen dragoon, even one or two of the bronzes is larger than she is, but not so strong I think or as quick. Her wings are large in comparison with her body as are her legs. In her own way though, she looks to be in complete proportion with herself. Her hide is a high polished gold that would match any ring or bobble that you could present her.
Personality: Henareth is one of those talkative dragons that often throws comments at other people, though she prefers to talk to her own rider. She is a little bit of a flirt though and likes to blink at the bronzes. She has a snap temper though and has a good enough memory to hold a grudge for a couple of days or more depending on how mad she is.
Username:Ria
Other Characters: None
Character Name: Rialana (Ria)
Age:29 turns
Gender: female
Sexuality: strait
Rank:Senior Weyrwoman
Craft Specialty:None
Current Residence:Benden Weyr
Appearance:Rialana is a small woman in both build and height. She stands barely five two and weighs around ninety pounds. Jet black hair falls well below her waist in tight little curls which she tends to clip the front up on the back of her head. Her eyes are a vivid bright green that is accentuates by the upward tilt at the corners. Her skin looks to be a permanent light tan due to her parentage. Slim and fit, she has a typical, hourglass shape with slim shapely legs and small, narrow feet.
Personality:Rialana is one of the easiest people to get along with, despite her high position in the weyr. A laugh comes easily to her lips and a smile often lingers there. Though she is often happy and as near to carefree as she can be, she is quick with discipline when it is earned. Shirking of duties and disregard for ones responsibilities is what will most likely earn someone the lashing of her tong. While she doesn't have a lot of book smarts, she has excellent street smarts and a good bit of common sense. Rialana has often been critisized for her history of having nine different formal weyrmates, she is not bothered by the fact and will tell anyone, with her a sharp bite to her voice, that she was in full support of her queen on those occations. She is a free loving woman though since she became senior, she tamed down her love life to those her dragon bound her to.
History: Lana was shocked to find herself pregnant but overjoyed in her own way. At sixteen she was of an age where her father, Lord of Nerat would soon marry her off. No man would want "tainted goods" and with a baby as evidence her father could not sell her as anything other than tainted. It occurred to her that her father might see to getting rid of the unborn babe before it could be a problem. Out of preservation she confided in the harper of Nerat her condition and her fears. I was then contrived for her to foster at Benden for a turn before she was married away. After all, the harper told her father, all the Benden sons were unmarried. Her father jumped on the idea and was all willing to ship her off adragonback, but to preserve her child's life, Lana pretended such a fear of flight that her father ordered a ship to take her up the coast. Such fright was ridiculous, after all R'iam had flown her many times, but now there was no way to contact him from Nerat. Within two seven-days of her arrival at Benden Lana got a visitor and R'iam took her back to the weyr with him. Lana settled into a permanent position in the lower caverns, and a good thing too because once her father found out about her deception she was disowned. In due time Lana gave birth to a tinny little baby girl. Rialana was two when Lana secome to a bad fall. Rialana became her father's pet. Little Lana, he called her because of her resemblance to her mother. Rialana grew up in the lower caverns as if she was fully weyrbread. At sixteen she stood on the sands for the queen egg. Henareth did not even sway when she picked Rialana for weyrmate. At twenty-four Rialana was the second youngest junior Weyrwoman but her Henareth was first to fly after the senior pair retired. Through five turns she has lead the weyr through threadfall as senior with the help of nearly as many Weyrleaders. Now thread is over, she is looking to other things.
Pets:
RP Example: Rialana looked around the grounds at the clutch of eggs that her beautiful Henareth had laid in just two days time. For the end of the pass, twenty three eggs was a good number, they would not need so many beasts in the weyr when thread stopped. Now, tiered from her labors, Henareth lay curled around her clutch of eggs as best she could. She lacked the length to form a full circle around them, but her right wing drooped over the eggs, covering them all. Henareth had always made a habit of touching all her eggs as much as she could, not out of protectiveness because she never minded showing them off when people came into the hatching grounds, but because, as she told her rider, I like them to feel me, my presence, they grow better. Rialana couldn't argue with her because she didn't understand her dragon's logic, but if it made her feel better about being on the sands, she was not going to stop it. Rialana yawned and trailed a hand along Henareth's long neck, "Good night, My Beauty." She walked to the opening and looked back at her dragon. It was easy to leave Henareth alone with the eggs, she did not get broody.
Name: Henareth
Age: 13 turns
Color: Gold
Appearance: Henareth is on the small size for a queen dragoon, even one or two of the bronzes is larger than she is, but not so strong I think or as quick. Her wings are large in comparison with her body as are her legs. In her own way though, she looks to be in complete proportion with herself. Her hide is a high polished gold that would match any ring or bobble that you could present her.
Personality: Henareth is one of those talkative dragons that often throws comments at other people, though she prefers to talk to her own rider. She is a little bit of a flirt though and likes to blink at the bronzes. She has a snap temper though and has a good enough memory to hold a grudge for a couple of days or more depending on how mad she is.
