Post by Shiftergirl on Apr 14, 2009 19:40:09 GMT -6
Basics
Name: Luci (Formaly Lucielle)
Age: 47
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Straight
Rank: Possible Weyrwoman
[/center]Age: 47
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Straight
Rank: Possible Weyrwoman
Physical
Hair: Brown with sun highlights *gold streaks*
Eyes: dirt brown
Height: 5'5
Weight: 130
Defining characteristics: She is bony but dosn't look it. On her left hip is a scar that reachs from the corner of the back of her hip, to just above her knee.
Anything extra: N/A
Eyes: dirt brown
Height: 5'5
Weight: 130
Defining characteristics: She is bony but dosn't look it. On her left hip is a scar that reachs from the corner of the back of her hip, to just above her knee.
Anything extra: N/A
Extra
Personality: Controlive, she wan't control of everything that happens. With each breath and thought all she can dream of is having a position where the control is in her hands. When people see her they could see a loving careing person, but inside she is hard and deadly, like a snake posing to strike. Hard to the core, she wants nothing better then to have all riders, weyrfolk, holdfolk, and just about anyone else to bow and call her name. Posseive, she will fight for her rank right, going so far as to take a person off to the side and threaten them with there ranks rights, or even something more personal. She is a manipulative woman, able to manipulate people in to thinking just how sweet or evil she can be. But they all see the good side, not the corupt side.
Family: N/A
Pets:
History:
>Luci wasn't born this way. Once she was a sweet girl who loved nothing better then to sit out on a nice day and watch the horizen. Young, she would dream of days working for her rank and even kissing boy's. Her mother, a drudge in a hold had gotten pregnant by being courted by a local blue rider.
Lilian and C'lent's story....
The rider and drudge had fallen in love at a early age and thinking they would last forever, she had taken him as her mate. Lilian her mother, was a sweet young, inacent, stupid girl. C'lent was a smart, and not so keen young blue rider. They meat one day when C'lent was on duty for a search and had landed for a child of the hold. The girl was maybe 16 at the time when she was searched, and Luci mother was maybe a few time older.
C'lent came back a few times to see her, each time the lord of the hold had her working and busy. Afraid she was being used, she was called one night by the blue, Cremnth, to come to the waterfall not far from her room. Now, Lilian had never heard a dragon thoughts before, so at first she paniced, but later didn't care. Not sure why, but that night she went to him, and never went back.
She lived in the weyr, dinned, ate, and eventually gave birth in the weyr.
Luci's story....
Luci was born on a stormy morning when the wind was wild and the air was thick with water. She was born a healthy baby girl with a small birth mark on her shoulder in the shape of a star. Her mother took care of her and soon gave her to a wet nurse so she could go back to her work, and taking care of C'lent, who at the time had thread scar.
At fifteen she was asked to stand for hatching. She agreed and stood for the first time, but like all times the first wasn't going to be her last. Determined to be a rider, she stood in front of the others, begging dragons to come to her. When a green went by she would lay her hand on the dragonet, but they would hurry away to another. This shying away forced her to become more private from others. Her friends saw a change in her from the first stand and told her there were others. Some even told her that maybe she was to be a more higher ranking dragonrider, maybe even a first brown, for in another weyr a brown had impressed a girl.
The second hatching came and went, she was sixteen this time and like before the dragons shed away. this hatching had no queen where before the other queen was sent to another weyr that was in need. Disterbed for this clutch, she was even more strange, her moods would change rapidly and become violent when people would just look at her.
It was during a greens flight only a sevenday before her Seventeeth birthday that corupted her the worst. A green had been showing signs of rising and all girls were told to lock up. Not getting this request, she strold through the weyr in search of nothing, just wondering when a man, one of the workers, came up behind her. Holding a knife to her throat he forced her into a room and locked the door. In this room, he procedded to rape and mudilate her. At first he would take the knife and flip skim it across her, but then it was worse when suddenly before the flight was over, and the torment finished, he sliced along her thigh from the corner of her hip, to just abover her knee. In pain, she walked from that cold and damp room in anger, fear, and in silence.
No one knew about the rape, not even her friends. She became more quite and this time more to herself. She wouldn't shy from men, in fact she would become angry and almost violent near them. Men of the weyr, but the worker, were afraid of her torment and sidstepped her. Riders told her she wouldn't be a good candidate and she raged at them, then they forced her off the sands and she was fuiouce.
When the queen's clutch was due to hatch again, she was confident, she would get a dragon this time, and this time she would show that man what she thought of him. But she would take her time. The riders told her she was not to stand, she could watch from the stands, but she was never to go near the eggs. Oh, she didn't go near them, in fact she was just outside the sands when the hatching begain. Dressed in slacks and a ripped shirt, she watched as egg after egg hatched to reveal bronzes, browns, blues, greens, and finally the gold.
When the gold hatched she wasn't your normal everyday gold. Her hide was a ruby red starting from her nose and ending at her shoulders, only to blend with gold that fallowed down the rest of her body. Her front legs were ruby red around the knees and her wings fuzed into a swirl of ruby and gold. The tip of her tail held red that mixed orange and gold.
The gold didn't even glance at the others, instead she made to leave the sands all together and the riders went to stop her. One, a blue rider, stood in her way and raising to her back legs, screached in defiance she tore the mans jaket and gear to expose skin and tissue. Her claws ran red as she forced her way past to Luci's side.
Luci'mine. You shall never leave me, nor shall those evil men have you every again.
Those words from there made her even stronger in her rant. She and this gold would take the weyr, they would prove that even they would make them all lower.
Her first rise was going swell until the old queen tried to ground her. In a fury, she clawed and bit the elder, trying to ground her instead. But, because the older gold took her down first, she swooped in and landed, making it seem like they would stay. Hissing at a bronze, she looked at her rider once, and lunged. The riders ran, all but Luci, in a rage herself, she climbed onto her dragons back and went between to another place.
They reached a cavern most like the weyr and made a home of it. In secreat they raged for more power, and waited. The would take the weyr at its weekest. Wrath sent for bronzes nearby on her second rise, in witch she was succseful in mateing this time, and laying as well. Her first clutch held no gold, and she wasn't having any of the bronze and quickly sent him away. Going on search herself, Wrath picked all children she found for her own children. Not careing, she woud pick young children even from orphans that people wouldn't miss.
when the gold left Obsidian weyr, they made there move, all Wrath's eggs hatched and many after as well, but this was there time. They went between and went back to there old home, there life before.
[/center]Family: N/A
Pets:
History:
>Luci wasn't born this way. Once she was a sweet girl who loved nothing better then to sit out on a nice day and watch the horizen. Young, she would dream of days working for her rank and even kissing boy's. Her mother, a drudge in a hold had gotten pregnant by being courted by a local blue rider.
Lilian and C'lent's story....
The rider and drudge had fallen in love at a early age and thinking they would last forever, she had taken him as her mate. Lilian her mother, was a sweet young, inacent, stupid girl. C'lent was a smart, and not so keen young blue rider. They meat one day when C'lent was on duty for a search and had landed for a child of the hold. The girl was maybe 16 at the time when she was searched, and Luci mother was maybe a few time older.
C'lent came back a few times to see her, each time the lord of the hold had her working and busy. Afraid she was being used, she was called one night by the blue, Cremnth, to come to the waterfall not far from her room. Now, Lilian had never heard a dragon thoughts before, so at first she paniced, but later didn't care. Not sure why, but that night she went to him, and never went back.
She lived in the weyr, dinned, ate, and eventually gave birth in the weyr.
Luci's story....
Luci was born on a stormy morning when the wind was wild and the air was thick with water. She was born a healthy baby girl with a small birth mark on her shoulder in the shape of a star. Her mother took care of her and soon gave her to a wet nurse so she could go back to her work, and taking care of C'lent, who at the time had thread scar.
At fifteen she was asked to stand for hatching. She agreed and stood for the first time, but like all times the first wasn't going to be her last. Determined to be a rider, she stood in front of the others, begging dragons to come to her. When a green went by she would lay her hand on the dragonet, but they would hurry away to another. This shying away forced her to become more private from others. Her friends saw a change in her from the first stand and told her there were others. Some even told her that maybe she was to be a more higher ranking dragonrider, maybe even a first brown, for in another weyr a brown had impressed a girl.
The second hatching came and went, she was sixteen this time and like before the dragons shed away. this hatching had no queen where before the other queen was sent to another weyr that was in need. Disterbed for this clutch, she was even more strange, her moods would change rapidly and become violent when people would just look at her.
It was during a greens flight only a sevenday before her Seventeeth birthday that corupted her the worst. A green had been showing signs of rising and all girls were told to lock up. Not getting this request, she strold through the weyr in search of nothing, just wondering when a man, one of the workers, came up behind her. Holding a knife to her throat he forced her into a room and locked the door. In this room, he procedded to rape and mudilate her. At first he would take the knife and flip skim it across her, but then it was worse when suddenly before the flight was over, and the torment finished, he sliced along her thigh from the corner of her hip, to just abover her knee. In pain, she walked from that cold and damp room in anger, fear, and in silence.
No one knew about the rape, not even her friends. She became more quite and this time more to herself. She wouldn't shy from men, in fact she would become angry and almost violent near them. Men of the weyr, but the worker, were afraid of her torment and sidstepped her. Riders told her she wouldn't be a good candidate and she raged at them, then they forced her off the sands and she was fuiouce.
When the queen's clutch was due to hatch again, she was confident, she would get a dragon this time, and this time she would show that man what she thought of him. But she would take her time. The riders told her she was not to stand, she could watch from the stands, but she was never to go near the eggs. Oh, she didn't go near them, in fact she was just outside the sands when the hatching begain. Dressed in slacks and a ripped shirt, she watched as egg after egg hatched to reveal bronzes, browns, blues, greens, and finally the gold.
When the gold hatched she wasn't your normal everyday gold. Her hide was a ruby red starting from her nose and ending at her shoulders, only to blend with gold that fallowed down the rest of her body. Her front legs were ruby red around the knees and her wings fuzed into a swirl of ruby and gold. The tip of her tail held red that mixed orange and gold.
The gold didn't even glance at the others, instead she made to leave the sands all together and the riders went to stop her. One, a blue rider, stood in her way and raising to her back legs, screached in defiance she tore the mans jaket and gear to expose skin and tissue. Her claws ran red as she forced her way past to Luci's side.
Luci'mine. You shall never leave me, nor shall those evil men have you every again.
Those words from there made her even stronger in her rant. She and this gold would take the weyr, they would prove that even they would make them all lower.
Her first rise was going swell until the old queen tried to ground her. In a fury, she clawed and bit the elder, trying to ground her instead. But, because the older gold took her down first, she swooped in and landed, making it seem like they would stay. Hissing at a bronze, she looked at her rider once, and lunged. The riders ran, all but Luci, in a rage herself, she climbed onto her dragons back and went between to another place.
They reached a cavern most like the weyr and made a home of it. In secreat they raged for more power, and waited. The would take the weyr at its weekest. Wrath sent for bronzes nearby on her second rise, in witch she was succseful in mateing this time, and laying as well. Her first clutch held no gold, and she wasn't having any of the bronze and quickly sent him away. Going on search herself, Wrath picked all children she found for her own children. Not careing, she woud pick young children even from orphans that people wouldn't miss.
when the gold left Obsidian weyr, they made there move, all Wrath's eggs hatched and many after as well, but this was there time. They went between and went back to there old home, there life before.
Dragon
Dragon name: Wrath
Dragon color: Her hide was a ruby red starting from her nose and ending at her shoulders, only to blend with gold that fallowed down the rest of her body. Her front legs were ruby red around the knees and her wings fuzed into a swirl of ruby and gold. The tip of her tail held red that mixed orange and gold.
>>Color Code: FF4500
Dragon age: 31
Dragon personality: Posseive like her rider. She wants everyone to bow and be hers. Males should and will be hers, not gold, violate, or any color shall take her browns, bronzes and now the new colors. Even the blues must be hers. To others she is sweet, manipulative to even the younger ones. Her rider is hers and no one elses.
On the good side, she is sweet to the males, calm and colective. She is fun around the young, even playful. She can seem positive when the males are around, even when younger males are around. Though, when younger females are around, she can be a little more parinoid.
[/center] Dragon color: Her hide was a ruby red starting from her nose and ending at her shoulders, only to blend with gold that fallowed down the rest of her body. Her front legs were ruby red around the knees and her wings fuzed into a swirl of ruby and gold. The tip of her tail held red that mixed orange and gold.
>>Color Code: FF4500
Dragon age: 31
Dragon personality: Posseive like her rider. She wants everyone to bow and be hers. Males should and will be hers, not gold, violate, or any color shall take her browns, bronzes and now the new colors. Even the blues must be hers. To others she is sweet, manipulative to even the younger ones. Her rider is hers and no one elses.
On the good side, she is sweet to the males, calm and colective. She is fun around the young, even playful. She can seem positive when the males are around, even when younger males are around. Though, when younger females are around, she can be a little more parinoid.
