Post by Xena on Aug 24, 2009 18:47:53 GMT -6
Basics
Name: Tantra
Age: 23
Gender:
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Rank: Dragonrider
Physical
Hair: Dark Red
Eyes: Dark Green
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 142
Defining characteristics: Tantra stands at just over 5'6" and weighs approximately 142 pounds. Tantra's eyes are a dark green, and are large and shiny. Her hair is a dark red, not the normal orangey red with pale skin. She tans easily, but prefers to keep her complexion the creamy white that it is, though there is a slight darkening. Her mother taught her to have proper posture in public, but when she's alone, she's not stiff. She slouches and relaxes when she gets moments alone. Tantra prefers darker, richer colors. Her skin tone favors darker colors. She wears skirts out of duty, but prefers pants and tunics if she has to go out to check the holdings. She wears her hair back in braids or loose knots, so it doesn't get messy when she's riding. She has a small scar on the outside of her upper left thigh.
Tantra always wears a simple silver necklace that has her and her life mate’s names engraved on it. She had received it as a gift from her father shortly after she‘d impressed to Vurath. She is mostly seen in a tunic and pants. Tantra doesn't usually dress up unless it is for a Gather or Hatching or some other occasion. She has a nice red dress that she keeps at the bottom of her travel trunk and wears that dress for those special occasions. When she is riding or attending Wing drills she wears a simple dark copper tunic with black or reddish brown trousers. She likes to wear dark colors and will sometimes be seen in lighter colors during the summer months, when it’s really warm. She has a leather jerkin vest that was dyed to a bright red coloring that she wears every now and then. The coloring is very close to her life mate’s color. The vest is done up in wherry feathers to keep the body warm during the winter. She has a leather hide belt she wears all the time. It was a gift from her brother before she left when she had been Searched.
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Personality: Energetic, dependable, considerate, impatient, hard-worker, fierce temper, and loyal. Tantra is a hard worker and loyal to her family and to Amzinai, and deeply devoted to Tani. She adores children and hopes to have a few someday. She hopes to find a mate that she could love, trust, talk to, if one exists, one that is not simply interested in just another romp in the furs. 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 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 has a bad temper when she loses it, but there is a long fuse that leads up to the loss of her self control. Tantra does have a temper, but she’s so good-natured that it takes a long while before she does get angry. 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 she doesn‘t hold back, usually, when sparring. 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. Tantra 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 a good joke, even though she can’t telling any herself. Tantra is a calm young woman in the face of disaster. She never lets anything rattle her, except for when she is alone with her Vurath. 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 afraid of one day losing her beloved Vurath. She was 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 Wind drills, or just when she‘s talking. She has a habit of speaking a little faster than normal when she’s really excited about something. Tantra 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.
Family:
Mother- Journeyman Healer Kentra, Quantum Hold
Father- Journeyman Smith Tantren, Quantum Hold
Brother- Ketren, Journeyman Beastcrafter, Quantum Hold
Sister- Kenra, Senior Apprentice Healer, Healer Hall
Son- Fentrel, Weyrbrat, Amzinai Creche
Pets: None.
History: Tantra was born as the middle child of three, born at Quantum Hold, beholden to Amzinai, to Journeyman Healer Kentra and Journeyman Smith Tantren. She was always on the move almost right after birth. She could not keep still for a full ten minutes. She was running with a 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, Ketren, taught her to ride in his spare time. And she loved every moment of it. She had a major accident at the age of six 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 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. As she approached the age of 12, she thought about apprenticing to a craft. She thought about weaving as her chosen craft but she didn’t have the patience to sit still for long and make something with her hands. She settled on the Harper craft. Though, at first, Tantra was a bit rebellious at all the rules and being confined to a certain area. She knew it was her duty, as a Harper, to spread the word about the Dragonriders. And that got her into a lot of trouble with her parents and the Harper Masters. So, for a time, Tantra butted heads with nearly everyone that told her she couldn’t just go out and pass the word, so to speak. And for a short while, everything was relatively calm in her life.
It was after she’d turned seventeen and had walked the tables shortly after that Tantra made a nearly fatal mistake. Tantra snuck out of her rooms at Quantum Hold, her first assignment, and headed for another Holding some good miles away. She introduced herself to a Cotholder as a Junior Journeyman Harper and requested a room and some food in exchange for singing. The Cotholder agreed and put her up in one of his spare rooms. She sang the same night to a crowded room. She sang a ballad she’d learned as an apprentice about Threadfall, another more traditional ballad, and her third choice nearly cost her dearly. The third song she sang spoke of the great Dragonriders flying and searing Threadfall. Unknown to Tantra, a secret man, hired by the Cotholder’s Lord Holder, had been on his way back to his Lord and had stopped for the night at the Cotholder’s home. He left right then to inform his Lord. The Lord Holder was outraged and ordered her death instantly. The man returned with some of the Lord Holder’s guards, intent on her death. They found her enjoying a meal in her room. She was dragged out of her room. One guard held her while another hit her, repeatedly.
She didn’t have a chance against the strong men. She fell to the ground as another guard walked up and hit her, and when she fell, he kicked her in her side. She gasped for air, she thought she’d die if he hit her one more time. He went to kick her again, but the blow didn’t come. A tall man stood between her and the attacking guard. The stranger had stepped in and caught the guards leg in mid-swing. And then, suddenly, the stranger twisted the guard’s leg and there was a loud snap of bone. The guard screamed. The stranger let go of the guard’s leg and the guard simply fell to the ground. The stranger watched the other guards, but once one of their own fell to the ground in pain, they fled. The stranger turned around to gather Tantra into his arms, though he was careful to try and not cause her more pain from her current injuries. Tantra observed her rescuer. He was tall, and lean muscled with wide shoulders and a narrow waist. He had black hair and blue eyes, and a scar running diagonally down his right cheek. She thought he looked dangerous.
He took her to his weyr at Amzinai Weyr, that protected her home Hold. She was delighted to be near her family again, and she vowed never to do something so stupid again. As she rested the next day from her injuries, she wrote and sent letters to her family, informing them of her location. And that day she learned her rescuer was Bronzerider F’drel of Xenayth. She felt intimidated whenever she was around him, and she didn’t like it. She tried to stay out of his way as much as possible during her time recuperating. As she healed, she met a girl the same age as she named Vivika, they became fast friends. Vivika helped Tantra learn her way around the Weyr. As the days turned to sevendays, Tantra passed the time with her friend and also getting herself Searched.
Though Tantra hadn’t realized just what being ‘Searched’ meant. And her friend was Searched the same day too. Tantra immediately wrote home to inform her family of her Search. She was completely excited about it and she couldn’t wait for the clutch on the sands to hatch. She never had thought of becoming a Dragonrider, but now …. She couldn’t believe that she going to have the chance to try. The clutch on the sands was a nice largish number, twenty one eggs and with a Gold Egg. The day came and the dragons hummed and the eggs wobbled on the sands. Tantra stood with Vivika and they waited patiently. The first egg to hatch produced a large and sturdy bronze, though a dark bronze. The crowd cheered and applauded as the bronze impressed quickly after hatching. It was a good sign that the bronze hatched and also that he’d impressed quickly.
A few more eggs hatched and a blue, two browns, and four greens hatched and scrambled to find theirs. One of the greens, a dainty little dark green, darted towards Tantra and Vivika. Both girls grinned at each other in delight and waited to see who would impress her. The little green, calling herself Cailith, impressed to Vivika. Tantra hugged her friend and turned back to the eggs. She had thirteen more chances to impress. The Gold Egg rocked on the raised mound of sand, the baby inside determined to get out before more of her siblings hatched and impressed. The egg shattered into a million pieces and the Hatching Grounds went quiet. There stood the new Queen in all of her golden glory. She looked about her and then turned, as everyone did, to the wail of despair. An egg had hatched a very pale green dragonet. The little green had fallen out of her shell to land on a sharp fragmented piece of shell from an already hatched egg. To everyone’s surprise, the newly hatched Queen walked over to her sister and nudged her. The green looked up at her sister and crooned.
The new Queen looked up at the approach of feet. It was the green’s bonded. The new Queen hissed at the young girl, obviously a reprimand. The new Queen stood and then sauntered over to the girls, looking them over. Though it was obviously for show. She stopped her acting and ran unerringly for Tantra. TantraMine, you Vurath is so very hungry. Please feed your Vurath. The Queen’s rump wriggling. Tantra smiled and knelt down next to the Queen. “I will most definitely feed you, Vurath!” Tantra stood up and led her beloved lifemate off the sands, oblivious to the hatching of the rest of the clutch. She found her friend feeding her lifemate. The girls chatted about their impressions and their lifemates as they fed them. Tantra couldn’t believe that her life had changed so much. She was dreading the Weyrling Training they would be starting the next day. After she’d fed, bathed and oiled Vurath, she wrote a letter to her family of her impression.
Rukbat rose the next day, and Tantra started a new chapter in her life as a Weyrling. This time, she didn’t chaff at the rules, she followed them to the letter. She also tried to discourage the other Weyrlings from doing what she’d done before she’d been Searched. She made a few more friends of her fellow Weyrlings. Tantra 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. A few months after they were place in the Queen‘s Wing, Vurath rose for her first mating flight. It was a wild and interesting flight. Males of every color spectrum chased, and Vurath eluded. But not for long.
An experienced bronze caught her. It was bronze Xenayth, F’drel’s bronze. A few days after the flight, Kentra paid her daughter a visit, wanting to make sure her daughter was well. She spent the rest of the day visiting with her mother. The resulting clutch, 17 eggs, no Gold Egg, hatched healthy dragonets. Vurath and Tantra were very proud of the clutch. For her next few flights, Vurath was flown by Xenayth, until disaster struck. During the time that Vurath had been won by Xenayth, Tantra had gotten pregnant and gave birth to a healthy baby boy they named Fentrel. F’drel and Tantra agreed to foster him to the Lower Caverns. Shortly after they’re son’s birth, F'drel died during a terrible Threadfall. F'drel and Xenayth were terribly wounded and went between, and they never came back out. Tantra and Vurath mourned their mates death and pushed themselves to move on afterwards. Just recently, bronze Saverith flew and caught Vurath in her latest flight. And had caught her in her previous two flights as well, making V’mai and Tantra weyrmates. [/center]
Dragon
Dragon name: Vurath
Dragon color: Gold (FFD700)
Dragon age: 4 Turns
Dragon Description: Vurath is exactly in the middle of the size scale for a gold, being 48.5 feet in length and very lithe. Her wingspan is slightly large for her being at 82 feet in length. Her wing size does not hinder her in any way but seems to add to her speed and stamina. She has a nice dark molten gold coloring that lightens in minute waves to an almost mellow gold 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 personality: Motherly, calm, loyal, hardworking, and flirtatious. Vurath is the most calm dragon in the Weyr. Nothing rattles her nerves, unless you harm her rider. Then you’ll see a fierce and protective gold dragon. She’s more of the motherly sort, though, when she has a clutch on the sands. She is protective of her clutch but she thoroughly enjoys it when the Candidates come onto the sands to view her eggs. Vurath is loyal to her rider. She will on occasion tease her rider about this or that. She just loves to get her rider riled about one subject or another just to do it, because she knows she can get away with it. She is a hard working dragon and does her best to do what is asked by her rider. Eryth is a good compliment to her rider. Where her rider has a flashing temper, this gold is the calm and soothing one when her rider gets angry.
Vurath is very calm and watchful of everything that goes on around her. Though she will not speak to any but her Tantra. She loves to spook hers when she’s in the mood. She doesn’t like it if someone singles her rider out for something that she wasn’t the only one involved in. She will offer her opinions, but only to her rider. She is obedient to dragons that are older than her. They are older and more experienced, after all. 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 a gold and deserves respect, but she’s not one to command respect she knows she must earn. And she constantly tells her life mate the same thing.
