Post by Shiftergirl on Feb 16, 2010 10:19:41 GMT -6
Basics
Name: Krea
Age: 25
Gender: Woman of course
Sexual Preference: Bio
Rank: Wrath Cursed
[/center]Age: 25
Gender: Woman of course
Sexual Preference: Bio
Rank: Wrath Cursed
Physical
Hair: Brown with red highlights
Eyes: Blue
Height: 5'6
Weight: 120
Defining characteristics: She is a lean person, body built like a runner as they say. Muscle lines her arms and back, her curves are more feminine then you would think possible with her muscle. A small birth mark lays on her neck, just under her chin. Her left blue eye seems hazel at times, almost like two colors spill into her eye. Her long braid is mostly braided to her hips, in a beautiful braid that makes some woman envy her.
Anything extra:
Eyes: Blue
Height: 5'6
Weight: 120
Defining characteristics: She is a lean person, body built like a runner as they say. Muscle lines her arms and back, her curves are more feminine then you would think possible with her muscle. A small birth mark lays on her neck, just under her chin. Her left blue eye seems hazel at times, almost like two colors spill into her eye. Her long braid is mostly braided to her hips, in a beautiful braid that makes some woman envy her.
Anything extra:
Extra
Personality: She isn't much for sitting around. She finds that even on a rainy day she has to find something to do. when Wrath sends her out on expeditions or to grab kids for a hatching, she is always glad to work for her. When lists of who is going out on what day is sent around, she is always the first person up and about. On days she is having problems though, she will take a ride with Soulith and go anywhere they can go. There are a few things she doesn't like about her fellow riders, for one, she isn't in tune with taking over obsidian, She would rather spend a day out riding and exploring the country side for candidates then go and bomb a fellow weyr. On the days they plan, the wery can sometimes see her riding around, but when Soulith is grounded by Wrath, she will be there for the meeting, but won't be fallowing much of what they say.
Family: N/A
Pets: Blue Fire-lizard Roll
History: She was born to a family of three, her mother who died at birth and her father who later died of illness. Her father was a smith in a hold not far from the hidden weyr wrath had taken as a refuge. Many of the locals had spread tails of children dissipating in the night, or people simply vanishing from there fields. Her father would shrug off these tails and care for her after her mothers death and would make what he could for the village. The hold would support him in all his ways, he wanted to raise his daughter himself, feeling that because of his wife's death, it was his job to care for her. He would take her with him when he left the hold and went about doing his job for others, making things the way they should and when a job came up that was worth lots of money, he would make sure to spend little and save more in a box just for Krea. Krea was only named after her mother, in hopes she would live like she did, full of spirit and adventure.
When Krea turned 5, her father fell to a sudden illness. She was too young to understand what was truly happening to her father and would always go about her day playing games with others and working the fields when she could. She was just about to turn 6 when the holders had one of the drudges take Krea to the side and explain that her father would no longer be caring for her, but that she would be working in the kitchen with a nanny and foster mothers. The entire kitchen had be unable to decide who would care for her, and so they had all taken her into there own hands.
When Krea turned 16, she looked back on her life and wanted something better. The way she lived working the kitchen and cleaning up after others wasn't something she wanted. She did like how she cleaned after people who would come and go with nothing but a mess to clean after them. She went to her fellow drudges and asked if she was aloud to leave for a short period of time. When they asked how long, she said for a while, making sure they didn't know how long she would truly be gone. She didn't want to come back, but she didn't want to have a place with no home either. The head woman shook her head and simply said she was welcome back at any time, knowing full well that Krea would come back some time.
Krea was 18 when she came home, she lived a life with the caravans and fellow wonders. Living in spare rooms and makeshift tents. She felt safe and full of spirit when she came back to her hold, the head woman was still there, but her years were catching up to her and she was about to point a new head woman. Krea felt she needed to stay for this and helped the head woman, mostly Krea went about making sure things were in order if they needed to be and if a new person or caravan was to be coming. It was only a few weeks after her 19th birthday when everything went wrong in a way. She was working the fields when a shadow crossed over her, surprised to a see a bronze of such power fly above her, she was a little surprised when it landed and a woman dropped to the ground. Bronzes weren't impressed by woman. She studied the dragon and found that, it didn't quite fit the bill of a male bronze, to feminine to be male. She looked at the pair and went about her business, sure to bring this up to the hold when she got back, but that never happened. When the dragon lifted from the ground, a pair of claws shot out and wrapped its way around her. Screaming for help, she was too far from the hold for anyone to hear her as she was carried off.
For weeks after the kidnapping, she cried and planned her escape. She would go when everyone wasn't looking. Eggs were on the sand, she would go when they were occupied by those eggs. There were others in this strange new weyr, but they were all excepted and wanted, she was just there in case they needed her. 40 or so eggs were on the sands, but they had over 50 candidates, she wasn't needed. On the day of the hatching, she ran, when the candidate master went looking for all the candidates, he missed her and she took off. Running down the halls and looking for any way out other then the sands, she came to a halt when she found her way to a ledge. Powerful wing strokes caught her attention and a brown landed before her, the creature growled and picking her up, dropped her on the sands in from of a angry gold and her clutch. She'd missed her chance, but she knew she would later escape another way. When all but three had hatched, Krea had moved to the back of those that were left, she was near the door, but dragonriders had taken positions on all sides to make sure none of the candidates tried anything. She was just about to make a run for it when something landed on her back, blue and bright as a baby blue, Soulith made herself known to Krea. Pinning her and hissing at her fellows to move away, she nuzzled and reassured her that everything was fine and that thing would only get better from here.
Thing truly did get better, once Soulith was of age, they did there best to be on Wraths good side and made sure they got out as much as possible, now they are waiting to see if there little adventures have done them good. Weeks after she found Roll's egg and it hatched a blue. She named him Roll because that was the first thing he did when he saw her, rolled over on his back for a belly rub and food.
[/center]Family: N/A
Pets: Blue Fire-lizard Roll
History: She was born to a family of three, her mother who died at birth and her father who later died of illness. Her father was a smith in a hold not far from the hidden weyr wrath had taken as a refuge. Many of the locals had spread tails of children dissipating in the night, or people simply vanishing from there fields. Her father would shrug off these tails and care for her after her mothers death and would make what he could for the village. The hold would support him in all his ways, he wanted to raise his daughter himself, feeling that because of his wife's death, it was his job to care for her. He would take her with him when he left the hold and went about doing his job for others, making things the way they should and when a job came up that was worth lots of money, he would make sure to spend little and save more in a box just for Krea. Krea was only named after her mother, in hopes she would live like she did, full of spirit and adventure.
When Krea turned 5, her father fell to a sudden illness. She was too young to understand what was truly happening to her father and would always go about her day playing games with others and working the fields when she could. She was just about to turn 6 when the holders had one of the drudges take Krea to the side and explain that her father would no longer be caring for her, but that she would be working in the kitchen with a nanny and foster mothers. The entire kitchen had be unable to decide who would care for her, and so they had all taken her into there own hands.
When Krea turned 16, she looked back on her life and wanted something better. The way she lived working the kitchen and cleaning up after others wasn't something she wanted. She did like how she cleaned after people who would come and go with nothing but a mess to clean after them. She went to her fellow drudges and asked if she was aloud to leave for a short period of time. When they asked how long, she said for a while, making sure they didn't know how long she would truly be gone. She didn't want to come back, but she didn't want to have a place with no home either. The head woman shook her head and simply said she was welcome back at any time, knowing full well that Krea would come back some time.
Krea was 18 when she came home, she lived a life with the caravans and fellow wonders. Living in spare rooms and makeshift tents. She felt safe and full of spirit when she came back to her hold, the head woman was still there, but her years were catching up to her and she was about to point a new head woman. Krea felt she needed to stay for this and helped the head woman, mostly Krea went about making sure things were in order if they needed to be and if a new person or caravan was to be coming. It was only a few weeks after her 19th birthday when everything went wrong in a way. She was working the fields when a shadow crossed over her, surprised to a see a bronze of such power fly above her, she was a little surprised when it landed and a woman dropped to the ground. Bronzes weren't impressed by woman. She studied the dragon and found that, it didn't quite fit the bill of a male bronze, to feminine to be male. She looked at the pair and went about her business, sure to bring this up to the hold when she got back, but that never happened. When the dragon lifted from the ground, a pair of claws shot out and wrapped its way around her. Screaming for help, she was too far from the hold for anyone to hear her as she was carried off.
For weeks after the kidnapping, she cried and planned her escape. She would go when everyone wasn't looking. Eggs were on the sand, she would go when they were occupied by those eggs. There were others in this strange new weyr, but they were all excepted and wanted, she was just there in case they needed her. 40 or so eggs were on the sands, but they had over 50 candidates, she wasn't needed. On the day of the hatching, she ran, when the candidate master went looking for all the candidates, he missed her and she took off. Running down the halls and looking for any way out other then the sands, she came to a halt when she found her way to a ledge. Powerful wing strokes caught her attention and a brown landed before her, the creature growled and picking her up, dropped her on the sands in from of a angry gold and her clutch. She'd missed her chance, but she knew she would later escape another way. When all but three had hatched, Krea had moved to the back of those that were left, she was near the door, but dragonriders had taken positions on all sides to make sure none of the candidates tried anything. She was just about to make a run for it when something landed on her back, blue and bright as a baby blue, Soulith made herself known to Krea. Pinning her and hissing at her fellows to move away, she nuzzled and reassured her that everything was fine and that thing would only get better from here.
Thing truly did get better, once Soulith was of age, they did there best to be on Wraths good side and made sure they got out as much as possible, now they are waiting to see if there little adventures have done them good. Weeks after she found Roll's egg and it hatched a blue. She named him Roll because that was the first thing he did when he saw her, rolled over on his back for a belly rub and food.
Dragon
Dragon name: Soulith
Dragon color: Saphire blue. her hide shines like the ocean with a baby blue tint. Her underbelly is a dark blue that looks like the deep waters of the ocean, almost a black. Her wings are the color of the water on the shore, a blue almost white and her muzzel has the morning blue with a hint of pink on her nose.
Dragon age: 5
Dragon personality: Soulith has a soft spot for all the dragons. She dosn't care much for what color or sex they are, she just thinks that if they are fun to be around, then they should be around more. Her ways with Krea is a little different, she dosn't want her to be in pain, so she will try her best at keeping males distant for a while and then when she think its needed, pushing her into a conflick that will help her make up her mind. She's a little laid back, but when startled has something of a temper, though she would prefer to be out and about, if she is grounded she lets the others know by her complaining. Wrath seems to be the only one who can make her shut up, but then Soulith dosn't go around her much anymore. For a sweet dragon, she can seem like a nanny. If children are brought into the weyr out of spite or without warning, she has been know to take them under her wings and help them cope, even making little dragonets come with them if they are weyrling.
[/center]Dragon color: Saphire blue. her hide shines like the ocean with a baby blue tint. Her underbelly is a dark blue that looks like the deep waters of the ocean, almost a black. Her wings are the color of the water on the shore, a blue almost white and her muzzel has the morning blue with a hint of pink on her nose.
Dragon age: 5
Dragon personality: Soulith has a soft spot for all the dragons. She dosn't care much for what color or sex they are, she just thinks that if they are fun to be around, then they should be around more. Her ways with Krea is a little different, she dosn't want her to be in pain, so she will try her best at keeping males distant for a while and then when she think its needed, pushing her into a conflick that will help her make up her mind. She's a little laid back, but when startled has something of a temper, though she would prefer to be out and about, if she is grounded she lets the others know by her complaining. Wrath seems to be the only one who can make her shut up, but then Soulith dosn't go around her much anymore. For a sweet dragon, she can seem like a nanny. If children are brought into the weyr out of spite or without warning, she has been know to take them under her wings and help them cope, even making little dragonets come with them if they are weyrling.
