Post by mirror on Jul 11, 2013 23:19:47 GMT -8
Name: Astrielle Velidie
Pronunciation: Ast - rye - L Vell - I - dee
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Turnday: 05.03 of turn 3057
Weyr: Ice Stone Weyr
Rank: Dragon Candidate
Family: Asatialle - Mother
Narilen Velide- Father
St'lin Velide- Brother
Niltiel Velide- Brother
Ailstia Velide- Sister
Friends: None of note
Pets: None
Appearance: Astrielle has a average height, standing at five feet four inches. Her build is average, not too thin and not too bulky. The expressions on her face are minimal most of the time for she almost always has a far-away look to her. Her eyes are dark brown and almond shaped. She has long dark brown hair, edging close to black. There are not too many scars on her thanks to a safe life indoors. Along with this she does not have much of a tan whatsoever, leaving her skin rather pale. Astrielle's style is not so much as a style as 'whatever works'. If it is warm, comfortable, and she can go about her daily life in it without trouble she will wear it.
Personality: It isn't often that Astrielle comes out of her shell and talks to others. This is not a natural quiet though, it is a forced quiet. She is afraid that others will mock her if they hear her, calling her ideas stupid and saying that she does not belong. While she does want to be seen she decides that it is better to not be seen and remain safe than stand out and risk not being accepted.
Astrielle has idea, big ideas. Big ideas that sometimes appear little but are big to her none the less. A story, a new type of shirt, a painting, an adventure. Sometimes these dreams are even plans, a way to make her life better, a way to ensure that she is remembered. At times she might come close to acting on these dreams. However, a fear of something going wrong holds her back most of the time.
She is not the kind of person that can just walk in to something and think that everything will be okay. Instead she frets about every little thing, not mentioning it to anyone else but driving herself up the wall with fears that she made in her head.
Astrielle's definition of art might be considered a little odd by some people. It is not a bright colorful form of art or anything horribly morbid but the art of every day life. An icicle, the seams of a scrap of fabric, sunlight on a firelizard. Little things that people might not always think about are things that amaze her, things that she will think about for ages and try to duplicate on paper.
While she might not speak out all the time Astrielle certainly does have her thoughts and opinions about the world. In fact she is rather opinionated and will spend a great deal of time thinking about the events happening around her. Along with this there is a great desire to share these thoughts, though she almost never does.
Sometimes Astrielle zones out, almost completely forgetting about the world around her. She will focus intently on a bit of fluff floating through the air or her own thoughts. It will take quite a bit of effort to get her to snap out of it and come back to reality.
History: Astrielle was born to a harper named Asatialle and a tanner named Narilen at a small cothold protected by Rainbow Mists Weyr. While her parents were thrilled with her arrival she was not their first child, not by a long shot. Her two brothers were named Stalin and Niltiel respectively. Stalin was the oldest at five years old when she was born while Niltiel was the middle child at two years old.
Time passed and it eventually became time her her brothers to take a craft. Stalin put it off for over a turn until, much to her father's disappointment Stalin was searched and whisked off to Rainbow Mists as a candidate. Niltiel on the other hand chose to become a harper, taking after his mother. Meanwhile Asatialle became pregnant, giving birth to their fourth and final child, a little girl named Ailstia. She was rather weak from the moment she was born. Narilen thought that she wouldn't survive and, wanting one of his children to follow in his footsteps, instructed Astrielle to become a tanner apprentice.
Astrielle became an apprentice tanner at twelve turns old, all the while wanting to get out there and do something bigger. Soon after word came from the now seventeen turn old Stalin, now St'lin, that he had impressed a wonderful little blue. While she felt rather jealous at first it passed soon enough.
Her apprenticeship passed by slowly and miserably. She never made it to journeyman status though for soon after she turned fourteen a searchrider arrived and said that she could stand for a dragon. Seeings little Ailstia had managed to stay alive and was getting stronger every day Narilen allowed her to go. He decided that she would become a tanner one day and keep his dream alive.
Candidacy wasn't exactly what Astrielle had expected, in fact it was rather lonely. She didn't approach the other candidates and when they talked to her she couldn't bring herself to say much in response. In the end she failed to make any close connections, instead going through the motions and waiting to impress. She waited for four turns but she was never so much as glanced at by the dragonets. Soon after turning eighteen she decided to transfer, hoping she might have better luck in another Weyr. In the end she came to Ice Stone, eager for a fresh start.
Adoption?: No
Name: Fifth
Hue: Midnight (000033)
Personality: Fifth is a very strange dragon, indeed, a mystery sometimes even to himself. He can't ever make up his mind, and he is constantly possessed by thoughts of alternative states of being, like what would happen if he makes two separate choices and their outcomes. He can't stop staring at the stars at night, and for hours he will simply wonder why he is there or doing what he is doing. If ever he asks a question, it is followed by another, and they are usually too general or broad to be answered easily. He likes riddles or puzzles like most Midnights go, but his own riddles are far too complex or difficult to be easily solved. Distracted often, he is prone to "spacing out".
Description: As a midnight, his hide is dark, deep deep nearly-black blue forms the base of it, with curls of lighter navy running up his throat and under his chin. Several small lines of royal blue run along his spine, and the same navy from his neck can be found along his haunches in random array. The last half of his wings or so fade to actual black.
Adult Size: 27
Impresses To: Astrielle
Pronunciation: Ast - rye - L Vell - I - dee
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Turnday: 05.03 of turn 3057
Weyr: Ice Stone Weyr
Rank: Dragon Candidate
Family: Asatialle - Mother
Narilen Velide- Father
St'lin Velide- Brother
Niltiel Velide- Brother
Ailstia Velide- Sister
Friends: None of note
Pets: None
Appearance: Astrielle has a average height, standing at five feet four inches. Her build is average, not too thin and not too bulky. The expressions on her face are minimal most of the time for she almost always has a far-away look to her. Her eyes are dark brown and almond shaped. She has long dark brown hair, edging close to black. There are not too many scars on her thanks to a safe life indoors. Along with this she does not have much of a tan whatsoever, leaving her skin rather pale. Astrielle's style is not so much as a style as 'whatever works'. If it is warm, comfortable, and she can go about her daily life in it without trouble she will wear it.
Personality: It isn't often that Astrielle comes out of her shell and talks to others. This is not a natural quiet though, it is a forced quiet. She is afraid that others will mock her if they hear her, calling her ideas stupid and saying that she does not belong. While she does want to be seen she decides that it is better to not be seen and remain safe than stand out and risk not being accepted.
Astrielle has idea, big ideas. Big ideas that sometimes appear little but are big to her none the less. A story, a new type of shirt, a painting, an adventure. Sometimes these dreams are even plans, a way to make her life better, a way to ensure that she is remembered. At times she might come close to acting on these dreams. However, a fear of something going wrong holds her back most of the time.
She is not the kind of person that can just walk in to something and think that everything will be okay. Instead she frets about every little thing, not mentioning it to anyone else but driving herself up the wall with fears that she made in her head.
Astrielle's definition of art might be considered a little odd by some people. It is not a bright colorful form of art or anything horribly morbid but the art of every day life. An icicle, the seams of a scrap of fabric, sunlight on a firelizard. Little things that people might not always think about are things that amaze her, things that she will think about for ages and try to duplicate on paper.
While she might not speak out all the time Astrielle certainly does have her thoughts and opinions about the world. In fact she is rather opinionated and will spend a great deal of time thinking about the events happening around her. Along with this there is a great desire to share these thoughts, though she almost never does.
Sometimes Astrielle zones out, almost completely forgetting about the world around her. She will focus intently on a bit of fluff floating through the air or her own thoughts. It will take quite a bit of effort to get her to snap out of it and come back to reality.
History: Astrielle was born to a harper named Asatialle and a tanner named Narilen at a small cothold protected by Rainbow Mists Weyr. While her parents were thrilled with her arrival she was not their first child, not by a long shot. Her two brothers were named Stalin and Niltiel respectively. Stalin was the oldest at five years old when she was born while Niltiel was the middle child at two years old.
Time passed and it eventually became time her her brothers to take a craft. Stalin put it off for over a turn until, much to her father's disappointment Stalin was searched and whisked off to Rainbow Mists as a candidate. Niltiel on the other hand chose to become a harper, taking after his mother. Meanwhile Asatialle became pregnant, giving birth to their fourth and final child, a little girl named Ailstia. She was rather weak from the moment she was born. Narilen thought that she wouldn't survive and, wanting one of his children to follow in his footsteps, instructed Astrielle to become a tanner apprentice.
Astrielle became an apprentice tanner at twelve turns old, all the while wanting to get out there and do something bigger. Soon after word came from the now seventeen turn old Stalin, now St'lin, that he had impressed a wonderful little blue. While she felt rather jealous at first it passed soon enough.
Her apprenticeship passed by slowly and miserably. She never made it to journeyman status though for soon after she turned fourteen a searchrider arrived and said that she could stand for a dragon. Seeings little Ailstia had managed to stay alive and was getting stronger every day Narilen allowed her to go. He decided that she would become a tanner one day and keep his dream alive.
Candidacy wasn't exactly what Astrielle had expected, in fact it was rather lonely. She didn't approach the other candidates and when they talked to her she couldn't bring herself to say much in response. In the end she failed to make any close connections, instead going through the motions and waiting to impress. She waited for four turns but she was never so much as glanced at by the dragonets. Soon after turning eighteen she decided to transfer, hoping she might have better luck in another Weyr. In the end she came to Ice Stone, eager for a fresh start.
Adoption?: No
Name: Fifth
Hue: Midnight (000033)
Personality: Fifth is a very strange dragon, indeed, a mystery sometimes even to himself. He can't ever make up his mind, and he is constantly possessed by thoughts of alternative states of being, like what would happen if he makes two separate choices and their outcomes. He can't stop staring at the stars at night, and for hours he will simply wonder why he is there or doing what he is doing. If ever he asks a question, it is followed by another, and they are usually too general or broad to be answered easily. He likes riddles or puzzles like most Midnights go, but his own riddles are far too complex or difficult to be easily solved. Distracted often, he is prone to "spacing out".
Description: As a midnight, his hide is dark, deep deep nearly-black blue forms the base of it, with curls of lighter navy running up his throat and under his chin. Several small lines of royal blue run along his spine, and the same navy from his neck can be found along his haunches in random array. The last half of his wings or so fade to actual black.
Adult Size: 27
Impresses To: Astrielle
