Post by Darwin on Jul 1, 2013 23:16:27 GMT -8
Name: Naltaia Anderson
Pronunciation: Nall-tay-ah
Gender: Female/Hetero
Age: Seventeen Turns
Turnday: 3058.2.16
Weyr: Ice Stone Weyr
Rank: Weyrling
Family:
Mother: Nalai Anderson, drudge
Father: Teritan Anderson, Guard
Brothers:
Teralt, 22
Rital, 21
Sisters:
Nalia, 19
Tallin, 15
Weyrmate: None.
Friends: (would like some!)
Pets: Silver Seri (purchase)
Appearance: Standing at 5'7, she has a well proportioned body, with a weight of 138 pounds, she mostly carries a bit of extra weight around her hips, on her buttocks, in her chest, and with some around her waist that gives her a curvy figure. She is on the tall side, a bit, but not really anything to cause her to stand out. She has a nice head of dark brown hair, wavy and going down to just above the middle of her back. She keeps it loose, usually, or in a runner's tail. Her skin is a bit on the pale side, but she does have nicely taned skin. Her tan is very dramatic, should she be seen swimming or bathing. She has dark brown eyes.
From a distance her eyes look black, until you stand in front of her, then you'll see how lighter they are compared to being black. She wears any color of clothing, as long as it covers up the majority of her body. She was born with the skin condition psoriasis, red patches of skin. She has this all over her body, except for her face, and only down to her knees on her legs, and only down to her elbows on her arms, it doesn't cover her breasts, but around them, and it covers her back. It almost makes her look like she's wearing some sort of weird suite. She covers herself up mostly in trousers, and long sleeve tunics, with a shawl covering most of her head.
Personality: Naltaia is a kind soul. She wouldn't harm a bug on the ground, even if it was poisonous and tried to bite her. She would rather the thing be caught and released into the forest somewhere else. She loves animals very much, and believes that they understand her better than people. She prefers to work alone and will often go off on her own quite a bit, foraging for herbs and often seeing if there are any wild animals caught in traps. She'll release them if she finds any. She just has a very deep empathy with animals to the point where she can understand their body language.
She has a terrible skin condition that makes others leery of her. She feels so alone and only wants to have friends, to be normal. She sees the animals in the stables as her friends and enjoys working in the stables the most. She rarely speaks, and some think she's a mute or just dumb. She's not, she just doesn't speak all that often. She is very happy to have impressed to White female Imnesath and couldn't be happier. She doesn't, nor can she, hold any animosity to anyone, not matter how just it might be for her to be angry at someone. Its just not in her. She is excited to be a Weyrling, and soon to be a Dragonrider, once she graduates.
She has a soft even voice, when she does talk, and she does have a temper. And it's a hot one, especially if she sees an animal being beaten or just poorly cared for. She has zero tolerance for animal abuse, or even human abuse. It breaks her heart even more when the animal dies and the person didn't have a reason to be harming that animal. When her mind swings to abusing or harming that person, she shies away from those thoughts and runs away. She is a bit leery of anyone that tries to be kind to her. As far as she's known, no one has ever been kind to her, except her foster parents.
History: She was born to a Guard and a Drudge. When her parents saw her skin, they feared that she would be contagious. A Healer checked her out and was claimed as being completely healthy and that her skin was not contagious. During childhood, she was teased and picked on by the other children. She tried to avoid them but sometimes it couldn't be helped. Seh learned to hide from them at every opportunity, often in the Stables.
She was considering apprenticing to the Healer Craft once she was old enough but it never happened. Her mother became sick so she had to help her mother out, but her mother died. Naltaia did everything she could to try and help her mother, but it was a lost cause. She finally decided to try and get her apprenticeship, but was found on Search the next day by a Rider from Ice Stone Weyr. She agreed to the Search and was taken to Ice Stone.
Shortly after arriving, Temperanth's first clutch was hatching. Naltaia was ushered onto the sands. She went and followed a few other Candidates onto the sands. She felt so out of place and alone. As soon as the eggs started to hatch, though, she was caught in the moment of such a wonderful event. She hadn't been expecting to walk off the sands impressed to a pretty little White female dragonet. They have been doing their best to stay alive during Weyrling Lessons, and are eager to know they are close to Graduating.
Adoption?: Dragon yes, Rider no.
Dragon's Name: Imnesath ( Im -ness -ath)
Dragon’s Gender: Female
Dragon's Age: 16 Months (Temperanth's First Hatching)
Dragon's Color: White Female [f7edf9]
Adult Length: 14 feet
Dragon's Appearance: She is a greyish off white, gaining closely to her adult size of 14 feet in length. Her wings are a more pure white than the rest of her body, fading from the greyish white to the more pure white. She has long legs and a sickly appearance.
Dragon's Personality: This lovely white dragoness is incredibly nimble. Imnesath is the smallest of the small, and knows how to use her lack of size to her advantage. When she gets old enough to fly, quick turns will be her bread and butter, but while on the ground she is still surprisingly dexterous, even if she needs frequent breaks. Hide and seek will become a favorite game of hers, and she is small enough that it comes naturally to her. She can becomes very wrapped up when having fun, and she won't mind shirking chores for another game.
Dragon's History: Born of Ice Temperanth and Crimson Varketh
Roleplay Sample:
She'd been sitting in her room with her lovely White, Imnesath. She didn't feel comfortable going out in public unless to lessons and for chores. Imnesath made her feel comfortable with who she now was. She'd been dragged to every lesson since her impression to the White. She sighed and her eyes roved over the slumbering dragonet. She was getting large now, and Naltaia was curious to see just how large, or small, Imnesath would get.
Her stomach growled, so she put away the notes she'd been taking during Weyrling Training. She moved off of her cot and walked over to her sleeping lifemate. She ran a hand over the White's neck to her headknobs and then to her snout. She still couldn't believe that a Dragonet, much less this gorgeous White, would have wanted her. She couldn't help it but the thought of the White's unwavering love made the Weyrling smile.
She stood up and left her room. She made her way to the Dining Hall and piled a plate high of food and poured a cup of juice one-handed before turning around to find a place to sit. She found one in a corner and tookd it. She sighed in contentment and began to eat her food with relish.
