(Adoptable) Melana : Candidate : Female (RMW)

[seraphim]

Ambience - Within Temptation's Stand My Ground

Name:

Pronunciation:

meh - LAH - nuh REACH - born[/ul]
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Age:

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Family:

• Mother - unknown
  
• Father - unknown, presumed daughter of a blue rider, as she bears a strong resemblance to him
  
• Siblings - Most children in the creche called her 'big sister'

Friends:

• Deidre - Former bunkmate
  
• T'lon - Brown Rider, fostered her fascination with dragons and flits
  
• Corda - Cook, taught Melana how to make some baked goods

Pets:

Appearance:

[/url], often colored a rich purple or blue. Rarely does she wear jewelry, as she cannot afford it, but she does wear a bracelet that the Creche children made for her out of brightly colored string and beads filched from the Weaver's quarters.[/ul]
Personality:

History:

[/i] was inconceivable. Dragons were too precious. She agreed wholeheartedly before looking to the Searchrider, who shoo'd her,

"You have one candlemark to get your most immediate things. You're being taken to Rainbow Mists to stand at the hatching. Hurry hurry!" She was ushered to go, and go she did. Grabbing Deidre and T'lon on the way (with an indignant snort from Dionymuth), she quickly explained to them what had happened as she threw clothes in .. that Deidre neatly folded over time. Hugging them both, she grinned,

"I promise, I'll Impress the biggest Gold and I'll come back for you both." T'lon grinned to her, saying he hoped to see her again soon, and Deidre hugged her and kissed her cheek,

"Be safe, Melly. Don't get hurt, and write often!" The mahogany haired girl hugged them both again before heading for the Searchrider. He hauled her onto his dragon's back, warned her of between, and winked out. He reappeared over Rainbow Mists Weyr, and she could see Dragons circling the Hatching Sands. The hatching was less than a day away. Now she was suddenly nervous and thankful all at once. Thankful that she and Deidre had listened to T'lon about his Candidacy, so she had an inkling of what to do, and nervous that she would be left standing as he had.

Oh her pride couldn't take that, and unlike T'lon, she didn't have either of them there to fall back on if she didn't Impress.

The Searchrider deposited her near the Candidated Barracks, where the Candidate Master got her a white robe and put her up in a room. And there she sat, mostly dazed. Everything was happening so fast.. she only hoped her Queen was as beautiful as the dawn.[/ul]
Adoption?:

Dragon Preferences:

[Kaya]

APPROVED
09.28.12

[Kaya]

Character is a weyrling, Impressed at Archith's 2nd: rainbowmistsweyr.proboards.com/thread/1428/archiths-2nd-rules-broken

Black-Green (f)
Name: Aliaroth (al-ee-are-roth) - [æliaraθ]
Hex color: #000000 / #00a810
Adult size: 23 feet
About: Aliaroth would tell you that she's cuddly, but the truth is that she's a chubby dragon. She loves to talk about herself, what she's done, what she thinks, and has a bad habit of interrupting. If you can get her to discuss topics besides herself, you will find a rather genuine dragon with a good heart, even if she is a little apt to step on toes. She hasn't the best foresight, but she'll start tasks right away.