Post by Void on Jun 18, 2012 17:46:48 GMT -8
Name: Svak Avida
Pronunciation: Svah-K
Gender: Female
Age: 16 turns
Turnday: 3059.12.21
Weyr: Rainbow Mists Weyr
Rank: Weyrling
Family: Klassira-Mother a minor healer, Kvon-Father a miner, Blia-Grandmother a weaver/seamstress
Friends: M'ros rider of Aurora Argeneth, K’tar rider of Purple Viarth
Pets: Ayen Gold Flitter
Appearance: Svak is 5'6" with a lithe and muscular body that could often be mistaken for a boy at night if her medium length sun bleached blond white hair and her face are hidden though not so much as she grows older. She has a naturally tan skin with intense violet eyes she inherited from her grandmother, Blia. In pitch darkness all that one could be able to see of her would be her hair and eyes seeming to glow from the dark with their brightness. She prefers pants and shorts and completely despises dresses and skirts. Colors she is often seen wearing are black, blue and silver. She typically wears a black leather vest with a dark blue blouse underneath it with simple black wher hide pants that are form fitting and flare just slightly at the bottom over sturdy boots. She has one outfit that she will wear for special occasions or parties, if she ever actually attends one properly. Form fitting pants that flare more at the bottom than her regular pair and fade from black to blue to a thin band of silver near the bottom all starting from where the flare begins. A shirt of a similar style was also fitted with long sleeves that flared between her elbows and wrists with a design that looked like silver white stars clustered at the bottom right of the shirt and spread out thinning as it went up and to the left before they dispersed completely not touching the left sleeve keeping it a solid black but covered the right sleeve. It was simple but nice and that was just right for Svak, she dressed up for no one but herself. Except maybe Tsubareth. She wears two earrings that were gifts from her family one is a silver dragon wing that grasps the middle of her left ear. It was given to her on one of her turndays. The other is a slender dragon that wraps around her entire ear and looks like it is whispering something into her ear. It is made from a piece of obsidian, a common rock in the south from volcanoes, and has a deep blue sheen to its dark facets. It was given to her when she impressed Tsubareth and she sees it as a representation of him.
Personality: Svak always loved the forests surrounding her Hold climbing the tallest tree she could find and staring at the amazing cliffs which the Hold was named for. She is a contemplative person liking to think through things that puzzle her but is also known to be rash leaping into something she should regret afterward (so her mother tells her) but usually doesn’t. Examples of that would be her prank streak often causing more than a few headaches as a child. Though not antisocial Svak does not socialize well with people and unless they can see through her social awkwardness she will not make friends easily not being one to take steps towards a friendship instead relying on the other person to do so. Once she makes a friend though she is extremely loyal and finds it much easier to talk and hang out with them. One thing she can not stand is when two friends argue with each other, she will become very stressed out but at the same time does not like to intrude on other peoples problems and will most likely suffer in silence until the issue is resolved. Svak also has a strong stubborn streak running through her as well though she prefers to call it a strong will. Due to the stealthy nature of her pranks and slipping out of her mothers teachings to go to the forest Svak is quite good at sneaking around unnoticed having an uncanny ability to sneak around completely silent and unseen letting her in on all sorts of secrets. Because of her pale bleached hair though she usually has to slip on a hat of some sort or she finds she is to easily spotted. Other than that she is becoming quite good at not being noticed even in when she is standing right there. Even though she has no excitement about healing though her mother tries to teach her when she is excited and interested about a topic she will spend all her time researching that topic until she feels she has read all she can on the subject.
History: Svak was born in Dragon Ridge Hold the forests and sky scraping mountains as much home to her as the house she lived in. Her mother was a minor healer and her father worked the mines. Svak was never able to sit down to her mothers teachings and to her dispair Svak would spend most of her time "romping in the jungle" as her mother would say. It was comonplace for her to come home muddy and coverd in scrapes which her mother would try to turn into yet another healing lesson which Svak would sit through and try to remember somthing to please her mother but never got much past the cleaning stage because an uninteligible language of plant names would proceed to flow from her mother mouth and completly go strait over Svak's head. In league with the holds prankster children she would participate in all manner of minor pranks to upend monotony in the hold. Her most brilliant one to date (in her mind) was when she let loose three Porcine into the Hall numbering them 1, 2, and 4 making everyone search for the third until someone finaly counted to confined porcine and determined that there were indeed only three loose porcine. Needless to say she had to clean dishes for two seven-days in a stuffy kitchen where she could not even snatch scraps of food.
She was searched and brought to RMW recently. That first flight changed her view of the sky completely. What used to be a blank space telling her how much longer she could stay in the forest transformed into a new demention of freedom and exhilaration. Climbing huge trees has nothing on flying!
Adoption?: NPC only
Midnight Tsubareth, Impressed to Svak
Name: SU-bar-eth
Hex color: bold, #1b1b1e, #09096d
Adult size: 27 feet
About: Tsubareth is a quiet dragon, preferring not to talk to others and enjoying the presence of Svak is enough for him. He is not a gossip at all, the complete opposite if you will. He doesn't like to involve himself in petty squabbles that don't affect His or the weyr as a whole. When he agrees to hold a secret it is his and even if a Queen tries to force it out of him he answers truthfully but so cryptically most of the time no one will understand anyway. With this he is entirely loyal to those who gain it. He does not follow blindly and if asked to do something that feels wrong he will demand an explanation before doing it. He loves riddles and puzzles and will annoy Svak to no end whenever he responds as such. The more she is with him though the more she is finding she understands what he means better and better and is heard sometimes dropping a cryptic line herself subconsciously every now and then.
Tsubareth prefers the hours of the night to those of sunlight enjoying the pale light of the moon and company of shadows. He is very stealthy and can be near impossible to see and hear for a 27 foot long winged creature with his ability to blend into shadows and walk like a cat. Everyone always sees the Tigers as the dragons most like cats but Svak thinks the Midnights as the closest. Tigers are to big and noisy, sound wise and sight wise, but everyone to their own opinions.
Tsubareth was the third to hatch from his clutch not wanting to be late for anything but wearing himself out in the process. Looking first through the boys and not seeing anything interesting found Svak in amongst the girls where they went and did together what they did best. Eat food.
SvakMine, your Tsubareth is tired... Won't you feed your Tsubareth?
