Post by Terayne on Aug 8, 2013 13:05:56 GMT -8
Name: Harpyr Coreona
Pronunciation: Har-pehr Cohr-ee-oh-nuh
Gender: Female
Age: Did you really just ask that? (19-Shut up!)
Turnday: 3056.07.03
Weyr/Location: Rainbow Mists
Rank: Journeywoman Harper
Family:
Mother: Weyrfolk Pyrna
Father: Weyrfolk Harren
Weyrmate/Spouse: You're kidding, right? Who has time for those?
Friends: Her and herself
Pets: Obnoxious wastes of good food if you ask her.
Appearance: Slim, trim and FABULOUS! No really. She's super skinny(she's a picky eater), 5'4" tall, and has LONG, fire-red hair, straight as an arrow. Ghost white skin and pale blue eyes give her a frighteningly ghost-like appearance that seems to freak people out. As for clothing, she prefers white and silver to further the impression of her being a ghost, with silver jewelry. She has a beautiful pendant made by an ex fiance' who was a jewelsmith that is silver with a beautiful blue star sapphire.
Personality: She's not as arrogant as she appears. She's actually not sure of herself at all, and it comes out as her seeming arrogant to either try and push others away or make herself seem more powerful. She severely dislikes those who try and take advantage of others, and will step in rather brashly to tell them off if she thinks it's necessary.
As far as dragons are concerned, she does like all of them, but she is determined that she WILL be a Queenrider, regardless of what anyone might say. Only one of the great Golds is good enough for her in her mind, only one of the great Queens is what will make people listen to her without question.
Those who get past the arrogance and win her trust are treated to an amusing young woman is loves to laugh and have a good time. She adores telling stories and music, and ghost stories are her favorites. She loves seeing people jump. What she doesn't tell them is that she herself is haunted, and she hides it very well...
She's also a logical creature by nature, finding it hard to find anything she cannot logically explain away. Only one thing has ever escaped this logic, something she just cannot explain, although she has tried her hardest to do so...
History: She was born on a rather warm evening for Rainbow Mists Weyr, the daughter of two simple Weyrfolk who loved her dearly, for they had longed for a child for a long time. She was raised among dragons and Riders, and resolved that when SHE was old enough, she was going to be a rider. She always loved the great Gold Queens, with their majestic beauty and power, but never actually dreamed of riding one, for she was very logical, even as a child, and knew that chances were slim to none.
As she aged, she began to listen to the stories and music of the Harpers, falling in love with them, and resolving that would be a Harper too, one who rode a dragon. Her dreams were constantly of these two things, and when her parents left on a delivery run when she was ten, they told her to hold onto those dreams and let no one take them from her. It was as if they knew they wouldn't come back, and sadly, they didn't. A cave-in killed everyone in the caravan save for the rearmost rider, who brought back the word to the Weyr of what had happened. The now orphaned child was placed in the care of the Headwoman and the creche, although she was ALMOST old enough to be a Candidate or an Apprentice. For two Turns she lived there, mourning the loss of her family, and when the time came for her to choose, she chose the Harper hall rather than Candidacy, which surprised many of her friends, who had been aware of her dreams of being a rider. She didn't explain herself, just went to the Hall, and her dreams began to change, becoming more and more vivid, until one night when she awoke, the dream was reality. Standing before her was her mother's shade, pale and drawn, with many wounds, some still bleeding. She screamed in fright, awakening the neighboring rooms, and ran, but the vision stayed with her, and remains to this day, haunting her dreams, and her days.
She's written several songs of the wraith, but all are seen as merely ghost stories and not paid heed to. For some odd reason, this triggered the insatiable need to become a Queenrider in her, as if she felt she would only be listened to if she rode one of the great Golds...
Adoption?:Nope. Not unless there's a good reason.
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-20 Marks both parents dead
+2 New Character
-18 Total
Pronunciation: Har-pehr Cohr-ee-oh-nuh
Gender: Female
Age: Did you really just ask that? (19-Shut up!)
Turnday: 3056.07.03
Weyr/Location: Rainbow Mists
Rank: Journeywoman Harper
Family:
Mother: Weyrfolk Pyrna
Father: Weyrfolk Harren
Weyrmate/Spouse: You're kidding, right? Who has time for those?
Friends: Her and herself
Pets: Obnoxious wastes of good food if you ask her.
Appearance: Slim, trim and FABULOUS! No really. She's super skinny(she's a picky eater), 5'4" tall, and has LONG, fire-red hair, straight as an arrow. Ghost white skin and pale blue eyes give her a frighteningly ghost-like appearance that seems to freak people out. As for clothing, she prefers white and silver to further the impression of her being a ghost, with silver jewelry. She has a beautiful pendant made by an ex fiance' who was a jewelsmith that is silver with a beautiful blue star sapphire.
Personality: She's not as arrogant as she appears. She's actually not sure of herself at all, and it comes out as her seeming arrogant to either try and push others away or make herself seem more powerful. She severely dislikes those who try and take advantage of others, and will step in rather brashly to tell them off if she thinks it's necessary.
As far as dragons are concerned, she does like all of them, but she is determined that she WILL be a Queenrider, regardless of what anyone might say. Only one of the great Golds is good enough for her in her mind, only one of the great Queens is what will make people listen to her without question.
Those who get past the arrogance and win her trust are treated to an amusing young woman is loves to laugh and have a good time. She adores telling stories and music, and ghost stories are her favorites. She loves seeing people jump. What she doesn't tell them is that she herself is haunted, and she hides it very well...
She's also a logical creature by nature, finding it hard to find anything she cannot logically explain away. Only one thing has ever escaped this logic, something she just cannot explain, although she has tried her hardest to do so...
History: She was born on a rather warm evening for Rainbow Mists Weyr, the daughter of two simple Weyrfolk who loved her dearly, for they had longed for a child for a long time. She was raised among dragons and Riders, and resolved that when SHE was old enough, she was going to be a rider. She always loved the great Gold Queens, with their majestic beauty and power, but never actually dreamed of riding one, for she was very logical, even as a child, and knew that chances were slim to none.
As she aged, she began to listen to the stories and music of the Harpers, falling in love with them, and resolving that would be a Harper too, one who rode a dragon. Her dreams were constantly of these two things, and when her parents left on a delivery run when she was ten, they told her to hold onto those dreams and let no one take them from her. It was as if they knew they wouldn't come back, and sadly, they didn't. A cave-in killed everyone in the caravan save for the rearmost rider, who brought back the word to the Weyr of what had happened. The now orphaned child was placed in the care of the Headwoman and the creche, although she was ALMOST old enough to be a Candidate or an Apprentice. For two Turns she lived there, mourning the loss of her family, and when the time came for her to choose, she chose the Harper hall rather than Candidacy, which surprised many of her friends, who had been aware of her dreams of being a rider. She didn't explain herself, just went to the Hall, and her dreams began to change, becoming more and more vivid, until one night when she awoke, the dream was reality. Standing before her was her mother's shade, pale and drawn, with many wounds, some still bleeding. She screamed in fright, awakening the neighboring rooms, and ran, but the vision stayed with her, and remains to this day, haunting her dreams, and her days.
She's written several songs of the wraith, but all are seen as merely ghost stories and not paid heed to. For some odd reason, this triggered the insatiable need to become a Queenrider in her, as if she felt she would only be listened to if she rode one of the great Golds...
Adoption?:Nope. Not unless there's a good reason.
| Preferred Colors | Any Queen or Starlight | Her odd version of Leadership skills are actually quite useful |
| Cross Impression? | No | |
| Preferred Type of Dragon/Rider Pair | Any | |
| Preferred Personality Traits | Logic | Quite. Any other might drive her to drink. |
| Mauling | Sure | Just no missing limbs hm? Scarring might be interesting.... |
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-20 Marks both parents dead
+2 New Character
-18 Total
