Post by Breeze on Jan 20, 2014 17:39:02 GMT -8
(PB Rose Leslie)Name: Fianna Medlock
Pronunciation: Fee-ah-na Med-lock
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Turnday: 59.06.17
Weyr: ISW
Rank: Dragon Candidate/Weyrfolk
Family: Finbar Medlock (Father, miner, 43) Sanna Medlock (Mother, 34), Two younger siblings (one girl-Sanba, 14 and one boy-Tobiah, 5) and one older half-brother (F’ri Medlock, 18)
Friends: None yet
Pets: None
Appearance: Fianna has light red hair that flows straight to the middle of her torso at its longest point and contrasts pleasantly with her light skin. She has light blue eyes the color of the sea on a stormy day that nearly always have a mischievous glint as if she knows a secret that she might tell you if you ask her in the right way. She’s curvy in a way that fits her 5’6” frame in a pleasing manner, and she knows it. She generally likes to wear form fitting dresses, but not that she’s in a colder place she prefers tight pants and fitted tops with a fur trimmed jacket that her father gave to her before she left. Fianna is rarely found without the small river rock necklace that F’ri gave to her on her 14th turn day.
Personality: Fianna is promiscuous, and she doesn’t care what other people think of the fact. She does what she does, for the reasons that she wants and can rarely be persuaded to do what someone else wants if it goes against what she wants. Fianna knows that she’s attractive, and likes to manipulate those that set their sights on tying her down in a relationship, especially if they think that she’s entitled to be awed by them. She likes her jokes, and sometimes goes too far with them, not realizing the effect that they might have on those that she’s preforming them on—after all her most valued trait in another person is humor. She finds seriousness to be boring, and would much rather talk in riddles than have a completely honest and straight conversation with anyone.
Fianna doesn’t mind getting her hands dirty, although she will always make sure that she’s impeccable once the task has been completed. She prefers not to do tasks that require large amounts of hard work, instead convincing others (mainly men) to do them for her with a few eyelash bats and charming smiles, among other things. Fianna’s never intentionally rude to anyone—unless for some reason they’ve done something to get on her bad side—and most of the harm she inflicts is simply collateral damage from actions that she didn’t think through. She can’t stand people who are intentionally rude, and prefers to play her worst pranks on them. Fianna knows no consequence for her action, as she was never disciplined as a child, and is therefore reckless to a fault.
Fianna dislikes harsh smells and rough fabrics, preferring things on the softer and more beautiful side of life. If she finds something that interests her, she’s not likely to stop until she knows everything there is to know about the topic, or until she’s researched it so much that she has grown bored with it and the people associated with it. She’s always looking for the next thrill, and doesn’t like being tied to one person or thing. She loves to explore and can often be found poking about in places she’s not meant to be.
History: Fianna grew up in Dragon Ridge Hold, and she didn’t plan on leaving. She knew the place like the back of her hand, and can tell endless stories about the place and the people there. Like how when she was six she went exploring near the evening time on a cold and snowy day, and ended up getting lost. She was found later that night by her half-brother F’ri, who had a new bruise across his cheek and looked so relieved when he found her that she felt bad for about ten seconds. Then she forgot about feeling guilty for getting lost, distracting them both with her find of odd looking rocks before they both went back home, and how she didn’t get in trouble but F’ri did.
Then there was the time when she was ten and she convinced her parents to let her and F’ri go to Cliffside Hold so that she could ‘experience a new way of life’. The experience lasted until she got onto a boat—one she wasn’t supposed to be on—and went out to learn how a fishing family functioned on the water. After all she loved the ocean, and was fascinated by the entire process, well, she was fascinated until she found out that she was not meant to ride for a prolonged time on a boat and spent the rest of the trip hurling over the side of the boat and attracting fish to the boat.
When Fianna finally began to look like a woman, she began gaining attention. She liked the attention, and began to learn exactly how to present herself so that she could get the best gifts from those interested in her. She also learned how easily she could get what she wanted with just a few words, or a look, or a simple action. She liked getting what she wanted, and she easily ensured that could get what she wanted, whenever she wanted it.
It was only when talk of how she acted reached her parents that things started to go how she didn’t want it to go. She had been sorting through the objects that her suitors had given her the day after F’ri had left to go to Ice Stone Weyr when her mother entered her room and told her that she expected Fianna to accept the proposal of a miner’s son named Kinea. Fianna did not like this at all. She threw a fit, it had worked in the past, and she thought that it would work again this time. It didn’t. She didn’t want to settle down, especially not with someone as boring as Kinea. She had met Kinea before, she had a brief fling with him even before deciding he wasn’t even worth a second glance. He had no mind for anything other than his previous mining and he constantly smelled like the dank earth. No. She would not settle for a life like that.
That’s when she started to investigate all she could about Ice Stone Weyr. The Silverlight conflict was interesting to say the least, and surely she could learn more about the specifics once she got up there. The fact that both the leaders of the Weyr currently were woman was even more interesting. It fascinated her, and she was going to find out more. Especially if by traveling she could escape the dreaded marriage.
However, the riders had already come and gone on Search, and she had been out exploring an abandoned mine when they were here. Where there was a will, there was a way, and Fianna promptly went off in search of rider that might have lingered behind and wasn’t their normal Watch Rider. When she found one she wasn’t taking no for an answer, she was getting out of Dragon Ridge even if it meant walking all the way to another Hold to secure a ride. She did find another rider, and she did manage to convince him to take her. She briefly popped back into her home to grab a few of her belongings, say her goodbyes and then she was on to her next adventure. She was determined that this would be her greatest adventure by far.
Adoption?: No
Dragon
Name: Lafth {Laugh - th}
Color: Purple (926e97
)
Adult Size: 29 feet
Age: Born 76.04.17
Appearance: Lafth is the smallest a normal Purple gets, standing at 29 feet when he is fully grown. His hide is all one light purple color. Not quite lavender, but could be considered close to that shade. Lafth is currently around 7.25 feet long.
Personality: This is a Purple on the whimsical side. To him, everything is a game. He can take absolutely nothing seriously. It will take someone of great will to make him learn how to be serious. He is also very impatient. Waiting is something that he has no will to do. Though, he absolutely loves to make friends. Anyone he can talk to Lafth will try to befriend, be they human, dragon, or otherwise. He may not understand that everyone might not want to be his friend, but he will eventually learn.
