Post by lucidmaus on Dec 4, 2018 13:17:37 GMT -8
Name: Shakti Wild
Pronunciation: sh-AHK-tee WHY-uld
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Turnday: 2057.02.05
Weyr: Ice Stone Weyr
Rank: Silver Weyrling
Family: None that she knows. Parents were riders, probably
Friends: A lot of acquaintances, but not many friends
Pets: None
Appearance: Tall, dark, and elegant is a fine way to describe her. Standing at 5'10" and composed entirely of dangerous curves, Shakti carries herself like a woman that knows she's attractive. Her skin is naturally tan, with a tendency to go nicely bronze if she's in the sun a bit. Her eyes are almond-shaped, a rich and honeyed brown that's as warm and luxurious as her skin. Shakti's hair is an inky spill of black that falls in loose waves to her waist, though it's often bound in a braid or two, with charms woven throughout.
She moves with confidence stripped of self-consciousness, head held high and often with a smirk poised on her full lips. She's a wicked one, through and through, but she's not bad - just misunderstood, baby.
Her clothing is suitable to the climate, though the less she has to wear, the better. Ista might have found her in the equivalent of tube tops and wrap skirts, but Ice Stone requires her to go a little warmer. Depending on the day, she'll be found in some manner of sweater dress and leggings with lined boots. A long coat, gloves, and a large scarf that can cover her head are also part and parcel of her cold weather ensemble. Jewelry is a mainstay, as are bright colors; she is never without some kind of glittering bauble, or some kind of lip stain.
She smells of exotic spice, most of the time; sometimes she changes out for floral oils or something a bit brighter and fruity. Her aromatic moods, like her normal ones, are fickle at best.
Personality: She's just trouble. That's it. That one word encapsulates everything that she is. Okay, not really. She's wild and vibrant, a capricious thing that tends to flit and flutter through life. She's strangely entrepreneurial, but only because it gets her the better things in life. Much of her life was spent being selfish - but maybe those days are starting to fall away? She's not sure. Either way, she burns bright and fierce and passionate and anyone that gets in her way is going to get burned.
History: She's ever been a wild one, Shakti. A Weyrbrat, through and through, though not originally born at Ice Stone Weyr. No, she hails from lovely Ista Weyr, where the water is warm and the people are warmer. And, being a Weyrbrat, it was impressed on her from an early age that she needed to work.
She settled easily into working in the laundry, though she often did side work as a hair stylist and makeup artist - in as much as the Pernese have need of such skills. Having learned a few tricks from a trader, she's learned how to make some rudimentary lip stains, perfumes, and similar sorts of cosmetics that she enjoys applying to those that seek her out.
She was never especially suited or skilled enough to enter a craft, but she enjoyed making her own way through life. She Stood a few times at Ista, but nothing came of it. Nor did it drag her down, either; she would laugh it off every time, with no concern given to it. She had plenty of other things to occupy her time with and, on some level, she always felt she was too selfish to really care for another being.
At the age of 22, searchriders from Ice Stone Weyr came to Ista - though not in their official capacity. They just wanted to take advantage of the warmer weather and the company. Instead they ended up coming away with the young woman, who decided it was high time for a different kind of adventure. Was she really ready? The dragons would know. The dragons always know.
Besides: those folks from Ice Stone could probably use some fashion tips, right?
Adoption?: Yes
Name: Steruth
Pronunciation: (stare-ruth)
Color: Silver-Copper
Gender: Female
Hex Codes: #B6BABB #FF9638
Adult Size: 36.5'
Hatched: 3079.04.21 (Meteor Shower [Temperanth's Third Hatching])
Dam: Ice Temperanth
Sire: Haze-Iron Irrakath
Appearance: A small Silver by all standards, her hue is an unblemished hue of silver - save for distinctive, copper markings on her face and toes. The stripes mark her as something unique and striking, another layer of oddness about a Queen that is already peculiar in her lineage.
Personality: Steruth cares deeply about following rules. She desires order and feels most at home when everything is structured. When someone breaks the rules under her watch, she is swift in her reprimand. She tries not to be heavy-handed when issuing justice, but secretly fears that she enjoys disciplining others too much. Balancing her desire to lash out and to remain still will be a lifelong search for her. She has no desire to be in combat, as she feels that other dragons are better suited, but has wicked instincts for it. Steruth has a strong bond with her rider, but finds it easier to be distant with others. She will need to work hard to overcome her natural instincts of remaining above the Weyr rather than living in it.
History: Ninth to hatch and eleventh to Impress.
[smear:#b6babb]I am Steruth. I am daughter of Temperanth, who is daughter of Lanikath, daughter of Brialiath, daughter of...[/smear:#ff9638:0] She struggled, trying to remember. [smear:#b6babb]Branlarith. Who was daughter of many lonely Queens. I am their daughter and must remember what has come before. Shakti, you will help me, won’t you?[/smear:#ff9638:0] She was not an Ice. She had come from Ices though, and now felt their burden.
Flights: None
Pronunciation: sh-AHK-tee WHY-uld
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Turnday: 2057.02.05
Weyr: Ice Stone Weyr
Rank: Silver Weyrling
Family: None that she knows. Parents were riders, probably
Friends: A lot of acquaintances, but not many friends
Pets: None
Appearance: Tall, dark, and elegant is a fine way to describe her. Standing at 5'10" and composed entirely of dangerous curves, Shakti carries herself like a woman that knows she's attractive. Her skin is naturally tan, with a tendency to go nicely bronze if she's in the sun a bit. Her eyes are almond-shaped, a rich and honeyed brown that's as warm and luxurious as her skin. Shakti's hair is an inky spill of black that falls in loose waves to her waist, though it's often bound in a braid or two, with charms woven throughout.
She moves with confidence stripped of self-consciousness, head held high and often with a smirk poised on her full lips. She's a wicked one, through and through, but she's not bad - just misunderstood, baby.
Her clothing is suitable to the climate, though the less she has to wear, the better. Ista might have found her in the equivalent of tube tops and wrap skirts, but Ice Stone requires her to go a little warmer. Depending on the day, she'll be found in some manner of sweater dress and leggings with lined boots. A long coat, gloves, and a large scarf that can cover her head are also part and parcel of her cold weather ensemble. Jewelry is a mainstay, as are bright colors; she is never without some kind of glittering bauble, or some kind of lip stain.
She smells of exotic spice, most of the time; sometimes she changes out for floral oils or something a bit brighter and fruity. Her aromatic moods, like her normal ones, are fickle at best.
Personality: She's just trouble. That's it. That one word encapsulates everything that she is. Okay, not really. She's wild and vibrant, a capricious thing that tends to flit and flutter through life. She's strangely entrepreneurial, but only because it gets her the better things in life. Much of her life was spent being selfish - but maybe those days are starting to fall away? She's not sure. Either way, she burns bright and fierce and passionate and anyone that gets in her way is going to get burned.
History: She's ever been a wild one, Shakti. A Weyrbrat, through and through, though not originally born at Ice Stone Weyr. No, she hails from lovely Ista Weyr, where the water is warm and the people are warmer. And, being a Weyrbrat, it was impressed on her from an early age that she needed to work.
She settled easily into working in the laundry, though she often did side work as a hair stylist and makeup artist - in as much as the Pernese have need of such skills. Having learned a few tricks from a trader, she's learned how to make some rudimentary lip stains, perfumes, and similar sorts of cosmetics that she enjoys applying to those that seek her out.
She was never especially suited or skilled enough to enter a craft, but she enjoyed making her own way through life. She Stood a few times at Ista, but nothing came of it. Nor did it drag her down, either; she would laugh it off every time, with no concern given to it. She had plenty of other things to occupy her time with and, on some level, she always felt she was too selfish to really care for another being.
At the age of 22, searchriders from Ice Stone Weyr came to Ista - though not in their official capacity. They just wanted to take advantage of the warmer weather and the company. Instead they ended up coming away with the young woman, who decided it was high time for a different kind of adventure. Was she really ready? The dragons would know. The dragons always know.
Besides: those folks from Ice Stone could probably use some fashion tips, right?
Adoption?: Yes
Name: Steruth
Pronunciation: (stare-ruth)
Color: Silver-Copper
Gender: Female
Hex Codes: #B6BABB #FF9638
Adult Size: 36.5'
Hatched: 3079.04.21 (Meteor Shower [Temperanth's Third Hatching])
Dam: Ice Temperanth
Sire: Haze-Iron Irrakath
Appearance: A small Silver by all standards, her hue is an unblemished hue of silver - save for distinctive, copper markings on her face and toes. The stripes mark her as something unique and striking, another layer of oddness about a Queen that is already peculiar in her lineage.
Personality: Steruth cares deeply about following rules. She desires order and feels most at home when everything is structured. When someone breaks the rules under her watch, she is swift in her reprimand. She tries not to be heavy-handed when issuing justice, but secretly fears that she enjoys disciplining others too much. Balancing her desire to lash out and to remain still will be a lifelong search for her. She has no desire to be in combat, as she feels that other dragons are better suited, but has wicked instincts for it. Steruth has a strong bond with her rider, but finds it easier to be distant with others. She will need to work hard to overcome her natural instincts of remaining above the Weyr rather than living in it.
History: Ninth to hatch and eleventh to Impress.
[smear:#b6babb]I am Steruth. I am daughter of Temperanth, who is daughter of Lanikath, daughter of Brialiath, daughter of...[/smear:#ff9638:0] She struggled, trying to remember. [smear:#b6babb]Branlarith. Who was daughter of many lonely Queens. I am their daughter and must remember what has come before. Shakti, you will help me, won’t you?[/smear:#ff9638:0] She was not an Ice. She had come from Ices though, and now felt their burden.
Flights: None
