Post by Raelyn on Jul 4, 2010 20:42:11 GMT -5
Name: Lanrhakah (said Lahn-ree-ah-kah; nickname, Lanrie, said Lahnn-ree)
Age: 15 and a half turns
Rank: Dusk Weyrling
Playby: (one of several)
Appearance: She is slim, and graceful. many call her a beauty. She has fair, peach-colored skin and bright dark red-orange hair with light blue-green eyes. Her pale skin freckles alot, and her wide eyes give you an innocent idea of her. XD
Lanrie has a true hourglass figure, with wide hips and a small chest. her appearance draws many males' eyes, though she tends to ignore them...
She usually wears her hair loose, though if it is hot out, then she puts it as high as it will go. her hair is curly/wavyish. She doesnt wear it in bangs, but the tiny hairs like to come loose and look like a halo around her face.
Her red hair can sometimes look like a ring of tame fire moving about her face, if the wind catches it up.
Her hair doesnt like being up in a bandana or bun, and will often come loose as if it had a mind of its own
History:
Born to rich holder-family with many children, she was the second oldest amoung ten of her mother's children besides herself, and there were also ten of her nieces and nephews from her older sisters, who were 23 and 25.
A week after Lanrie turned 15, a flood swept through the below-sea-level area they lived in, and decimated three holds and their's in one afternoon.
Lanrie was the only one from her family who survived, though a few others from her hold and the others survived.
Lanrie is, amazingly, not afraid of water, though she was swept up by the water and thrown about for a little bit before a dragon saved her.
Yes, a dragon!
S'ven and Corenth of moonlit weyr rescued lanrie and two others, while other riders flew in and rescued other survivors.
Lanrhakah was brought to the weyr the night before the first candidate lesson, and that night, she decided that she wanted to try her luck at impressing at the next clutch. So the next morning, she ran all the way to the lesson area, and tried to put away her bad memories in excitement over candidacy.
Now, having just impressed to female Dusk Zith, Lanrie has finally a sence of peace. Her occasional nighttime nightmares about the floods and her parents' onetime disaproval over Dragonriders have faded, replaced with happiness and excitement. A new life has finally begun, and Lanrie is welcoming it with open arms.
" The humming increased in intensity and volume. It's tone echoing throughout the hatching grounds. And crack rang out. The first egg had hatched. A jagged crack ran down the middle of the night egg, the two sides fell apart, separating neatly in two.
The dragon that emerged made her way out of the egg, looking around at the candidates. Her colour was a dark-dark grey, with pinpoints of black on her in places. She made her way around the ring of candidates, going up to Teppar, but deciding against it, and shouldering him roughly out of the way, knocking him to the ground.
She cast another glance around, her eyes sparkling with frustration when she couldn't find hers. But wait, there, the Dusk charged straight at a girl waiting on the sands.
Lanrie! I have finally found you. I am Zith. And I need food![/b] "
Personality:
She has a dry and wry sense of humor that occasionally gets her into trouble, and lanrie will, even if she knows it's not right thing to say, will continue saying something just because she wants to and has already begun.
She is an optimist, most of the time, and even if insulted by her, lanrie's cheerful and bright maner and attitude often get her out of trouble.
As does the 'cute little girl' ploy she occasionally plays.
defiant, rebellious, and completely a redhead, lanrie has problems listening to authority sometimes. She sees things in a logical manner most of the time, and blows up at authorities who cant see the same sense as her.
Dragons are the only ones in authority she can handle, as they are always- mostly always- sensible, and they saved her life months ago.
high-minded, she feels all those men who look at her are not worthy of her, and unless she meets a charmer, it will stay that way for a while more.
Pets:
Flitter>>
Breed:Blue
Name:Sampson
Appearance: medium blue all over, Sampson has two splotches of dark
blue that look like paint on his left leg.
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DRAGON>>>>>>>
Name: ZITH
Gender: neuter/ female
Color: Dusk
Apperance: Zith is nearly black in colour, she is a dark gray all over, with points of black or near-black on her extremities, and three spots on her flank.
Personality: A quick-thinking dragon she has a dry sense of humour also being not too vain or proud. She is loyal and mainly calm-natured. A socialite.
Fertility: Zith is Infertile much like Passianth, it does not rise nor chase, but it's voice is feminine.
Colour Code: 000000 (bolded)
Age: 15 and a half turns
Rank: Dusk Weyrling
Playby: (one of several)
Appearance: She is slim, and graceful. many call her a beauty. She has fair, peach-colored skin and bright dark red-orange hair with light blue-green eyes. Her pale skin freckles alot, and her wide eyes give you an innocent idea of her. XD
Lanrie has a true hourglass figure, with wide hips and a small chest. her appearance draws many males' eyes, though she tends to ignore them...
She usually wears her hair loose, though if it is hot out, then she puts it as high as it will go. her hair is curly/wavyish. She doesnt wear it in bangs, but the tiny hairs like to come loose and look like a halo around her face.
Her red hair can sometimes look like a ring of tame fire moving about her face, if the wind catches it up.
Her hair doesnt like being up in a bandana or bun, and will often come loose as if it had a mind of its own
History:
Born to rich holder-family with many children, she was the second oldest amoung ten of her mother's children besides herself, and there were also ten of her nieces and nephews from her older sisters, who were 23 and 25.
A week after Lanrie turned 15, a flood swept through the below-sea-level area they lived in, and decimated three holds and their's in one afternoon.
Lanrie was the only one from her family who survived, though a few others from her hold and the others survived.
Lanrie is, amazingly, not afraid of water, though she was swept up by the water and thrown about for a little bit before a dragon saved her.
Yes, a dragon!
S'ven and Corenth of moonlit weyr rescued lanrie and two others, while other riders flew in and rescued other survivors.
Lanrhakah was brought to the weyr the night before the first candidate lesson, and that night, she decided that she wanted to try her luck at impressing at the next clutch. So the next morning, she ran all the way to the lesson area, and tried to put away her bad memories in excitement over candidacy.
Now, having just impressed to female Dusk Zith, Lanrie has finally a sence of peace. Her occasional nighttime nightmares about the floods and her parents' onetime disaproval over Dragonriders have faded, replaced with happiness and excitement. A new life has finally begun, and Lanrie is welcoming it with open arms.
" The humming increased in intensity and volume. It's tone echoing throughout the hatching grounds. And crack rang out. The first egg had hatched. A jagged crack ran down the middle of the night egg, the two sides fell apart, separating neatly in two.
The dragon that emerged made her way out of the egg, looking around at the candidates. Her colour was a dark-dark grey, with pinpoints of black on her in places. She made her way around the ring of candidates, going up to Teppar, but deciding against it, and shouldering him roughly out of the way, knocking him to the ground.
She cast another glance around, her eyes sparkling with frustration when she couldn't find hers. But wait, there, the Dusk charged straight at a girl waiting on the sands.
Lanrie! I have finally found you. I am Zith. And I need food![/b] "
Personality:
She has a dry and wry sense of humor that occasionally gets her into trouble, and lanrie will, even if she knows it's not right thing to say, will continue saying something just because she wants to and has already begun.
She is an optimist, most of the time, and even if insulted by her, lanrie's cheerful and bright maner and attitude often get her out of trouble.
As does the 'cute little girl' ploy she occasionally plays.
defiant, rebellious, and completely a redhead, lanrie has problems listening to authority sometimes. She sees things in a logical manner most of the time, and blows up at authorities who cant see the same sense as her.
Dragons are the only ones in authority she can handle, as they are always- mostly always- sensible, and they saved her life months ago.
high-minded, she feels all those men who look at her are not worthy of her, and unless she meets a charmer, it will stay that way for a while more.
Pets:
Flitter>>
Breed:Blue
Name:Sampson
Appearance: medium blue all over, Sampson has two splotches of dark
blue that look like paint on his left leg.
________________________________-
DRAGON>>>>>>>
Name: ZITH
Gender: neuter/ female
Color: Dusk
Apperance: Zith is nearly black in colour, she is a dark gray all over, with points of black or near-black on her extremities, and three spots on her flank.
Personality: A quick-thinking dragon she has a dry sense of humour also being not too vain or proud. She is loyal and mainly calm-natured. A socialite.
Fertility: Zith is Infertile much like Passianth, it does not rise nor chase, but it's voice is feminine.
Colour Code: 000000 (bolded)
