Post by Lady Discordia on Sept 21, 2011 5:19:09 GMT -5
Candidate
Username: Discordia
Character Number: #1
Name: Aylandia
Age: 19
Rank: Candidate, Beastcraft Journeywoman
Where they are from: Orilia, Silence Country
Weyr: Silence Weyr
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance:
Aylandia is someone who stands out in a crowd, though she often wishes she didn't. She's quite tall for a girl, standing at 5'9. Her skin is tanned to an almost bronze shade and forms a warm contrast with her golden blond hair. She has high cheekbones, a heart shaped face and a strong jaw. Her eyes are a greyish blue color.
She usualy wears her hair in a braid to keep it out of her face and it usualy flips back over her right shoulder to fall onto her chest. She has a lanky and wirey build with rather little curve to it. She has just about enough curve to make it impossible to mistake her for a guy.
Her hands are delicately boned and long fingered. The finger tips are slightly rough as they've known their fair share of labor.
Personality:
Quick to Adapt, Stuborn, Confident, Soft Spoken, Tends to switch between extremes, Likes Animals, Can't stand being Alone, Brave, Puts others before herself.
Aylandia is someone who is either black or white, there is no grey in between. When she's happy she's extremely happy, if she's angry than hell hath no fury. She just seems to have an amplifier on her emotions and therefor can be a little overwhelming when she's not in neutral mode.
Surprisingly though, Ayla is quite softspoken, especialy towards people of the opposite gender, which acording to the way she was raised are somehow in an exhalted position over her. When it comes to nature vs nurture it's usualy nurture that wins with her and she'll rarely refuse a male anything.
She can be extremely stuborn though, which is usualy born out of her sense of justice and her views on rights and wrongs. When she thinks somethings wrong to do she'll refuse to do it, no matter how much pressure is put on her. She'll break before she bends.
This doesn't mean she's a stick in the mud though, she's well capable of adapting to new situations. This doesn't mean she'll like adapting, but she'll atleast try or pretend to convince others that she's adapted to their way of living. She'll atleast make sure she doesn't offend.
Weither you call her brave or plain stupid, Ayla has the tendancy to ignore any danger to herself to help others. It's not that she conciously tries to be a hero, she doesn't actively look for people to save. But her reactions to danger is instant. She'll act first and think later, even if doing so can have nasty consequences for her.
Ayla's biggest fear is being completely alone. While during the daytime she might desire alone time and actualy actively seek solitude she can hardly sleep on her own at night. She's used to constantly having people around her and the lack of it can make her jumpy.
She loves animals, probably the reason why she became a beast crafter. She's especialy good with runners, though she won't shy away from trying to tame anything she can get her hands on and that she's allowed to.
Pets: (
Pet Name: Whinney
Type and Coloring: Dun colored Runner
Gender: Female
Size: 13 hands at the shoulder
Information:
Whinney is a small but sturdy plains type runner. She's short legged and slightly blocky in build. Despite her rather bulky looks she can develop quite a high speed when she puts her mind to it. She's a loyal and patient runner who adjusts to new situations as quickly as her owner
History
Ayla was born to a healer woman and a beastcrafter at Orillia hold and raised in the old traditions. As such she was raised to respect men and even dragonriders. For they were the heroes of many a story or legend told by the harpers. Ayla had been a sucker for stories and legends from a young age, they provided her main source of entertainment.
Ayla showed an affinity for both her parents crafts. She had a good memory in which she could easily record the various plants and herbs used for healing and seemed to have a natural knack for assuring and calming animals. It was her love for animals that eventualy swayed her to become a beastcrafter like her father.
At the age of 12 she was given her own runner. A little Dun colored mare that she named Whinney. She doted on the little thing and spend every spare moment with her.
The runner and the girl build a strong bond that allowed ayla to control the runner almost unoticably to others, with subtle shifts in her body which the runner picked up on. If she'd been allowed to she would have probably asked to participate in races.
While she quickly developed a great dislike for thread and how it ristricted movement she never did quite develop a dislike for the Zanthiens. In fact, they fascinated her. She was never allowed close to one though and she wasn't stupid enough to approach a wild one.
Her life took a strange turn when she had gone after a herdbeast that have wandered off from the herd. Something had spooked it or chased it, whatever the case it had gotten quite close to Silence Weyr when she found it.
A little to close really, one of the dragons flying overhead spooked Whinney and the normaly calm and steady mare balked and reared at the smell of the large predator, managing to fling Ayla out of the saddle as she was just reaching for a rope for the herdbeast.
She hit her head quite hard and Whinney ran off. Luckily though the rider had seen what happened and took her to the weyrs infirmary. She stayed there to recover and when asked to stand for the clutch on the sands the last thing on her mind was to refuse.
Candidate Info
Honorific: (Only applies if male.)
Preferences:
-Gender Preference; None |D
-Any colors or patterns would you like to see; Surprise me~
-Are you okay with them being mauled somewhat?; pfft you can maul her as much as you like |D just don't kill her
-Personality traits you would like/wouldn't like?; Nope, as long as it matches the character I'm fine
