Noraali Amli, Sr. Weyrwoman of Ehtyriath Sept 12, 2011 16:30:51 GMT -5
Post by Hayvn on Sept 12, 2011 16:30:51 GMT -5
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Character Number: OneName: Noraali Amli
Where they are from: Libris Hold, Silence Country
Weyr: Silence Weyr
Noraali is a slender woman weight in at 125lbs and standing at a mere 5'5". She has an angular face with a severe tilt to her brows and a sharp cast to her almond shaped eyes. She is one of the rare few who has a particular mutation known as heterochromia in which the eyes are two different colors. Her right eye is a hazel color while the left is blue. Her almond shaped eyes and their mismatched colors make for a somewhat striking gaze. But beyond the mismatched color and shape, framed by dark lashes, her eyes are a storm of her emotions - even under the greatest restraint, you can see mirth, anger, happiness, sorrow, and more just beneath the surface of her forever well put together persona.
Her pale skin tone does not quite fit with the idea of a beach and sun, but Noraali doesn't really tan, though she does have a tendency to burn her shoulders and is very careful to try to protect her delicate skin as best as she can. She dislikes burns and had suffered quite a few as a child, which has left some scarring on her back and shoulders.
Her long blonde hair is often worn up in a loose bun - one that might even be messy as it may have been hastily or lazily put up for one reason or another. However, when it is worn down, it frames her neck and shoulders in a pale, slightly curled halo of tumbling light gold.
Noraali will often come across as prideful in the way that she carries her self - straight backed, head held high, arms often stiffly at her sides. Though this is as much from stress as it is from pride. She takes her job very seriously. Her gait is always controlled and smooth - which is often a product of a subconscious need for others to know the importance of the job of Weyrwoman. Though, not so much of herself.
When Noraali is upset, her gait will show this as well as she will become over stiff and her movements will have a somewhat jerky motion to them. This is often why she is chided for her stress - citing that it isn't fair to her body, however, will only serve to make her upset with you.
She has a dazzling smile when she is happy or pleased. It can brighten a room and infects her eyes as much as spreading across her face. She tries not to keep a smile from her face too often, but the stress and rigor of leading a Weyr can keep it away for days on end.
+ Compassionate, Sweet, Knowledgeable, Good Leader, Expressive, Bold
- Stubborn, Prideful, Temperamental, Demanding
When Noraali was young, she was a rambunctious, excitable, ringleader personality. She had the other children following in step with her, even when they knew that she was leading them into trouble as trouble was one of Noraali's favorite things to seek out because, usually, it lead to some interesting new discovery. However, more often than not, the Hold didn't take so kindly to such excursions. Every punishment she and her friends were meted out seemed only to service them to try again without getting caught - almost as if that was a game in and of itself. In some ways, this trait caused them more trouble in the long run. However, on the other hand, it made them more sly and cunning. Or at least some of them - Noraali being chief amongst them.
As Noraali grew, so did her sense of leadership and her ability to manage those around her. However, as she grew, she started to better focus them into more profitable pursuits - not all of them, she will regret to admit, were completely of good repute. However, during this time, her pride and stubborn nature grew as much because of her position as a leader as to simply her belief in her own faculties. Coupled with these two things, her temper was a force to be reckoned with at times - thought difficult to rouse - it is just as difficult if not more difficult to cool. This fact could easily have to do with genetics more than how she grew - her mother suffering the same problem.
When it came to learning, Noraali proved herself to be intelligent and capable. She learned quickly and effectively, which pleased her teachers. Learning has always been something that she loved. She is always willing to learn. After all, the more one learns, the more easily things come in time and the more one can teach others and more effectively lead them.
Noraali has a very high value of the acquisition of knowledge and would see the Weyr as a center of learning as well as a home for its protectors. She doesn't like the idea of people going uneducated, though she can't do as much as she would like in that respect. A Weyr is a Weyr, after all.
Her bold nature has led her to develop an expressive and compelling way of speaking. Her expressions, body language, posture, and hand gestures all lending to a dynamic means of communication which is both compelling and helps to add interest to what is being said.
Noraali is both just and compassionate. She would like to ere on the side of compassion and mercy more often than justice, but her position does not always allow for such a thing and all judgements must be executed for the good of the Weyr. However, this does not mean that when she metes out what she believes to be just punishments that she does not feel for those receiving them. She does, indeed, feel for them and sympathize, but she will not show this or allow it to sway her.
Those under her often will see her compassion and kindness. Each person needs to be cared for. She does her best to know the aches and hurts of those around her and tries to make herself as aware as possible. These traits, however, are what often attract people to her rather than her charisma or ability to speak well. Her kind heart is very easily hidden by what may appear to be a snobby exterior that is often presumed due to her position as a queen rider.
When it comes to love, Noraali has not found such a thing as of yet, though she does believe it exists at some point. But she is no naive young girl, but a woman. And she is extremely cautious in matters of the heart.Bonded
Bonded's Type: Dragon
Bonded's Gender: Female
Bonded's Hex Codes:
Main Body-0e57a5 and 9f83bb
Bonded's Size in Feet: 25 feet
Bonded's Age: 19 Turns
Ehtyriath is what one might call a demanding dragoness. She likes to have her way and she likes to have it now. She hates waiting for anything and expects her needs to be met instantly. She will always demand others to do better every day, jut as she demands of herself and of her rider. She is a perfectionist who can not stand disorder. Nothing will rouse her temper faster than things which are out of place or poorly taken care of.
She has a kind and gentle core, though she can be a hothead more often than not. She tends to become upset when things aren't working out jsut the way she thinks they should. Be careful that you do not cause the Weyr trouble or she will see to it that you receive a just and severe punishment. Of course, she isn't the only one deciding such things and people should be very grateful for that fact at times.
Ehtyriath will always do her best for the Weyr and those therein. Even if appearances wouldn't seem it. She does have visions of grandeur and believes herself the greatest of queens at times, though she can easily be knocked down form such beliefs and will often sulk, which is quite the amusing picture. She will always try to be her very best self. If she is not, then it s a bad day and you would do best to avoid it.
Ehtyriath is a blue, purple, teal, and light cyan colored dragoness who is on the medium-small end of the specturm. She is rather lithe and slender with wiry muscles. Her wings are proportionally longer than they should be and are complete with the muscle needed to fly higher for longer. She often holds her head up high, her neck arched. Her muzzle, tail, and wings fade off to a light purple while her stomach is a darker medium teal. Her blue hide is marked with swirls of the lighter cyan. She has a visible sheen to her hide which grows brighter at Flight. She lacks scars of any kind on her hide and is rather proud of the fact. Her claws are a smoky gray color.History
It was many turns ago when a screaming baby found the arms of her mother reaching for her after her birth. Her cries would not cease to silence that day. It took time. Time her mother gave without hesitation to quiet her. Her refusal, stubbornness, would soon become that would follow her through life as she started out in Kaumi Hold at a young age after her family had moved and traveled there for reasons that would never be explained to Noraali.
Noraali was anything but an only child, having five older siblings and one younger sibling and, one by one, it would seem that they would leave her life to find lives of their own. This fact didn’t really bother the girl as she grew and played with her friends and got into trouble.
However, because of her strangely colored eyes, friendships were not always formed easily as some thought she looked funny. But, to her, this just meant they would take some… convincing… And so she convinced them through all kinds of means. These often depended on the people as well, showing them that she was nice or, if they persisted in being mean, getting what friends she did have to be mean to them too in addition to herself, amongst other things.
Trouble was like second nature to her, and though she and her friends were caught plenty of times, she still managed to lead them in having fun and enjoyi8ng themselves despite what anyone else might say.
When she was still young, she started to train as a Harper, or at least the more modern interpretation there of. She moved to She didn’t much care for it nor did she show much skill. It was a struggle for her even to be an Apprentice, but… She wouldn’t give up. No matter how much she believed she would have preferred it. She simply couldn’t allow herself to give up.
Her life learning her craft would be rather short lived, though, in the long run, as she was Searched at the young age of thirteen Turns to Silence Weyr while she was at Antaris Hold, attending her school, by a dragon and his rider and, shortly thereafter, stand and Impress to Ehtyriath.
As time moves forward, they completed their Weyrling training. And then it happened. Ehtyriath rose in all her furry. It was not the best flight for a dragoness, they both will admit. Ehtyriath had gorged and even after wretching several of the pieces of meat, it still weighed down her Flight and caused her to be caught before she was ready by a dragon named Meerith. It would happen, however, in the course of time, that he would be the only one of her chasers to catch her more than once.
Besides this, the girl started to take an active interest in politics. It took her some time to eventually become one of those who would sit in on the councils and help with decisions and help to organize votes... but soon she was starting to have a hand in the political world. It would not be long until she spoke out in the council, earning herself some rather irritated attention... but the Weyrwoman at that time appreciated her input and, after two more turns of proving herself, the Weyrwoman made her one of her own Wingseconds, making her a member on the Weyrwoman's political party and movements.
It would happen that the Jr. Werywoman, who at the time was older than the Sr. Werywoman, passed on, that Weyrwoman Arrisa would name Noraali her new Jr. Weyrwoman. And from there... Noraali would prove herself further and further... until...
It would happen that when Noraali was 25 Turns, she would have a child by her weyrmate at that time, S’ren. The boy is named Saraelon and though she is often busy, she tries to take what time she can to see him, which is more than what his father does. Noraali had never been much interested in children until that point.
It was hard for her to be involved and further proving herself during her pregnancy and when the boy was a baby, but she continued to try. She wanted to make a difference. And her desire to make a difference and look out for her Weyr was rewarded... As she was named the new Sr. Weyrwoman when Arrisa retired.
Noraali came to know a man by name of C'lior who she would have a run in with during a flight a few months ago.... and who's child she now carries. She rather hopes this child with be a girl...but she would very much like it if the father could be a part of the baby's life when he or she is born.