Post by Flame on Sept 17, 2011 15:43:11 GMT -5
Character
Username: Flame
Character Number: 1
Name: Tiaris
Age: 20
Rank: Minor Healing (broken bones ect), Military Training, Weapons Traning, Minor Harper Training (singing, writing, watching). Rank? What ever you want
Where they are from: Silence Hold, Silence Country
Weyr: Silence Weyr
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetrerosexual
Appearance:
At five foot eight she's not a short woman. Her dark brown hair can almost be called black. her dark eyes are sultry. Her body is slim but with enough curves to make men and even women look and want her. She's always dressed in something slim and sleak. Even her Riding gear is slick and slim. She's always got a smile on her face and always quite ready for anything. She outwardly wears knives on her hips, a bow and arrows on her back and knows how to use a sword. Unlike most riders.
Her face is heart shaped and she's got sun kissed skin. Everything about her says yum. She's everyone's dream, though there's a scar on her right jaw, which is the only thing that mars her otherwise perfect body. Well no that’s not true. She has scars on her back and legs from all of her rough and tumble as a child. She often wears black, though all colors grace her frame.
Personality:
For her rather sexy appearance she’s confident, except in the game of love. She’s a shy one there. When dealing diplomatically or in other situations she’s outgoing and fun, but she’s shy when it comes to love. She’s smart, and it shows with her knowledge of many songs, and scrolls which she loves to read. She’s a caring person. Eccentric in that she will practice with her rather beautiful sword, many knives (about four matching), and her bow for hours at a time. She’s an unconscious flirt and when told she’s being a flirt she will get extremely nervous and pull away.
She is a caring person, knowing a bit of healing, and tends to like to play with children. She’s slow to anger but it burns brightly for many days, if not years, for she holds a grudge. She’s easy to like, and easier to hate. She can be intimidating when upset, angry or just neutral. Her smile seems to make everything lighter, and that’s just the way it is. She’s moody and yet there’s something about her that makes that perfect for her. She’s brave to a fault, and will go out of her way to save someone if she sees they need saving. She’s blunt, almost to the point of rudeness most of the time.
Sweet? Maybe. She’s a good gift giver and someone who will listen to you. You’ll never find out what she’s truly thinking because in the end she believes that your more important than she is. She’s ‘easy’ to read, only she’s not. One moment you’ve got her pegged, and the next she’s tripping you up with something totally different.
Bonded
Bonded'sName: Wrath
Bonded's Type: Dragon
Bonded's Gender: Female
Bonded's Hex Codes: Main Body: 450101
Belly, Feet, Wings: C2B8B8
Swirls: 693030
Bonded's Size in Feet: 25 Feet
Bonded's Age: 2
Bonded's Personality: Wrath is nothing like her name. She’s not wrathful nor is she violent, except when she is. She’s quick and smart, always playing games. Her slower brother Marlinth is a deep love of hers, but only as a brother. She’s mysterious always playing games, flirting and causing trouble. She’s playful, and yet… she holds back. She never gives her all, except when flying, or training with hers. She’s a powerful being, philosophical at times, but usually just a playful curious dragon. She’s caring, and rather proud of herself for chosing Tia. She is prideful at times, and can get herself in trouble. She’s been known to back talk, but never to a queen. There’s the one place she’s fully respectful.
Bonded's Appearance:Beautiful. She’s a deep deep scarlet, with lighter red all along her body, very much like a swirl, but it’s of the same color set. She also silver along her belly, feet, and wings She’ also has a slight fade from the darkest on her back to the lightest on her belly and under wings. She has falcon shaped wings, which are just the right size. Her head is dainty as is the rest of her. Her tail is slim and a bit long, but not to much. Her eyes are just right on her body, and always full of blues and greens and laughter.
Pets: (Please list here and fill out the form below for each.)
Pet Name: Sparti
Type and Coloring: Flit:
Main Body: C8C6C6
Slight freckling: D68F02
Gender: Female
Size: 11 inces
Information:
Sparti has been with Tia since she was four. They've gone through a lot together. She's a very delicate flit, all of her bones small. She's a sweety though. She can be fierce when needed.
Pet Name: Shaman
Type and Coloring: Runner
Main Body: E8E4DC
Gender: Male
Size: 16.2 HH
Information:
Shaman is a powerfully built gray runner. He’s built for what could be considered battle. He is a hansom stallion, with strong movements. He’s a willing stallion, and more relaxed than expected. The only time he gets angry is when Tiaris is on his back. And then only when she asks. She trained him from a foal about nine years ago, her aunt helping her. Shaman was transported to the weyr when she asked for him two years ago.
History
Tiaris and her twin were born to a dragonless cotholder and his wife. The second youngest. Her father had ridden a Brown, but the brown had not been paying full attention when T’min had given him directions. Only half of the brown had come out of between, and his rider. Teamin had been devastated, but his Weyrmate was there, and somehow he survived. They moved to the ocean, where the brown had loved the water, and created a small cot hold. Kyaris invited her twin and her mother to live with them, and Teamin agreeded. With the people he loved he created a small business selling fish, and catching it. He had many children. The last two sets being twins. Tiaris and her twin Tymis were born in the same day, with Tia being first.
The twins grew up easily together, when their younger siblings were born they were only two and felt jealous, but their grandmother paid more attention to them, always telling them stories, and other such wonders! Their father was taciturn, and yet loving, always bring them gifts from the weyr, and always telling them stories. He always said it was his family that brought him through the loss of his dragon. One day he took Tia aside and told her the full story. She asked him why, and he told her that he felt that she would ride someday and that she was to make sure her dragon was always paying attention to her. She was ecstatic. When she was only five she stumbled onto a flit’s nest, and screeched for her twin. He came running. The first egg to hatch was a bronze, and he snatched at it with out thinking, grabbing the jerky out of his pocket and feeding it to the little thing. Tia threw a fit, until she noticed a gold/silver flit! She squeaked with joy and grabbed it, pulling it close even as it scratched at her and she fed it bread. A sticky sweet bun from her pocket. The flit queen was angry, and chased the two children away. They bolted for home, and when they returned they held up the bronze and scarlet flits. Their father disappeared for a few days, and they didn’t’ understand why, but they didn’t care. They had flits! They were the best of the cot for weeks as their flits grew. When their father returned they showed him again, and with tears in his eyes he looked at both flits, telling both twins that they were very good, and to take good care of them.
As they got older they started to rough and tumble more. Both twins came home many times their knees scratched up, hair in tangles, and backs, butts, and feet bloody. They played hard, and worked harder, always pitching in on the boats, or when the catch came in. They were two peas in a pod, always brave, and always jumping in. When they were seven a harper came around, and started to teach the children their songs. He planned on leaving after a few days, but a few days became a few weeks, then a few months, and finally he sent his own blue flit back to speak with the masterharper who placed him permanently at Lost Dragon Cothold. Darin didn’t want to leave such a welcoming place where he was treated as family, plus he fell for Tia’s Aunt. The man was good with swords and knives, and taught all the children how to fight, he was a fair shot with a bow and Tia and her twin grew closer to the man to learn how. He was soon their favorite person always teaching them how to do everything they wanted. Tia showed her ability to flight with knife, sword and bow by out fighting and shooting Darin. Her Twin Tem followed only second to her. They often could be found after that swordfighting or throwing knives or shooting. They often brought back small furry animals for meals, their flitter’s always proud on their shoulders.
Life was easy for the pair of them, then there was a group of traiders. And among them a beautiful boy. He caught Tia’s eye, and she his. And yet he was a snake. He just saw the beauty of a life on the beach and watned it for himself. Tem saw it first and stepped in, saying that the boy was evil, and trying to hurt his twin. Tia and the boy swore differently, then Tem showed the boy for whom he was. The boy went away… leaving Tia heartbroken, and yet the twin bond was only stronger. She’s been jaded since. This was when she was fourteen. This was also the time that she and her twin were searched.
It was a normal day for them, up early to feed the animals, and their flits, and off to help with the nights catch. They were part of the way there when a blue landed off in the distance. Well only about a hundred yards away. The tall woman dismounted and came forward claiming them for the weyr. But before they could leave their father gave them each a puppy, and hugged them both, almost crying, as did everyone else, but they went off, two twins tight in destiny.
It was a month before the hatching of the clutch and two years after the twins had been searched that Tia could be found on the beach. She found a tabby kitten and brought him back to the weyr. Her puppy had grown up and she loved him. She also loved this kitten. Then a month later Wrath came into her life. A little red silver dragon came towards her, trampling three other candidates to get to her, and then hissing at anyone who got near her’s. She left a long deep scratch on her’s jaw, not meaning to as she was to excited.
Temis also impressed. A green black male. Marlinth. T’mis and Tia stuck together, their dragons close as siblings, just like their riders. Who could always be found together, even in training. That was two years ago. She's happily at Silence Weyr, not really worry about her placing. She'll do what ever she needs to do.
