Xaemia of (f) White Moth

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Name Xaemia Karae
Pronunciation (shay-me-uh kuh-ray)

Age 17 Turns
Season Born in Spring

Gender Female
Sexuality Bisexual

Appearance
Xaemia is rather short, standing at about four-nine. She is very much the opposite of intimidating or imposing. Which only is helped by the fact that she can't see anything other than shape, motion, lights and darks (though her flitters typically will attempt to help her see). Her frame is very slender and lacking overly developed muscle tone. She doesn't perform a lot of physical activity other than going for walks and simple, menial, repetitive tasks that may not require her to see.

Xaemia's hair is a dark auburn in color and generally long, falling down in large spirals well past her very slender shoulders which lead down into an equally slender frame. Her skin is rather pale, though not quite sickly. However, it might hint at hte fact that she was sick as a child, which is, in part quite true.

Her eyes are a very dark brown color. They are rather large and innocent, though quite often, they are very unfocused. She is more likely to direct an ear at something that has her attention than to look in that direction. A trait which her family learned to accommodate. Her lips are not particularly full, but they are well shaped, sitting beneath a small, if long, nose. Her cheekbones are rather high and somewhat exotic in appearance while her ears are small land typically hidden by her hair. Her teeth have a small gap between them in the front and the two middle ones are somewhat larger and give her a bucked-tooth grin.

Personality Xaemia always tries to think the best of everyone. The way she sees the world is not particularly bright or great, but out of what she can see, she will attempt to write or draw what she sees or what to her there is, which are often times only slightly more distinct images that she cannot even see. Xamia comes across as naive as she ahs a hard time accepting the negative in the world.

Xaemia is terrible at sharing her feelings. She tends to bottle them up continuously until the point that they explode and nothing in the world is bright or cheery for awhile. She will become very depressed, soemtiems for weeks at a time and will have trouble getting along with those around her. She becomes sullen, quiet, and just a sheer mystery.

Generally quiet, Xaemia's presence will often go unnoticed by most. If she is noticed, sometimes it will be with surprise as she walks up behind someone. She is fully used to being able to navigate by the sounds around her.

She has a love of flitters, which has been shown by the love that she has for her green and brown, both of which were given to her by her parents as a way of hopefully helping her navigate as her blindness developed during ehr youth.

However, she has a fear of most dragons as they are large and since she can only make out their shapes, they look like towering rock of brilliant colors to her most of the time. She has never been around a group of draogns until the time of the storm at Sollace adn tat was the first time she ahd come to notice that she could hear all of them. It terrifies her. She can't shut it out. sHe doesn't know what it is going on, but fearing what others might do, in part the feeling induced by her nature to let things coem and bring her down from the inside out, she has been keeping it quiet.

She is somewhat concerned by what others think of her. She is also concerned about messing up. This is something that worries her probably more than anything else as she feels that her only worth doing what she can right.

Family (if any)
Xigfried, Master Healer
Maera, Master Harper
Axani, Brother, 20 Turns, Journeyman Healer, Missing
Naexia, Brother, 19 Turns, Journeyman Harper, Small Hold some distance from the Weyr
Emaxia, Sister, 5 Turns, Missing

Location Originally a small cothold in the middle of no where, then Sollace shortly before the storm, now Trelis Weyr as a Refugee
Rank Stands Canddiate

History Xae was born a normal a girl to a master Harper and a master healer. But it would soon come to the attention of both parents that something was off... no matter how they tried, Xaemia had problems with what she could see. She couldn't be taught to read... but she could learn by feeling an instrument, by hearing notes and being shown where those were on her instrument... or even just trying to find them herself. She learned quickly this way. Sadly, she oculd never be a Healer, but... she could be a Harper. And she did well... as long as she didn't need to read or write.

She reached Journeyman level, though some had serious reservations about a girl that, too all appearances, was blind, reaching such a level. she was not permitted to teach. She was not permitted any further advancement. This would be her level for the rest of her life. And she did not fight it. In fact, the young girl understood. When she walked the tables, her parents each gave her a flitter egg. It doesn't matter to her which gave the larger egg. In fact she doesn't remember... but one was a Brown she named Stayn and the other was a Green she named Tizzy. Her flitters would help her as her eyes... and her protectors to the best of their abilities.

Another turn would pass and she would pass her days sorting hides that were pre-marked by some color or by some particular texture or some kind of feel and playing for the small hold that she found herself at during those days. It wasn't much. In fact, it was in the middle of no-where. A fact that she should have been grateful of at the time, though it held its own misfotunes for her.

Here was where a young man, a young rider, who was passing through on search became drunk and took advantage of a young blind girl. Needless to say, her parents were less than happy. It was after this particular incident that her family never allowed her to go anywhere on her own or even with just a friend - she had to be accompanied by an older sibling or her parents at all times.

Though the experience left its scars, she has never allowed them to simply show to just anyone. She keeps her pains bottled up until she just cannot hold them anymore... Then letting them go only to find that, later, she still has this particular one... In a sense, her bucket is always partially full. Rather significantly at that.

Most recently, her father and mother took her to Sollace Hold with them on a trip to visit others of their trade at the gather and to perform in Maera's case... But... This turned out to be a disaster in Xae's opinion. She had never been around multiple dragons at a time like this... It was torture! Voices were everywhere in her head! Her head hurt! She had to lay down. She had to get away. And that was probably her salvation as her parents took her to rest while they went about at the Hold... When the Storm hit, she was safer than they. Her parents are missing and the blind girl is a refugee at none other than Trelis Weyr.... A nightmare for her as her mind is constantly pounded upon by dragon consciousness. It is overwhelming at times and she does not know how to deal with it. It scares her, but... she is just as afraid to say something. Perhaps in time, when she gets used to it, she will show signs... or say something...

It turned out she would not have to as the former Junior Weyrleader would find out for himself when she tripped over him one day... And... maanged to finally ask what it was with all the voices that she heard... and... He helped her. He is rather special to her for that fact, though not in the way that she would love him romantically, but perhaps as more of an older brother.

Anyways... When she attended the touching, Loraketh sent her rider to bring Xaemia down to the sands to touch her eggs.... and what a result that turned out to be. She would Impress to her little white Moth, the first ever gendered white on Pern... but hte poor little draogn would be mauled and her already small wings would be torn, making it impossible for her ever to fly...

And this has been something of a concern for both the blind HAD and her dragon... especially as S'vrin and Ar'rex move in and take control of Trelis... It feels like they are helpless and trapped at times... but they never truly will, especially so long as R'as is around.

Craft Harper
Ranking Journeywoman (barely. Not actually recognized by most. Most consider her an apprentice.)
Strengths Playing by ear, performing songs from memory
Weaknesses She has many weaknesses as she cannot read.

Pet

Name Stayn
Pronunciation Stain
Age 1 Turn
Type Flitter
Rank Brown {Paid For}
Size 12"
Color Codes

Base- 8e6239
(Just going to have base hex for now.)
Personality/Appearance Stayn is a generally easy going flitter. He is calm, steady, and a bit defensive, as if knowing Xae's "helplessness". He is a warm wmid-brown color with lighter wings, head and tail. His belly is a cooler brown while darker warm stripes trace over his body.

Name Tizzy
Pronunciation Tiz-ee
Age 1 Turn
Type Flitter
Rank Green {Paid For}
Size 28"
Color Codes

Base: 005e20
(Just going to have base hex for now. )
Personality/Appearance Tizzy likes to throw fits. Something she has done from the moment that she hatched. Which lead Xae to give her the name that she now bares. She is playful and happy much of the time, but don't ever upset her or you will have a handful to deal with. Tizzy is primarily a deep green with a bright green cap that is lined by a more yellow-green color. In addition, her belly, wings,bones, tail, and toes are lined with a sea foam green while her wingsails and back are the same sage green that lines her bright green cap and her toes also have similar sage green stripes which line her foam colored toes.


Size:
26in. {5.2in. When hatched}

Color Codes:
Base: 2F4F4F Dark Slate Grey
Polka-Dots: 000000 Black

Appearance:
This strange little male is just a little larger than the averaged sized Epidote, but what really sets him apart is his extra long tail that tappers off into a very thin whip-like appendage. Everything except his freakishly large tail is very well proportioned to the rest of his dark slate grey body. He is literally covered in pure black polka-dots, though these dark markings don't really stand out against his hide.

Personality:
He is a very curious flitter, and doesn't like to sit still. He loves to be flying around the Weyr looking for shiny objects that he can collect. Unlike some firelizards he has boundaries and doesn't steal intentionally. If he finds out that he has stolen from someone he returns the object to it's rightful owner, and does his best to apologize. He doesn't like confrontations and tries to avoid them as best he can.



Impressed To: Xaemia
Pronunciation: as it looks
Rank: White(f)
Size: 16 Feet
Color Codes:
Base: d9e8dc

Appearance:
A pale, almost foggy sort of white, Moth is on the smaller size of Whites. At 16ft, she is petite, and has small wings. So small, that they would have been shown a miracle if they had gotten off the ground normally. However, since she was mauled by her glowing sister, they will never taste the air.

Personality:
Innocent and child-like, Moth is one to never harm another. She's a pacifist and everything that is good in the world rolled up into one tiny package. This can be a good thing, and it can be very bad. Moth trusts too easily, and she is ignorant much of the time as well. Because of this, it is common for her feelings to get hurt. As some will say, she wears her heart on her wing for everyone to see. Keeping an emotion from someone else actually seems like a false reality to her, so you will never hear her lying either. She has a kitten-like disposition though; incredibly curious, but she really is harmless.

Mind-Voice:
Can you come and get me...please Xaemia? Your Moth hurts.
Innocent and small, Moth's voice is one that is wavering like the last branch trying to hang onto a bare tree. It comes and goes in breathy little clumps, but it echoes in your head after it leaves.

Note on Moth:
She is the first White to be not ungendered. The mutations are hitting the dragons in a multitude of ways, and this is one. Whites now can either come out being ungendered, male, female, or hermaphroditic. In a way, they are a Wild Card color now for Trelis. (Females or hermaphroditic whites can lay one egg, and one egg only every three turns after their first flight. It isn’t always viable either.)

Why:
I knew before I was mauled that you would be the one Xaemia! I love you, and what else is there to say? Now that I can never fly though, I'm sure that I have made the best choice. Faranth wouldn't have let my sister hurt me so if this wasn't meant to be.