Post by jovia on Apr 23, 2012 1:12:44 GMT -4
Name: Lilia
Pronunciation: Liil-eah
Age: 23
Season Born In: Spring
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Demisexual
Family: Father Mark, Harper, 48 turns old, High Reaches Hold.
Mother Rista, Weaver, 46 turns old, High Reaches Hold.
Location: was High Reaches Hold, Then Apolla Hold, Now Trelis Weyr
Rank: Ebony Weyrling/Journeywoman Weaver
Wing/Pack: Immortals Wing
Appearance: A huge mass of golden locks, well not as gold as any Dragons or their kin, nor the sun. It is a pale earthly wheat gold, though there were no hints of brown anywhere in it. One might call Lilia's hair curly, another wavy, though really it is just a mass of what looks like messy hair. Unable to keep it straight or in good well groomed waves or curls, it has a mind of its own. Kinked, crimped, curly waves in large volume. The blonde locks reach down to about mid to upper thigh, though it actually tapers to the very end sort of making a round oval shape. Lilia's bangs though aren't really as effected by the unkempt curls as the rest, so she allowed them to grow to the tops of her eyes.
Gentle and slightly plump sweetheart shaped face, gifted with her mothers looks is what she is often told. Her large eyes however got their color from her father, a deep blue almost purple because of it's depths. Though they are in fact just blue, they hold intelligence but also innocence and tenderness within. Thin eyebrows, that slowly follow the shallow arch down towards her little button nose... A small yet sweet looking smile upon a slightly reddened lips. Petite is what she is, and it shows in her face as she does look like she is not fully grown yet... However she is.
Lilia, petite in every sense of the word, is actually slightly shorter then five feet tall. If it wasn't for her gigantic mass of light colored hair she would get lost and disappear in any type of crowd just because of her height. Slightly sun kissed skin, not really tan just a healthy color for someone who doesn't go out much. Sometimes however her skin does get darker under her eyes whenever she gets too wrapped up in a project or emotions spill over... Otherwise her skin is about as normal as any other young non married female's. Her body type however, besides petite, has medium almost large curves. Even though they don't get in the way of her weaving, Lilia actually binds both her chest and behind as tightly as she can comfortably. She may be deaf from birth, but she isn't a complete ditz about how easy of a target she might look to others. Her binding of her curves causing her body, hopefully, not to look like she would be such a nice target for the more... rambunctious males.
Every movement, every turn or glance, is slow and deliberate. Graceful to a point really, as she tries not to make too many sudden movements to dislodge Fletch or Helia. Soft flowing clothes of dresses, shirts, skirts, even pants that she had made up. Gentle colors, nothing too bright or bold covers her clothes. She has a pack though as well, that tends to contain a small kit to repair simple rips and tears along with a couple of sets of clothing.
Personality: Being deaf from birth has had an extreme effect on Lilia's personality. She is rather a sweet and gentle woman, one who likes to help those in need around her. She tends to start weaving blankets or things those she cares about really need. However because of circumstances she doesn't really have much get up and go to get friends. More of a passive type, she tends to sit back and watch waiting with her massive amounts of patience. Deep down however she is actually a rather lonely girl, who just wants to be with people to communicate.
Her urge to have social contact has been stemmed by her parents however. Apparently thinking all men, but her father, are worthless beasts who prey on girls especially those who are weak. This was actually instilled in her by her parents since she was born really. And she, deaf, a weak one that they could really do a number on... As such most of her life she wasn't allowed around any males unless both her parents allowed her to be. Lilia would have been fine though if she had plenty of female friends, but she soon learned that they were to be wary of as well. They either used her or hated her for the attention she got no matter the reason. More and more she grew to loathe herself, hate how she was born deaf and with her mothers look.
It also doesn't help she looks so childish yet she isn't young, and so small and petite. Often being mistaken for a child, she has a deep shortie and kid complex with a very short temper when anyone even hints about such a thing. She isn't the smartest, or best with social things, ut she does hold grudges within her for a very long time. This causes her to sometimes have outbursts of rage which she tends to throw things around at the walls.
History: One summer, Mark who then was still just a young whelp became an apprentice harper, met a weaver named Rista. The two were still just kids but they became fast friends. It didn't last long however as Mark had to go to the Harper craft hall. Eventually however he became a Journeyman, and the two still kept in contact with messages. Thankfully he got assigned to her hold, High Reaches Hold. However both had grown up since and secretly harbored feelings towards each other. It didn't take long for love and a relationship to blossom with the two, and for a little girl to be born from them. But this seemingly wonderful story like setting was instantly shaken and broke as they learned their young Lilia was deaf.
It almost ended up breaking the couple apart, each blamed themselves or when their tempers went high each other. With the help of a healer, their friends, and an older weaver they began to reconcile. From such a violent type beginning however, the two still loved their daughter and didn't blame her for it. In fact they ended up becoming engrossed with her health and welfare. Not letting anyone they didn't trust close to her even as she started to grow up. Any possible males that tried to get close got run through the ringer by mostly the father. Who was not about to let his little girl be tainted by these boys. Even if they were too young to know, kids grew up and that was when trouble would brew if she had bad male friends.
Being kept in a sheltered upbringing, Lilia began to learn that men weren't to be trusted... That even if they seem nice they would end up hurting her and taking something... What she didn't know yet. She started to distance herself from those of her own age group. Heck her parents didn't even usually let older or younger people, especially the males, really near her. The girls however didn't fare much better. Sure they weren't really put through the huge tests Lilia's parents put through the males, but that didn't mean the deaf girl didn't learn how to be wary.
Either the girls thought she was stuck up, thought she was a princess, or they hated how she got the attention. Only a few didn't end up trying to make her life miserable. Most of the girls tried to make her go back in her room and away from anyone's eyes. They succeeded for the most part and started to leave her alone. The few female friends she did manage to make, and keep even through the bullies, were actually fellow weavers. However even a few of those friendships were gone as they found her temper of being called short or childlike. Turns of being called short, or treated like a child came to an explosion. Some girls got hurt from shards of things that broke against the walls, and now everyone thought she was a danger to them.
The head weaver of the place though, decided that she should go to Apolla Hold. Maybe a place where she had never been before and nobody knew her or vice versa would be a good thing. She was sent once she became a Journeywoman. Her father gave her a fire lizard egg before the travel to try to help with her problem. Lilia already had her pet feline that was a present from her mother one year. So other then that she didn't have much to take. It took her a long while to get to the hold, since she couldn't take her feline between with her. But once Lilia got to the hold, she was outcasted because she was deaf and couldn't help with group projects. Now she spends her days on her own, weaving, and spending time out of the hold whenever she can.
In the spring of 202 turn of the second pass, while at Trelis Weyr to watch the hatching of Izanycorth Gold's clutch fathered by Thormyth Garnet, along with Kayath Topaz's clutch fathered by Kaith Brown.. She impressed while on the stands to a very hyperactive little Ebony male dragon.
Craft: Weaver
Ranking: Journeyman
Strengths: Clothing, small to medium projects, pinpoint, sewing.
Weaknesses: Very large things, or projects with others... so giant tapestries heavy in threading.
Pets
Name: Fletch
Pronunciation: Fa-let-ch
Age: 2 turns
Type: Fire Lizard
Rank: Blue
Size: 24 Inches
Color Codes: lightblue
Appearance: Soft ocean blue, with slight wave like hues that cover his hide in slightly darker and lighter colors. He could very well disappear if he went swimming... except of course he still stands out from the liquid that moves while his patterns don't shift.
Personality: Fletch is on the more calm side of his blue brethren. Most of the time he is attached t Lilia at her neck or on top of her head as he watches everything around him. If someone wants her attention he tries to get her attention for them. He is very gentle with his claws too, making sure not to get entangled in Lilia's mass of hair or scratch her skin.
Name: Helia
Pronunciation: Hell-eah
Age: 4 turns
Type: Feline
Rank: Female
Size: Medium
Color Codes: White
Appearance: Helia is a pure white fluffball, one of the long hair type of felines. However this fur is very soft, silky soft really, showing just how well taken care of she is. Her entire body is slightly elongated as well, so she can stretch to take over half of someone's bed if she really wants. Even though she looks so huge, most of it is just her fluffy fur that keeps her cool in warm areas and warm in cold areas.
Personality: Some call Helia a canine, for her personality is more like one then a cat. She isn't too high and mighty with her human, though with others yes. Following Lilia around, keeping an eye on her, trying to lay on any of her body parts or her work as she purrs waiting for attention. She rarely lets Lilia leave her eyesight, having taken a protective motherly type action with her.
Dragon
Impressed To: Lillia
Pronunciation: No-th
Rank: Ebony
Size: 19.7 Feet (3.9 Feet at Hatching)
Color Codes:
111111
333432
6e6d6f
Appearance:
Nauth is rather short and stocky compared to most ebonies. His build is neither lithe nor willowy but is rather more solid and bulky. His legs are an average length, but he still seems to hold himself close to the ground, as if attempting to blend in with his surroundings. His neck is short , though not abnormally so, and his head is a bit rounder than most. His bulk is off-set by his skinniness. While he is not lacking in muscle, he does have an unnatural skinniness to him, even for an ebony.
This ebony is primarily a dark grey bordering on black. Like all of his rank, there isn’t any colour to his hide, and even his markings don’t stand out much, which is fine by him. Reaching from just behind his wing arm and down along his back to his tail is a light, but dull grey that dissipates near the tip. A section of his belly is the same dull grey. His face has multiple shades on it. From his snout to just past his eyes is a middling grey. Reaching from his eyes down the side of his face and covering a chunk of his under-neck is a lighter smoky grey.
Nauth never walks. That’s not to say he doesn’t move around. On the contrary this dragon loves to move. It is just that he always trots wherever he goes, giving the illusion that he floats above the ground since his claws seem to barely touch the ground. Like the ripples in a lake, Nauth seems to flow when he moves, expanding on and out rather gracefully despite his stocky build.
Personality:
Energetic, Dreamer, Goal-setter, Supprotive
Nauth is one chaotic dragon. A bundle of energy in black hide, this ebony seems to be everywhere and nowhere all at once. This dragon never seems to run out of energy, even when he goes without sleep or works himself to death he will continue moving. He can be a bit overwhelming, especially to calmer humans and dragons, but he doesn’t seem to notice or care. He does like to tell his rider everything he imagines. He is a storyteller in dragonhide.
Nauth has an imagination to match his energy. He’s the kind of dragon who dreams big and plans even bigger. There will never be a moment where this ebony isn’t thinking about the next big thing, or his next goal in life. However, unlike some dreamers, Nauth believes that if he puts the effort into it, he can make his dreams come true. In fact, his biggest goal in life is to make every other dream of his or his rider’s come true. He can be a little overpowering at times. He can get rather nitpicky when it comes to his dreams. A perfectionist of sorts, he will complain if something doesn’t reach his standard and, if possible he will do everything in his power to fix things that aren’t satisfactory.
This dragon has a big heart. He hates seeing others mope about when a dream fails to be fulfilled, or even to see someone sad. He is always willing to lend a shoulder to cry on and he can be an incredibly supportive friend. He’ll stick himself out for his friends all the time.
Mind-Voice:
Oh Mine! I had a dream last night. I dreamt we were going to fly to...
Energetic and bubbly, you can't help but feel cheerful when you listen to Nauth's voice, though the shrill sound can quickly get annoying.
Inspiration:
God of Chaos Nun
Pronunciation: Liil-eah
Age: 23
Season Born In: Spring
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Demisexual
Family: Father Mark, Harper, 48 turns old, High Reaches Hold.
Mother Rista, Weaver, 46 turns old, High Reaches Hold.
Location: was High Reaches Hold, Then Apolla Hold, Now Trelis Weyr
Rank: Ebony Weyrling/Journeywoman Weaver
Wing/Pack: Immortals Wing
Appearance: A huge mass of golden locks, well not as gold as any Dragons or their kin, nor the sun. It is a pale earthly wheat gold, though there were no hints of brown anywhere in it. One might call Lilia's hair curly, another wavy, though really it is just a mass of what looks like messy hair. Unable to keep it straight or in good well groomed waves or curls, it has a mind of its own. Kinked, crimped, curly waves in large volume. The blonde locks reach down to about mid to upper thigh, though it actually tapers to the very end sort of making a round oval shape. Lilia's bangs though aren't really as effected by the unkempt curls as the rest, so she allowed them to grow to the tops of her eyes.
Gentle and slightly plump sweetheart shaped face, gifted with her mothers looks is what she is often told. Her large eyes however got their color from her father, a deep blue almost purple because of it's depths. Though they are in fact just blue, they hold intelligence but also innocence and tenderness within. Thin eyebrows, that slowly follow the shallow arch down towards her little button nose... A small yet sweet looking smile upon a slightly reddened lips. Petite is what she is, and it shows in her face as she does look like she is not fully grown yet... However she is.
Lilia, petite in every sense of the word, is actually slightly shorter then five feet tall. If it wasn't for her gigantic mass of light colored hair she would get lost and disappear in any type of crowd just because of her height. Slightly sun kissed skin, not really tan just a healthy color for someone who doesn't go out much. Sometimes however her skin does get darker under her eyes whenever she gets too wrapped up in a project or emotions spill over... Otherwise her skin is about as normal as any other young non married female's. Her body type however, besides petite, has medium almost large curves. Even though they don't get in the way of her weaving, Lilia actually binds both her chest and behind as tightly as she can comfortably. She may be deaf from birth, but she isn't a complete ditz about how easy of a target she might look to others. Her binding of her curves causing her body, hopefully, not to look like she would be such a nice target for the more... rambunctious males.
Every movement, every turn or glance, is slow and deliberate. Graceful to a point really, as she tries not to make too many sudden movements to dislodge Fletch or Helia. Soft flowing clothes of dresses, shirts, skirts, even pants that she had made up. Gentle colors, nothing too bright or bold covers her clothes. She has a pack though as well, that tends to contain a small kit to repair simple rips and tears along with a couple of sets of clothing.
Personality: Being deaf from birth has had an extreme effect on Lilia's personality. She is rather a sweet and gentle woman, one who likes to help those in need around her. She tends to start weaving blankets or things those she cares about really need. However because of circumstances she doesn't really have much get up and go to get friends. More of a passive type, she tends to sit back and watch waiting with her massive amounts of patience. Deep down however she is actually a rather lonely girl, who just wants to be with people to communicate.
Her urge to have social contact has been stemmed by her parents however. Apparently thinking all men, but her father, are worthless beasts who prey on girls especially those who are weak. This was actually instilled in her by her parents since she was born really. And she, deaf, a weak one that they could really do a number on... As such most of her life she wasn't allowed around any males unless both her parents allowed her to be. Lilia would have been fine though if she had plenty of female friends, but she soon learned that they were to be wary of as well. They either used her or hated her for the attention she got no matter the reason. More and more she grew to loathe herself, hate how she was born deaf and with her mothers look.
It also doesn't help she looks so childish yet she isn't young, and so small and petite. Often being mistaken for a child, she has a deep shortie and kid complex with a very short temper when anyone even hints about such a thing. She isn't the smartest, or best with social things, ut she does hold grudges within her for a very long time. This causes her to sometimes have outbursts of rage which she tends to throw things around at the walls.
History: One summer, Mark who then was still just a young whelp became an apprentice harper, met a weaver named Rista. The two were still just kids but they became fast friends. It didn't last long however as Mark had to go to the Harper craft hall. Eventually however he became a Journeyman, and the two still kept in contact with messages. Thankfully he got assigned to her hold, High Reaches Hold. However both had grown up since and secretly harbored feelings towards each other. It didn't take long for love and a relationship to blossom with the two, and for a little girl to be born from them. But this seemingly wonderful story like setting was instantly shaken and broke as they learned their young Lilia was deaf.
It almost ended up breaking the couple apart, each blamed themselves or when their tempers went high each other. With the help of a healer, their friends, and an older weaver they began to reconcile. From such a violent type beginning however, the two still loved their daughter and didn't blame her for it. In fact they ended up becoming engrossed with her health and welfare. Not letting anyone they didn't trust close to her even as she started to grow up. Any possible males that tried to get close got run through the ringer by mostly the father. Who was not about to let his little girl be tainted by these boys. Even if they were too young to know, kids grew up and that was when trouble would brew if she had bad male friends.
Being kept in a sheltered upbringing, Lilia began to learn that men weren't to be trusted... That even if they seem nice they would end up hurting her and taking something... What she didn't know yet. She started to distance herself from those of her own age group. Heck her parents didn't even usually let older or younger people, especially the males, really near her. The girls however didn't fare much better. Sure they weren't really put through the huge tests Lilia's parents put through the males, but that didn't mean the deaf girl didn't learn how to be wary.
Either the girls thought she was stuck up, thought she was a princess, or they hated how she got the attention. Only a few didn't end up trying to make her life miserable. Most of the girls tried to make her go back in her room and away from anyone's eyes. They succeeded for the most part and started to leave her alone. The few female friends she did manage to make, and keep even through the bullies, were actually fellow weavers. However even a few of those friendships were gone as they found her temper of being called short or childlike. Turns of being called short, or treated like a child came to an explosion. Some girls got hurt from shards of things that broke against the walls, and now everyone thought she was a danger to them.
The head weaver of the place though, decided that she should go to Apolla Hold. Maybe a place where she had never been before and nobody knew her or vice versa would be a good thing. She was sent once she became a Journeywoman. Her father gave her a fire lizard egg before the travel to try to help with her problem. Lilia already had her pet feline that was a present from her mother one year. So other then that she didn't have much to take. It took her a long while to get to the hold, since she couldn't take her feline between with her. But once Lilia got to the hold, she was outcasted because she was deaf and couldn't help with group projects. Now she spends her days on her own, weaving, and spending time out of the hold whenever she can.
In the spring of 202 turn of the second pass, while at Trelis Weyr to watch the hatching of Izanycorth Gold's clutch fathered by Thormyth Garnet, along with Kayath Topaz's clutch fathered by Kaith Brown.. She impressed while on the stands to a very hyperactive little Ebony male dragon.
Craft: Weaver
Ranking: Journeyman
Strengths: Clothing, small to medium projects, pinpoint, sewing.
Weaknesses: Very large things, or projects with others... so giant tapestries heavy in threading.
Pets
Blue Firelizard Fletch
Name: Fletch
Pronunciation: Fa-let-ch
Age: 2 turns
Type: Fire Lizard
Rank: Blue
Size: 24 Inches
Color Codes: lightblue
Appearance: Soft ocean blue, with slight wave like hues that cover his hide in slightly darker and lighter colors. He could very well disappear if he went swimming... except of course he still stands out from the liquid that moves while his patterns don't shift.
Personality: Fletch is on the more calm side of his blue brethren. Most of the time he is attached t Lilia at her neck or on top of her head as he watches everything around him. If someone wants her attention he tries to get her attention for them. He is very gentle with his claws too, making sure not to get entangled in Lilia's mass of hair or scratch her skin.
Female Feline Helia
Name: Helia
Pronunciation: Hell-eah
Age: 4 turns
Type: Feline
Rank: Female
Size: Medium
Color Codes: White
Appearance: Helia is a pure white fluffball, one of the long hair type of felines. However this fur is very soft, silky soft really, showing just how well taken care of she is. Her entire body is slightly elongated as well, so she can stretch to take over half of someone's bed if she really wants. Even though she looks so huge, most of it is just her fluffy fur that keeps her cool in warm areas and warm in cold areas.
Personality: Some call Helia a canine, for her personality is more like one then a cat. She isn't too high and mighty with her human, though with others yes. Following Lilia around, keeping an eye on her, trying to lay on any of her body parts or her work as she purrs waiting for attention. She rarely lets Lilia leave her eyesight, having taken a protective motherly type action with her.
Dragon
Chaos Ebony Nauth
Impressed To: Lillia
Pronunciation: No-th
Rank: Ebony
Size: 19.7 Feet (3.9 Feet at Hatching)
Color Codes:
111111
333432
6e6d6f
Appearance:
Nauth is rather short and stocky compared to most ebonies. His build is neither lithe nor willowy but is rather more solid and bulky. His legs are an average length, but he still seems to hold himself close to the ground, as if attempting to blend in with his surroundings. His neck is short , though not abnormally so, and his head is a bit rounder than most. His bulk is off-set by his skinniness. While he is not lacking in muscle, he does have an unnatural skinniness to him, even for an ebony.
This ebony is primarily a dark grey bordering on black. Like all of his rank, there isn’t any colour to his hide, and even his markings don’t stand out much, which is fine by him. Reaching from just behind his wing arm and down along his back to his tail is a light, but dull grey that dissipates near the tip. A section of his belly is the same dull grey. His face has multiple shades on it. From his snout to just past his eyes is a middling grey. Reaching from his eyes down the side of his face and covering a chunk of his under-neck is a lighter smoky grey.
Nauth never walks. That’s not to say he doesn’t move around. On the contrary this dragon loves to move. It is just that he always trots wherever he goes, giving the illusion that he floats above the ground since his claws seem to barely touch the ground. Like the ripples in a lake, Nauth seems to flow when he moves, expanding on and out rather gracefully despite his stocky build.
Personality:
Energetic, Dreamer, Goal-setter, Supprotive
Nauth is one chaotic dragon. A bundle of energy in black hide, this ebony seems to be everywhere and nowhere all at once. This dragon never seems to run out of energy, even when he goes without sleep or works himself to death he will continue moving. He can be a bit overwhelming, especially to calmer humans and dragons, but he doesn’t seem to notice or care. He does like to tell his rider everything he imagines. He is a storyteller in dragonhide.
Nauth has an imagination to match his energy. He’s the kind of dragon who dreams big and plans even bigger. There will never be a moment where this ebony isn’t thinking about the next big thing, or his next goal in life. However, unlike some dreamers, Nauth believes that if he puts the effort into it, he can make his dreams come true. In fact, his biggest goal in life is to make every other dream of his or his rider’s come true. He can be a little overpowering at times. He can get rather nitpicky when it comes to his dreams. A perfectionist of sorts, he will complain if something doesn’t reach his standard and, if possible he will do everything in his power to fix things that aren’t satisfactory.
This dragon has a big heart. He hates seeing others mope about when a dream fails to be fulfilled, or even to see someone sad. He is always willing to lend a shoulder to cry on and he can be an incredibly supportive friend. He’ll stick himself out for his friends all the time.
Mind-Voice:
Oh Mine! I had a dream last night. I dreamt we were going to fly to...
Energetic and bubbly, you can't help but feel cheerful when you listen to Nauth's voice, though the shrill sound can quickly get annoying.
Inspiration:
God of Chaos Nun
