Post by metaldawn71 on Jun 20, 2012 20:48:30 GMT -4
Name: Kiona
Pronunciation: Kee-oh-nah
Age:13
Season Born In: Autumn
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance: Standing 5'6", her eyes are blue and she has brown hair that falls to her shoulders. She made her tunics and her trousers out of sandy brown burlap. Kiona lined her tunics and trousers with a sheer blue fabric to make it not itch. She has a plain face. Her eyes are average size. The nose is a bit on the small side and her mouth has thin lips. She has average cheekbones.
A birthmark is on the candidate's left shoulder blade that vaguely resembles the shape of a flame. Whip mark scars can be found on her back. Scars on her left arm can be seen. Her breasts have not developed in full yet and her stomach is flat. Her legs are long and slender. An ideal woman for some. Others just pass her by without a second glance.
Personality: Kiona is generous up to a point. She doesn't say that much when meeting new people. They pretty much have to start the conversation first. She refuses to go down without a fight given her past. Kiona felt suppressed at Telgar Hold because of her parents. The girl vowed never to allow that to happen again. She abhors alcohol of any kind and will earn a glare from her. The girl has it burned in her mind to save every and everything in trouble. To top it all, she thinks she can do it alone.
Kiona feels it is in her place to take care of small animals and release them when they're better. She doesn't believe in caging an animal and keeping them.
She has a bit of a savior complex. When she sees anyone in trouble, she goes in and tries to help. She's a bit cocky and handles the trouble rather poorly. She often finds herself in more trouble than expected. She definitely abhors liquor of any kind and will earn a glare from her. She has it burned in her mind to save everyone in trouble and she thinks that she can do it alone.
The candidate is a depressed girl who needs friends to boost her morale and self-esteem. Kiona has a short fuse and very impatient but that's only a front and is played well. Kiona refuses any close friendships by trying to push them away. She pretends to be snappy and spiteful and cruel sometimes.
Kiona's father was violent towards her, both mentally and physically. She feels the need to push people away to protect herself. When crossing paths with a male, she assumes a submissive pose and lets him walk first. The mother was hardly there and sleeping with other men. Any relationships with Kiona are null and void. It disgusts her to see other boys and girls kiss, earning another glare. Being a 13 Turn old with a disturbed history is quite confusing to her.
Kiona is never really happy. By keeping others happy, she tends to get satisfaction by doing things for them. Things like getting them food or something. This was fine for her to feel the satisfaction from helping others.
The girl always thought something was missing from her life but, she doesn't know what. The girl never once explored this since she was scared to find out. If she did want to know what was missing, the candidate wouldn't know where to start looking.
On the other side of the coin, the girl is compassionate and very loving. She is very laid back and not many things bother her. Life to her is sacred. The candidate is loyal and honest and yearns for friendship. Kiona has been hurt and left for dead. She has trust issues, poor thing. To get to know this girl, they must be patient and work with her on her issues.
Family:
Father: Brownrider Tr'gan of Brown Naverth- drunkard
Mother: Tali - Courtesan
Location: Parents are in Telgar Hold. Kiona is in Nerat Hold.
Rank: Rebellion Dragon Candidate
History: Kiona was raised poor and born without a hand fast ceremony. She was born in Telgar Hold. Her father was a disgraced
dragonrider from Telgar Weyr and a deadbeat, not keeping his promises. He was a bad father and even worse dragonrider.
Her father liked his wine a little too much which distracted away from his dragonrider duties. He was always late, if he wasn't, he was violent as in beating fellow dragonriders, usually over something petty. One day, he actually almost killed his wing mate. Even though his dragon tried to reason with him, he went through with his plan anyway. The wing mate reported him to the Weyrwoman. They were sentenced to banishment. Kiona's father's drinking sadly worsened. Her father and his dragon were forced to leave the Weyr. They fled to Telgar Hold. His dragon had to seek refuge in a cave in the mountains. There wasn't enough room for a dragon in the hold.
Her mother was a courtesan, to put it politely. Her father relied on what her mother got in marks to sustain his addiction. Kiona was conceived by lust on both of their parts. Her father met her mother in a sleazy Tavern. Her father got her mother pregnant and 9 months later, Kiona was born. After she was born and the midwife delivered baby Kiona, her mother didn't want anything to do with her, neither did her father. When she was 7, she should have been taught how to read and write. Instead, she was forced into drudge work.
The girl's father had her do chores for them they should be doing. They had the poor girl running herself ragged. At age 10, Kiona was deemed useless to them. She wasn't quick enough. They only had two more turns to go before sending her to a craft hold. She was angry because of how they were treating her.
The girl went for a walk to clear her thoughts and to relax. She was admiring the details of the structure. Kiona saw something in the corner of her eye move in the grass. The girl approached and saw a small blue flit injured from a feline attack. Her heart went out to it. The girl took it in and nursed it back to health. When her father found out about it, he confiscated and caged it. Kiona argued with her father about caging the animal for days on end. His plans were selling the flit for profit the next day. Kiona would not let that happen. During the night, the girl set the flit free. The flit crooned a thank you and flew off into the night.
During that time, she was dressed in rags. The girl was almost starved. She was given tattered blankets to sleep on the hard wooden floor. She was degraded, called names and demoralized. Her mother was never around. The only time she was around was to give her marks she earned to her father, which he would in turn he'd either gamble it away or buy wine skins to feed his drinking habit. They didn't buy food, which they needed desperately. She knew better than to confront her father about his wrong doings. She went about her work, unaware they were secretly plotting to send her away. She didn't want to be a drudge anymore but at 10 Turns of age, what could the girl do?
At 12, her father was excited and told Kiona he wanted to send her away and then she would be free from him and her mother. She didn't take this lightly. She was horrified to the fact that her parents wanted to get rid of her. She refused to go. Her father threatened her life if she didn't cooperate. He called his dragon and Kiona went along with him on his dragon to Narat Hold, where she was shoved off 5 feet in the air.
"Get out of our lives and stay out!" her father hissed coldly. His dragon blinked in /between/ and her father was gone. No
goodbye or good luck just pushed out of their lives for good. Her heart sunk when her own father said to stay away but she pushed on. A new place and a new start. What was she going to to do now? She was used to doing drudge work. Now, she was free. She didn't know what to do with this new found freedom. She roamed the dirt roads of the hold looking at the structures, wondering what to do. Her father had no marks to give her, if he did..he wasn't about to share. Bastard. She took a Craft, Fisher craft. She had to remain busy from thinking about how she was duped by her parents.
At 13, she was doing well. The Master of the craft was kind and compassionate. She payed attention to what fish to catch and what to stay away from. She wrote down notes and passed almost every quiz or test. After a Turn, she turned out to be quite the apprentice.
The Master was old and he died of old age one night in his sleep. His Successor was an egotistical slave driving bastard. He used a whip on Kiona's back when she was slacking instead of words of encouragement. Along with some knife scars on her left arm. She secretly wondered if anything would change in her life.
After her lessons, she laid under a shade tree and looked to the skies, daydreaming of a better life. Catching fish was alright, she didn't mind cleaning them, even but the treatment she was getting from the New Master.....well it was less than what she deserved. Kiona's mind went to the flit she took care of and wondered what happened to him.
DRAGON INFORMATION:
Name: Kindeleth
Pronunciation:Kin-dell-eth
Age: Just Hatched
Rank: Phoenix Amethyst
Size: Adult - 20ft
Color Codes:FF3333, 8B2323, D41A1F
Appearance:
She is mostly reddish orange with patches burgundy. She looks as though she wears a deep red mask like a bandit. The deep red "mask" goes over the muzzle, over the eyes and forks just beyond the eyes.
Kindeleth's hide is red on top and is blended into burgundy. Her wings are correctly proportionate to her body. Both wings are a deep shade of red. Her paws are the same burgundy as though she is wearing short socks on all fours. Her tail is the lighter shade of reddish orange.
Personality:
This dragon is a risk taker and loves children. She is flirty and energetic. When there is something that needs to be done, she is the one to do it. She doesn't no guff from anyone and is very aggressive when fighting. She doesn't give up or scare too easily. Kindeleth is much like her rider. The Phoenix Amethyst does not like confined spaces. She enjoys her freedom too much and will fight to the death if it meant protecting her rider. She tries her best at everything. "If at once you don't succeed, try, try again." That's her motto.
Mind-Voice (If applicable):
Worry not, Mine! I am here!
-A warm voice that's a gentle soprano.
-Can get cold easily though when she's angry.
-It tends to be very passionate.
Pronunciation: Kee-oh-nah
Age:13
Season Born In: Autumn
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance: Standing 5'6", her eyes are blue and she has brown hair that falls to her shoulders. She made her tunics and her trousers out of sandy brown burlap. Kiona lined her tunics and trousers with a sheer blue fabric to make it not itch. She has a plain face. Her eyes are average size. The nose is a bit on the small side and her mouth has thin lips. She has average cheekbones.
A birthmark is on the candidate's left shoulder blade that vaguely resembles the shape of a flame. Whip mark scars can be found on her back. Scars on her left arm can be seen. Her breasts have not developed in full yet and her stomach is flat. Her legs are long and slender. An ideal woman for some. Others just pass her by without a second glance.
Personality: Kiona is generous up to a point. She doesn't say that much when meeting new people. They pretty much have to start the conversation first. She refuses to go down without a fight given her past. Kiona felt suppressed at Telgar Hold because of her parents. The girl vowed never to allow that to happen again. She abhors alcohol of any kind and will earn a glare from her. The girl has it burned in her mind to save every and everything in trouble. To top it all, she thinks she can do it alone.
Kiona feels it is in her place to take care of small animals and release them when they're better. She doesn't believe in caging an animal and keeping them.
She has a bit of a savior complex. When she sees anyone in trouble, she goes in and tries to help. She's a bit cocky and handles the trouble rather poorly. She often finds herself in more trouble than expected. She definitely abhors liquor of any kind and will earn a glare from her. She has it burned in her mind to save everyone in trouble and she thinks that she can do it alone.
The candidate is a depressed girl who needs friends to boost her morale and self-esteem. Kiona has a short fuse and very impatient but that's only a front and is played well. Kiona refuses any close friendships by trying to push them away. She pretends to be snappy and spiteful and cruel sometimes.
Kiona's father was violent towards her, both mentally and physically. She feels the need to push people away to protect herself. When crossing paths with a male, she assumes a submissive pose and lets him walk first. The mother was hardly there and sleeping with other men. Any relationships with Kiona are null and void. It disgusts her to see other boys and girls kiss, earning another glare. Being a 13 Turn old with a disturbed history is quite confusing to her.
Kiona is never really happy. By keeping others happy, she tends to get satisfaction by doing things for them. Things like getting them food or something. This was fine for her to feel the satisfaction from helping others.
The girl always thought something was missing from her life but, she doesn't know what. The girl never once explored this since she was scared to find out. If she did want to know what was missing, the candidate wouldn't know where to start looking.
On the other side of the coin, the girl is compassionate and very loving. She is very laid back and not many things bother her. Life to her is sacred. The candidate is loyal and honest and yearns for friendship. Kiona has been hurt and left for dead. She has trust issues, poor thing. To get to know this girl, they must be patient and work with her on her issues.
Family:
Father: Brownrider Tr'gan of Brown Naverth- drunkard
Mother: Tali - Courtesan
Location: Parents are in Telgar Hold. Kiona is in Nerat Hold.
Rank: Rebellion Dragon Candidate
History: Kiona was raised poor and born without a hand fast ceremony. She was born in Telgar Hold. Her father was a disgraced
dragonrider from Telgar Weyr and a deadbeat, not keeping his promises. He was a bad father and even worse dragonrider.
Her father liked his wine a little too much which distracted away from his dragonrider duties. He was always late, if he wasn't, he was violent as in beating fellow dragonriders, usually over something petty. One day, he actually almost killed his wing mate. Even though his dragon tried to reason with him, he went through with his plan anyway. The wing mate reported him to the Weyrwoman. They were sentenced to banishment. Kiona's father's drinking sadly worsened. Her father and his dragon were forced to leave the Weyr. They fled to Telgar Hold. His dragon had to seek refuge in a cave in the mountains. There wasn't enough room for a dragon in the hold.
Her mother was a courtesan, to put it politely. Her father relied on what her mother got in marks to sustain his addiction. Kiona was conceived by lust on both of their parts. Her father met her mother in a sleazy Tavern. Her father got her mother pregnant and 9 months later, Kiona was born. After she was born and the midwife delivered baby Kiona, her mother didn't want anything to do with her, neither did her father. When she was 7, she should have been taught how to read and write. Instead, she was forced into drudge work.
The girl's father had her do chores for them they should be doing. They had the poor girl running herself ragged. At age 10, Kiona was deemed useless to them. She wasn't quick enough. They only had two more turns to go before sending her to a craft hold. She was angry because of how they were treating her.
The girl went for a walk to clear her thoughts and to relax. She was admiring the details of the structure. Kiona saw something in the corner of her eye move in the grass. The girl approached and saw a small blue flit injured from a feline attack. Her heart went out to it. The girl took it in and nursed it back to health. When her father found out about it, he confiscated and caged it. Kiona argued with her father about caging the animal for days on end. His plans were selling the flit for profit the next day. Kiona would not let that happen. During the night, the girl set the flit free. The flit crooned a thank you and flew off into the night.
During that time, she was dressed in rags. The girl was almost starved. She was given tattered blankets to sleep on the hard wooden floor. She was degraded, called names and demoralized. Her mother was never around. The only time she was around was to give her marks she earned to her father, which he would in turn he'd either gamble it away or buy wine skins to feed his drinking habit. They didn't buy food, which they needed desperately. She knew better than to confront her father about his wrong doings. She went about her work, unaware they were secretly plotting to send her away. She didn't want to be a drudge anymore but at 10 Turns of age, what could the girl do?
At 12, her father was excited and told Kiona he wanted to send her away and then she would be free from him and her mother. She didn't take this lightly. She was horrified to the fact that her parents wanted to get rid of her. She refused to go. Her father threatened her life if she didn't cooperate. He called his dragon and Kiona went along with him on his dragon to Narat Hold, where she was shoved off 5 feet in the air.
"Get out of our lives and stay out!" her father hissed coldly. His dragon blinked in /between/ and her father was gone. No
goodbye or good luck just pushed out of their lives for good. Her heart sunk when her own father said to stay away but she pushed on. A new place and a new start. What was she going to to do now? She was used to doing drudge work. Now, she was free. She didn't know what to do with this new found freedom. She roamed the dirt roads of the hold looking at the structures, wondering what to do. Her father had no marks to give her, if he did..he wasn't about to share. Bastard. She took a Craft, Fisher craft. She had to remain busy from thinking about how she was duped by her parents.
At 13, she was doing well. The Master of the craft was kind and compassionate. She payed attention to what fish to catch and what to stay away from. She wrote down notes and passed almost every quiz or test. After a Turn, she turned out to be quite the apprentice.
The Master was old and he died of old age one night in his sleep. His Successor was an egotistical slave driving bastard. He used a whip on Kiona's back when she was slacking instead of words of encouragement. Along with some knife scars on her left arm. She secretly wondered if anything would change in her life.
After her lessons, she laid under a shade tree and looked to the skies, daydreaming of a better life. Catching fish was alright, she didn't mind cleaning them, even but the treatment she was getting from the New Master.....well it was less than what she deserved. Kiona's mind went to the flit she took care of and wondered what happened to him.
DRAGON INFORMATION:
Name: Kindeleth
Pronunciation:Kin-dell-eth
Age: Just Hatched
Rank: Phoenix Amethyst
Size: Adult - 20ft
Color Codes:FF3333, 8B2323, D41A1F
Appearance:
She is mostly reddish orange with patches burgundy. She looks as though she wears a deep red mask like a bandit. The deep red "mask" goes over the muzzle, over the eyes and forks just beyond the eyes.
Kindeleth's hide is red on top and is blended into burgundy. Her wings are correctly proportionate to her body. Both wings are a deep shade of red. Her paws are the same burgundy as though she is wearing short socks on all fours. Her tail is the lighter shade of reddish orange.
Personality:
This dragon is a risk taker and loves children. She is flirty and energetic. When there is something that needs to be done, she is the one to do it. She doesn't no guff from anyone and is very aggressive when fighting. She doesn't give up or scare too easily. Kindeleth is much like her rider. The Phoenix Amethyst does not like confined spaces. She enjoys her freedom too much and will fight to the death if it meant protecting her rider. She tries her best at everything. "If at once you don't succeed, try, try again." That's her motto.
Mind-Voice (If applicable):
Worry not, Mine! I am here!
-A warm voice that's a gentle soprano.
-Can get cold easily though when she's angry.
-It tends to be very passionate.
