Post by kindle on Oct 19, 2006 15:19:26 GMT -5
Name: Cliane (Klee-aine)
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Rank: Green Weyrling
Family:
Mother: Clirana and green Ukanyth, Telgar Weyr
Father: Z'ane (Zarilane) and brown Uepth, Telgar Weyr
Brother: Z'ranan and brown Denekth, Fort Weyr
Sister: Rilana and green Celmith, High Reaches Weyr
Brother: Laneran, Journeyman Healer, Silen Weyr
Sister: Ranarila, Candidate/Apprentice Healer, Southern Weyr
Appearance: Cliane is a beautiful woman. She stands at approximately 5'7" and weighs in at 138 pounds. Her body is lender with muscle tone. She has medium length brown hair that is a bit wavy. She has small eyes that are a clear jade green coloring. She is mostly seen in a tunic and pants. She saves wearing her dress for special occassions. She enjoys swimming and can be found near water, mostly in it.
Personality: Cliane is an approachable young lady. She is very understanding with young children. She loves children. She had her doubts about standing for the last clutch at Silent Weyr. She has a temper with small fuse. When she loses her temper, she tends to throw things. Though she doesn't really aim at anyone or anything. If someone is harmed during her tantrum, she gets quiet real quick and becomes distant for a few days afterward. She was stunned when little Ariath walked up to her with a piece of her shell in her mouth. It was all she could do to keep from laughing and crying at the same time.
History: Cliane grew up as the second to youngest child of five to brownrider Z'ane and greenrider Clirana. Cliane was handed over to wet nurse Averate. Who also became her foster mother. Cliane was taught to be helpsul and considerate of those with rank. Cliane chaffed at having to behave and do what anyone with rank told her to do. She was about fifteen and in her healing craft when she was caught up in a gold flight. She was bedded by a man named Slarkin. She knew he had a reputation for being strange in his bed furs. She didn't know how strange, and she had no intention of finding out. The next morning she woke up to find her body sore all over and several bruises on her body. She was scared. She had never had anything like that happen to her. She went to her foster mother and told her everything. All that earned her was a slap on the cheek. Cliane didn't under stand why her foster mother didn't believe her. Seven sevendays later she was walking by a weyr and accidently overheard her foster mother and Slarkin laughing about something. She listened in and heard them talking about the gold flight and him bedding her. He had been brutal and fierce to her. There was rumor that another goldflight was due and he planned on bedding her again.
That was all she needed to hear. She had had enough. She put in a transfer to Fort Weyr. She knew her older brother, Z'naran, would help her. Sure enough, Z'naran showed up the next day and took her to Fort Weyr. There she met and befriended Yirekan. They became really close. Cliane wasn't sure of her feelings for him until she and Yirekan got caught up in a mating flight. She learned that she was pregnant six sevendays after the flight. She was completely happy with her life. Until it changed again. She lost her child. She was cornered by Slarkin. He was at Fort Weyr claiming to be on Weyrbusiness. He tried to force her to leave with him. She flat out refused and kicked him in his goin. He punched her in the stomach. She started to bleed. She curled up in so much pain. Yirekin had seen Slarkin hit his beloved and came running in to save her. He punched Slarkin square in the jaw and broke it.
Cliane begged her brother to take her and her lover to Silent Weyr. She had heard about the Weyr and thought that would be a good place for her and Yirekan to go. She and her lover had been at Silent Weyr for a two sevendays before she and Yirekan were searched for Oylth and Reneth's last clutch. At the Hatching, Cliane impressed to cute little Ariath, while Yirekan impressed to small bronze Xlanth. Now, Cliane is anxious to graduate so she and Y'kan could actually be lovers again. Though this time, she hopes they might become more than just lovers.
Dragon stats (If your character has a dragon)
Name: Ariath
Age: Recently Hatched
Description: Ariath is a nice small mildly dark green all over her but for her stomach and wings. Her stomach and wings are a lighter green with a bit of a purplish sheen to them. Her wings and tail are a bit large for her, but she may grow into them. She may prove to be of average size when she reaches her full size. She has a nice little blotch on the tip of her tail that looks like it had been dipped into darker green.
Color: Green
Personality: Ariath is nothing like her physique would hint. A delicate looking creature she loves to play pranks, especially on her rider. It is the highlight of her day when she can catch her rider off guard and it just gets better the dirtier she gets doing it. She loves to drive everyone crazy by always mucking around in mud or dirt and never seems to be truly clean. Truly a child Paslath will throw a fit if told to behave or take a bath. She also likes to think of herself as a comedian and will do anything for a good laugh and if she can't get them through her jokes she'll get laughter from her antics. This is probably how she became so fond of being dirty because there is nothing funnier then a small delicate dragon covered in mud.
Clutch: Gold Oylth and Bronze Reneth
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Rank: Green Weyrling
Family:
Mother: Clirana and green Ukanyth, Telgar Weyr
Father: Z'ane (Zarilane) and brown Uepth, Telgar Weyr
Brother: Z'ranan and brown Denekth, Fort Weyr
Sister: Rilana and green Celmith, High Reaches Weyr
Brother: Laneran, Journeyman Healer, Silen Weyr
Sister: Ranarila, Candidate/Apprentice Healer, Southern Weyr
Appearance: Cliane is a beautiful woman. She stands at approximately 5'7" and weighs in at 138 pounds. Her body is lender with muscle tone. She has medium length brown hair that is a bit wavy. She has small eyes that are a clear jade green coloring. She is mostly seen in a tunic and pants. She saves wearing her dress for special occassions. She enjoys swimming and can be found near water, mostly in it.
Personality: Cliane is an approachable young lady. She is very understanding with young children. She loves children. She had her doubts about standing for the last clutch at Silent Weyr. She has a temper with small fuse. When she loses her temper, she tends to throw things. Though she doesn't really aim at anyone or anything. If someone is harmed during her tantrum, she gets quiet real quick and becomes distant for a few days afterward. She was stunned when little Ariath walked up to her with a piece of her shell in her mouth. It was all she could do to keep from laughing and crying at the same time.
History: Cliane grew up as the second to youngest child of five to brownrider Z'ane and greenrider Clirana. Cliane was handed over to wet nurse Averate. Who also became her foster mother. Cliane was taught to be helpsul and considerate of those with rank. Cliane chaffed at having to behave and do what anyone with rank told her to do. She was about fifteen and in her healing craft when she was caught up in a gold flight. She was bedded by a man named Slarkin. She knew he had a reputation for being strange in his bed furs. She didn't know how strange, and she had no intention of finding out. The next morning she woke up to find her body sore all over and several bruises on her body. She was scared. She had never had anything like that happen to her. She went to her foster mother and told her everything. All that earned her was a slap on the cheek. Cliane didn't under stand why her foster mother didn't believe her. Seven sevendays later she was walking by a weyr and accidently overheard her foster mother and Slarkin laughing about something. She listened in and heard them talking about the gold flight and him bedding her. He had been brutal and fierce to her. There was rumor that another goldflight was due and he planned on bedding her again.
That was all she needed to hear. She had had enough. She put in a transfer to Fort Weyr. She knew her older brother, Z'naran, would help her. Sure enough, Z'naran showed up the next day and took her to Fort Weyr. There she met and befriended Yirekan. They became really close. Cliane wasn't sure of her feelings for him until she and Yirekan got caught up in a mating flight. She learned that she was pregnant six sevendays after the flight. She was completely happy with her life. Until it changed again. She lost her child. She was cornered by Slarkin. He was at Fort Weyr claiming to be on Weyrbusiness. He tried to force her to leave with him. She flat out refused and kicked him in his goin. He punched her in the stomach. She started to bleed. She curled up in so much pain. Yirekin had seen Slarkin hit his beloved and came running in to save her. He punched Slarkin square in the jaw and broke it.
Cliane begged her brother to take her and her lover to Silent Weyr. She had heard about the Weyr and thought that would be a good place for her and Yirekan to go. She and her lover had been at Silent Weyr for a two sevendays before she and Yirekan were searched for Oylth and Reneth's last clutch. At the Hatching, Cliane impressed to cute little Ariath, while Yirekan impressed to small bronze Xlanth. Now, Cliane is anxious to graduate so she and Y'kan could actually be lovers again. Though this time, she hopes they might become more than just lovers.
Dragon stats (If your character has a dragon)
Name: Ariath
Age: Recently Hatched
Description: Ariath is a nice small mildly dark green all over her but for her stomach and wings. Her stomach and wings are a lighter green with a bit of a purplish sheen to them. Her wings and tail are a bit large for her, but she may grow into them. She may prove to be of average size when she reaches her full size. She has a nice little blotch on the tip of her tail that looks like it had been dipped into darker green.
Color: Green
Personality: Ariath is nothing like her physique would hint. A delicate looking creature she loves to play pranks, especially on her rider. It is the highlight of her day when she can catch her rider off guard and it just gets better the dirtier she gets doing it. She loves to drive everyone crazy by always mucking around in mud or dirt and never seems to be truly clean. Truly a child Paslath will throw a fit if told to behave or take a bath. She also likes to think of herself as a comedian and will do anything for a good laugh and if she can't get them through her jokes she'll get laughter from her antics. This is probably how she became so fond of being dirty because there is nothing funnier then a small delicate dragon covered in mud.
Clutch: Gold Oylth and Bronze Reneth