Post by Desert on Aug 4, 2009 19:05:47 GMT -5
Weyr: Talune
Name: Lek
Gender: female
Sexuality: hetero
Rank: weyrling
Age: 17
Appearance:
Lek is a diminuitive person: short in stature, willowy and rail-thin. She is slender and graceful, with a light, gentle touch and an unassuming presence. She is pretty enough, though too tiny to conform to the popular idea of beauty. Her face is sculpted and delicate, her eyes wide and guileless. Lek's emotions are easy to read on her face, which is mobile and expressive.
Lek's eyes are a soft milk-chocolate brown -- veins of a paler, chalky hue surround her pupil and radiate out through her iris, while the rim is made up of a darker sepia, with flecks of the dark-chocolate color scattered through her irises.
Her hair is stick-straight and long. It reaches halfway down her back, and is often woven into a utilitarian braid to keep it from getting tangled. The strands are of a pale, ashy blonde, and seem to have a silvery sheen when light strikes her hair just right.
Lek's complexion is naturally rather fair -- her skin refuses to tan, it just burns and goes back to pale. Because of this, she usually wears light-colored clothing; she prefers warm-tinted neutral colors. Some of her Gather regalia is black, and though she doesn't always wear it the black flatters her.
Personality:
Deep down, Lek is a very caring person. Gentle and kind, she wouldn't harm a fly, and she likes nothing better than being around friends. She isn't quite clingy, and social isn't a word that applies to Lek, but she does like company. She is an easy person to get along with: unassuming and kind-hearted, she never pries into another's business. She enjoys having people come to her to have someone to talk to; helping people gives Lek a deep sense of gratification.
For all that, Lek is quite shy. As a girl she was meek and mild, shy almost to the point of paranoia, with a tendency to get overly anxious. She can be a bit high-strung at times, and easily stressed. She bottles up her emotions inside herself, though when they burst out it is not in a flare of temper, since the gentle Lek is almost impossible to goad into anger, but it often takes the form of an anxiety attack.
Hopefully, when she Impressed, her dragon will help mellow this characteristic.
History:
Lek's family were originally from a Hold around where Telgar used to be, but they moved South. Lek had been too young at that point to understand why they had suddenly fled the cold and found refuge in the humid embrace of the Southern Continent.
They made themselves useful in Talune Hold, keeping themselves so busy that Lek didn't have time to get too edgy or homesick, so she adjusted to her new life quickly for such a shy young girl.
Shortly after she Turned fifteen, the crimson watch dragon suddenly started taking an intense interest in her. Knowing the reds' skill in Searching, her family jovially allowed her to be shipped off to the Weyr to be a candidate.
Lek's shy, unassuming nature soon caused her to withdraw into herself, intimidated by the activity of the Weyr and the weyrfolk's less inhibited lifestyle. She became very meek, her high-strung nerves tightened frequently to almost the snapping point. Many wondered how that crimson had sensed candidate potential in her when they first saw Lek's nervousness.
Father: Juldas
Mother: Maerna
Siblings: none
Pets: none
Dragon Name: Pwath
Dragon Color: green
Age: hatchling
Personality:
Personality:
Pwath is a rather...excitable dragon, with a very strong personality if only for the fact she literally brightens up a room once she steps into it. People cannot help but fall victim to her perpetually innocent charm and sometimes silly wit. She's easily the sterotypical female Green, what with all her moods going to the far extremes even when an upcoming Rising is not the cause. Luckily, though, the small dear has a fair dose of common sense that most Greens seem to lack, so she does know when to tune it down and when to be on her "bestest" behavior. Pwath has a way with making up words to suit her own magical, fairy tale view of life. Everything is sunshine and roses to her, and that reflects in how she speaks with her child-like, but not childish, phrases and fictional words. It is not uncommon for one to hear her saying things like: nom, nummies, pwease, bestest, wittle, amazazing, or something akin to "Buts...I wants that things with that face and that somethings." It's just one of her odd little-or, rather, wittle-quirks that makes her terribly endearing.
On a side note, Pwath needs time to get used to people. New surroundings tend to frighten her, so much to the point that she takes to suckling on the closest thing that will allow her to, usually her Mine or, as she did upon her hatching day, X'vier. That is, of course, when he's around and will allow her to. She's normally shy with most male riders (this does not extend to their male or female dragons, oddly) and really has to be around them to even begin to be comfortable. It is one of the reasons her unintentional fondness of the male Brownrider is rather amusing and strange.
Pwath does not quite understand her own strength, and more than likely never will, and has a tendency to pounce on things when she gets excited and wag her tail much like a canine. She's very much a child at heart, and cannot be cruel to save her life.
Appearance:
Pwath bears an unusual set of teeth for a dragon: they are more rounded than pointed, and make eating a touch more difficult for her. On the plus side, though, when she's chewing on things for security and reassurance, at least she doesn't rip someone apart. To go along with this natural need, her body is decidely delicately built, but evenly porportioned so, quite lithe and she will be a gem in the air when she can manage to fly. She is by now means the smallest Green that will grace the Weyr-that's currently Mistith's title-but she will be on the smaller scale, with abnormally wide wings that will only start to make their appearance when she is about six or so odd months old, this granting her excellent turning skills. Her hide is a vibrant, flawless shade of yellow-green, with her wing membranes being a slightly lighter shade, though this is not very easily spotted.
Other:
Lek: cornflowerblue
Pwath: yellowgreen
