Post by HG on Oct 9, 2011 7:36:09 GMT -5
All Members may vote once between now and Saturday (unless everyone votes before then which will get me to close this sooner. hint hint, nudge nudge)
Smara and I will make a final decision should there be a tie.
Here is a scoring rubric for you all to keep in mind while reading the bios:
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A cultured, elegant laugh followed, flowing through her rider’s mind like wine, and the gold stepped forward to twine her tail around Essa's ankle.
We shall soon give them a show to remember, my love, but until then, perhaps food is in order?[/color]
The pair worked hard in their Weyrling lessons, never being the best students but always being some of the hardest working. They took every lesson seriously, Essa wanting to prove that Rhiannoth had chosen correctly and the young dragon just wanting to show that she was going to make a worthy queen.
They graduated but their joy was short lived. Shortly after the ceremony, Haven Weyr was attacked by the Holdless and the Weyr lost both their gold dragons. Haven needed a gold to help keep order and it was decided that Essa and Rhiannoth would be sent then. The first months there were hard for the pair as they had to prove themselves to a new group of riders but it gave Rhiannoth the chance to finally take charge and throw her weight around. The dragons of Haven Weyr quickly grew to respect the young queen and more then a few of the Weyrs bronzes took the time to try and charm her, hoping it would give them an advantage when she had her first flight.
But Rhiannoth’s first flight never came. After about a turn of getting Haven back on its feet, Raelwyn and Queen Aeriath came to Haven. Worried that there was a chance Rhiannoth could be infertile, Raelwyn and Aeriath had decided to have their next flight at Haven. And with A’lez getting ready to try and open up talks between the North and South, they felt that Essa may be of more help to Refuge Weyr.
Clutch: Gold Aeriath's 4th by Bronze Zorometh
Hatching Order: From The Enchanting Great Queen Egg
Text Color: EEC900
Mind Voice: Cate Blanchett[/quote]
Smara and I will make a final decision should there be a tie.
Here is a scoring rubric for you all to keep in mind while reading the bios:
1.
Character Info:
Name: Suynie (Soo-nee)
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Rank: Goldrider
Family:
Mother: Ayunae (Ah-you-nay), cothold resident, 50
Father: Samter, farmer, 58
Brother: Gylle (Gill), Dragonshield Member, 31
Appearance: Suynie has thick, wavy black hair that falls smoothly to just beneath her shoulders where it ends in a soft curl. Her skin is fair despite being a native Southerner and her flawless complexion compliments her big brown eyes. Suynie’s lips are full and pert and they’re usually curved into a welcoming smile. She speaks with a regal lift to her head, and has a smooth gait that accentuates the small flare of her hips. The weyrwoman dresses in simple, but fitted, jerkins and breeches and is most comfortable in her riding boots. Even though her clothes may be simple, no one should be fooled into thinking that this goldrider isn't elegant.
She’s tall at 5’8”, and has a regal profile, that is outlined by her confident stance. With her tall, willowy form, Suynie is not a very voluptious woman, but is toned and in shape from dragonriding. Her fingers, once soft and delicate from her work as a weavercrafter, have toughened and calloused from the manual care she gives her dragon. Suynie has the usual amount of scars flicked over her body, and there's one on the side of her leg that she received when she took a fall as a child.
Suynie may not be beautiful, but with her slender figure, and the poise that she exudes, she does cast an interesting silhouette that demands attention.
Body Model:
Personality: Much like her dragon, Suynie is the essence of what a lady should be- poised, elegant, graceful, and the very picture of proper etiquette. Unlike her dragon, however, Suynie isn't nearly as suave with the opposite sex and more often than not some of Rhiannoth's quips with bronze and brown dragons leaves Suynie with a soft blush over her cheeks. Suynie didn't grow up sheltered, but she did grow up with a mother who was determined to impress upon Suynie how important it was to be a lady. Of course, the southern woman would never have dreamed that Suynie would become a dragonrider- she was preparing her daughter for a good marriage!
The weak point of Suynie's graceful nature is that she is rather blunt. The woman usually soothes over her, sometimes, harsh words with a kind smile. She’s a born leader and knows how to mediate fairly between the members of the Weyr. Hard working and honest, Suynie will some day become a leader that people can look up to. She’s been single for a while and doesn’t plan on changing that any time soon as she considers her work and duties to the Weyr to be the most important part of her life outside of Rhiannoth.
The one thing that worries Suynie the most is that her beautiful Rhiannoth has still not risen to mate. Not that Suynie's anxious to bed some strange man, but Suynie knows with the increasing danger towards gold dragons that it is necessary for Rhiannoth to clutch and provide the Weyr with a strong group of dragons. Rarely one drawn into anger, the quickest way to see Suynie riled up is to mention the Holdless attack that occured at Haven Weyr. Ever since the death of Haven's queens, Suynie has found herself harboring more and more dislike and hatred towards the Holdless people.
Hobbies/Skills: Journeywoman Weavercrafter
History: Suynie was born at a small cothold beholden to Refuge Weyr. It was her mother's biggest wish for Suynie to be chosen to be the Lady of a "real" Hold. From as far back as Suynie can remember she was drille daily on the proper etiquette of a Lady by her mother. They worked tirelessly on the proper way to walk, dance, laugh, and chew your food. Now that Suynie is a goldrider at the Weyr she looks back on these memories and laughs, but at the time they consumed her life.
Suynie was given the traditional schooling of a cothold child, and what she lacked in receiving from the harper, her mother filled her in with her on opinions. Suynie's mother- Ayunae- considered herself to be the authority on current events, history, and of course, if the cothold would listen to her _her_ they would be much more prosperous. Suynie never realized how ridiculous some of her mother's notions were until she apprenticed to the Weavercraft and was able to spend some time away from home. (After all, a Lady in Waiting- as her mother liked to call her- had to do something to occupy herself.)
Fortunately for Suynie, she enjoyed the Weavercraft and found herself rather adept at it. Spending her time weaving wonderfully colored creations together was far more interesting than listening to her mother talk about the latest gossip from the Weyr. Suynie barely listened while her mother spoke of "holdless people" and their feelings towards the dragonriders.
When Suynie was eighteen, now a journeywoman, she was stationed at Refuge Weyr where she would be able to continue her training. Once again, Suynie considered it a wonderful chance to get away from her mother for a while. For Turns Suynie had listened to her mother talk about the "horrors of the Weyr", and she was ready to see them for herself! Only, when she arrived at the Weyr she didn't find any "horrors" and actually found the liberal atmosphere much less restricting than her mother's home.
Suynie can vividly remember the first time she was at the Weyr during one of the Holdless attacks. She also remembers hiding in the weavers' workshop while the Weyr defended itself. Apparently her mother hadn't been completely amiss when she spoke of the Holdless peoples' feelings towards the dragonriders. Only, Suynie couldn't imagine why anyone would hate the dragonriders, they were their saviours, right?
At twenty-two, Suynie received the opportunity to become a candidate, and even though she loved her craft dearly, she couldn't let the opportunity to pass. Suynie never stepped onto the Sands thinking that she would Impress to the beautiful, gold dragon that stepped from it's enormous shell. She hadn't even really thought she would Impress at all. But after watching the gold dragon knock over a few girls, Suynie had suddenly come face to face with a large, wedge-shaped head with whirling eyes.
Weyrlinghood was a good time for Suynie and her lovely Rhiannoth. Even though they weren't quite the same as the other Weyrlings, Suynie still managed to make friends among her peers (when Rhiannoth wasn't saying things that made her blush.)
Nearly twenty-five, Suynie felt the heartbreak of Haven Weyr's tragedy when word came that two of their golds had been killed in an attack made by the Holdless band. That sadness was replaced by emotions that rarely filled Suynie- anger and hatred. How dare the Holdless commit a crime such as killing a dragon! And not just any dragon- a queen. Suynie and Rhiannoth gladly went to Haven Weyr to help the people rally themselves and begin to rebuild that which was lost.
Name: Rhiannoth (Ree-ann-oth)
Impressed To: Suynie
Color: Gold
Age: 2.5 Turns
Description:
Beautifully proportioned, this queen certainly has her mother’s lovely build, for there is no denying how stunning she is. Every single thing about Rhiannoth is perfect, from her gorgeous face all the way to her flawless legs. The very epitome of a gold dragon, there is not one single flaw on her unblemished hide.
Built lithe and gorgeous, she will one day grow even larger than her mother, standing several feet above Aeriath in size. With an innate grace and sense of poise, even weyrlinghood will not find this dragonet clumsy in the slightest. From the moment she hatches, Rhiannoth will be perfectly graceful and elegant in movement.
In coloration, the queen is just slightly darker than her dame, holding the hue of a sunflower in full bloom. Her hide is iridescent, like Aeriath’s, and instead of holding the usual metallic sheen, it dances with an array of silver and gold when the light strikes her. Her stomach and paws are of a lighter hue, while her claws and neckridges are a deep, burnished gold in color.
Personality:
Very much her mother’s daughter, Rhiannoth holds a very dignified, cultured air about her that is unmistakably all lady. Poised and elegant, there will not be a single dragon that could miss the refined traits of this lovely gold. Regal in every respect, she will be quite a lady through everything, whether it be wonderful or terrible. Nothing will strip this queen of her noble air. Rhiannoth will walk, talk, and move gracefully, her body sinuous and her words smooth.
Extremely confident, this dragon will always take control when she wishes, and Aeriath is the single individual she will obey without question. A leader through and through, this gold has a quick mind and an intensely powerful influence. Because of her elegant and noble air, Rhiannoth is a very enchanting presence, which only makes her that much of a natural leader. Other dragons will easily see her as their queen, for her strong and powerful will is not to be denied.
This gold also adores being complimented, like her mother, but she plays a bit of a rougher game than Aeriath. Rhiannoth is a very powerful and clever queen, and she can fluster almost any dragon; bronze, brown, or blue alike. In flirtations, she is smooth and holds a masterful wit, and any dragon who wishes to verbally jest or flirt with this gold had better be quick on their paws. Rhiannoth is quite the ringmaster, playing all of her admirers with perfect expertise, charming everyone and very much the entertainer when she wants to be.
Only the cleverest dragons will be able to keep pace with her when she really gets going, for she can quickly turn up the heat, and this will only make the males that much more determined to impress her. This queen can win you over easily, like an angel sweeping you off your feet, and will hold your heart. After she does, however, watch out. Rhiannoth can be quite hard to handle. To her bonded, however, she will be completely loving and in utter adoration of her chosen rider.
History: However, attention was effectively wrenched away from these two when a loud crack echoed throughout the cavern, and a large, wide fracture ran down the side of the Enchanting Great Queen Egg. The greens were, sadly, forgotten for the moment as nearly everyone within the cavern diverted their attention to the gorgeous golden shell. Almost as if receiving all the encouragement she needed to hatch, the dragonet within suddenly began her struggle anew, a golden foot smashing through the shell. Leaning forward, Raelwyn unknowingly mirrored her dragoness in every way, for Aeriath leaned closer as well, watching her daughter intently. With powerful strikes, the Enchanting Great Queen Egg was crumbling about the new queen, and soon enough the lady within was mostly revealed.
Much larger than her dame was upon hatching, the young queen raised her head and surveyed those watching her coolly, her movements slow and fluid. A lovely color danced upon her hide, a shade or so darker than Aeriath’s, and she was, without a doubt, beautifully proportioned. A sigh of relief swept through those watching, glad to see their new queen was safe and sound. Arching her neck, the gold raised her head to watch her mother, and Aeriath hummed in approval, lowering her neck to touch her nose to the young gold’s. With that brief contact, the dragonet swung her tail and easily broke the last bit of shell, stepping away from her egg gracefully.
Stepping forward, the Enchanting Great Queen displayed a charm and poise that had never been seen upon the sands, her movements even more elegant than her other green sisters who had seemed graceful at the time. Prowling near the candidates with a feline-like grace, the gold arched her neck and laughed, her smooth, lovely voice echoing throughout every mind in the cavern. Pausing, her body perfectly balanced, the young queen eyed the candidates before darting forward, poetry in motion.
Regal and refined, everything about this dragonet was beauty made real, her lithe body and perfect hide glittering in the glowlight. Dancing among the females, the dragonet moved among them all, dashing and darting this way and that until every girl had to turn in circles to keep up with her. Leaping past Anaryn, she left a deep gash down the girl’s leg, one that would likely need stitches when the hatching was through.
Still moving through her frantic dance, the gold knocked Vaylee over, her sharp claws shredding the girl’s right leg and arm. Not life-threatening, but rather painful, those wounds would need stitches as well. Another girl received the same treatment, except upon her stomach, while Zaylee was scored across both of her legs as well. It had not been her intention to injure them, merely to play, but the queen did not know her own strength and power, and she soon shook her head, slowing to a prowl once more.
Lifting her head primly, the gold sauntered past the girls now, intent on ignoring them until she reached Hers. If they were too stupid to play her game correctly, then they were not worthy of her time. Stalking smoothly and lithely towards her chosen, the queen paused before her, neck arched and her body taut to show off how lovely she was. Ah, my rider, I am Rhiannoth, your dragon and Refuge’s second queen. Never forget that, my love, for we are too precious to ignore.
+at 1.5 Turns sent to help organize Haven Weyr after the attack there
+at 2.5 Turns sent back to Refuge as Aeriath and Realwyn took control of Haven. Being a proven pair.
Has yet to rise to mate, like her mother she's a late bloomer.
Clutch: Gold Aeriath's 4th by Bronze Zorometh
Hatching Order: From The Enchanting Great Queen Egg
Text Color: EEC900
Mind Voice: Cate Blanchett www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dr_i2w0W-ZM&feature=related
Name: Suynie (Soo-nee)
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Rank: Goldrider
Family:
Mother: Ayunae (Ah-you-nay), cothold resident, 50
Father: Samter, farmer, 58
Brother: Gylle (Gill), Dragonshield Member, 31
Appearance: Suynie has thick, wavy black hair that falls smoothly to just beneath her shoulders where it ends in a soft curl. Her skin is fair despite being a native Southerner and her flawless complexion compliments her big brown eyes. Suynie’s lips are full and pert and they’re usually curved into a welcoming smile. She speaks with a regal lift to her head, and has a smooth gait that accentuates the small flare of her hips. The weyrwoman dresses in simple, but fitted, jerkins and breeches and is most comfortable in her riding boots. Even though her clothes may be simple, no one should be fooled into thinking that this goldrider isn't elegant.
She’s tall at 5’8”, and has a regal profile, that is outlined by her confident stance. With her tall, willowy form, Suynie is not a very voluptious woman, but is toned and in shape from dragonriding. Her fingers, once soft and delicate from her work as a weavercrafter, have toughened and calloused from the manual care she gives her dragon. Suynie has the usual amount of scars flicked over her body, and there's one on the side of her leg that she received when she took a fall as a child.
Suynie may not be beautiful, but with her slender figure, and the poise that she exudes, she does cast an interesting silhouette that demands attention.
Body Model:
Personality: Much like her dragon, Suynie is the essence of what a lady should be- poised, elegant, graceful, and the very picture of proper etiquette. Unlike her dragon, however, Suynie isn't nearly as suave with the opposite sex and more often than not some of Rhiannoth's quips with bronze and brown dragons leaves Suynie with a soft blush over her cheeks. Suynie didn't grow up sheltered, but she did grow up with a mother who was determined to impress upon Suynie how important it was to be a lady. Of course, the southern woman would never have dreamed that Suynie would become a dragonrider- she was preparing her daughter for a good marriage!
The weak point of Suynie's graceful nature is that she is rather blunt. The woman usually soothes over her, sometimes, harsh words with a kind smile. She’s a born leader and knows how to mediate fairly between the members of the Weyr. Hard working and honest, Suynie will some day become a leader that people can look up to. She’s been single for a while and doesn’t plan on changing that any time soon as she considers her work and duties to the Weyr to be the most important part of her life outside of Rhiannoth.
The one thing that worries Suynie the most is that her beautiful Rhiannoth has still not risen to mate. Not that Suynie's anxious to bed some strange man, but Suynie knows with the increasing danger towards gold dragons that it is necessary for Rhiannoth to clutch and provide the Weyr with a strong group of dragons. Rarely one drawn into anger, the quickest way to see Suynie riled up is to mention the Holdless attack that occured at Haven Weyr. Ever since the death of Haven's queens, Suynie has found herself harboring more and more dislike and hatred towards the Holdless people.
Hobbies/Skills: Journeywoman Weavercrafter
History: Suynie was born at a small cothold beholden to Refuge Weyr. It was her mother's biggest wish for Suynie to be chosen to be the Lady of a "real" Hold. From as far back as Suynie can remember she was drille daily on the proper etiquette of a Lady by her mother. They worked tirelessly on the proper way to walk, dance, laugh, and chew your food. Now that Suynie is a goldrider at the Weyr she looks back on these memories and laughs, but at the time they consumed her life.
Suynie was given the traditional schooling of a cothold child, and what she lacked in receiving from the harper, her mother filled her in with her on opinions. Suynie's mother- Ayunae- considered herself to be the authority on current events, history, and of course, if the cothold would listen to her _her_ they would be much more prosperous. Suynie never realized how ridiculous some of her mother's notions were until she apprenticed to the Weavercraft and was able to spend some time away from home. (After all, a Lady in Waiting- as her mother liked to call her- had to do something to occupy herself.)
Fortunately for Suynie, she enjoyed the Weavercraft and found herself rather adept at it. Spending her time weaving wonderfully colored creations together was far more interesting than listening to her mother talk about the latest gossip from the Weyr. Suynie barely listened while her mother spoke of "holdless people" and their feelings towards the dragonriders.
When Suynie was eighteen, now a journeywoman, she was stationed at Refuge Weyr where she would be able to continue her training. Once again, Suynie considered it a wonderful chance to get away from her mother for a while. For Turns Suynie had listened to her mother talk about the "horrors of the Weyr", and she was ready to see them for herself! Only, when she arrived at the Weyr she didn't find any "horrors" and actually found the liberal atmosphere much less restricting than her mother's home.
Suynie can vividly remember the first time she was at the Weyr during one of the Holdless attacks. She also remembers hiding in the weavers' workshop while the Weyr defended itself. Apparently her mother hadn't been completely amiss when she spoke of the Holdless peoples' feelings towards the dragonriders. Only, Suynie couldn't imagine why anyone would hate the dragonriders, they were their saviours, right?
At twenty-two, Suynie received the opportunity to become a candidate, and even though she loved her craft dearly, she couldn't let the opportunity to pass. Suynie never stepped onto the Sands thinking that she would Impress to the beautiful, gold dragon that stepped from it's enormous shell. She hadn't even really thought she would Impress at all. But after watching the gold dragon knock over a few girls, Suynie had suddenly come face to face with a large, wedge-shaped head with whirling eyes.
Weyrlinghood was a good time for Suynie and her lovely Rhiannoth. Even though they weren't quite the same as the other Weyrlings, Suynie still managed to make friends among her peers (when Rhiannoth wasn't saying things that made her blush.)
Nearly twenty-five, Suynie felt the heartbreak of Haven Weyr's tragedy when word came that two of their golds had been killed in an attack made by the Holdless band. That sadness was replaced by emotions that rarely filled Suynie- anger and hatred. How dare the Holdless commit a crime such as killing a dragon! And not just any dragon- a queen. Suynie and Rhiannoth gladly went to Haven Weyr to help the people rally themselves and begin to rebuild that which was lost.
Name: Rhiannoth (Ree-ann-oth)
Impressed To: Suynie
Color: Gold
Age: 2.5 Turns
Description:
Beautifully proportioned, this queen certainly has her mother’s lovely build, for there is no denying how stunning she is. Every single thing about Rhiannoth is perfect, from her gorgeous face all the way to her flawless legs. The very epitome of a gold dragon, there is not one single flaw on her unblemished hide.
Built lithe and gorgeous, she will one day grow even larger than her mother, standing several feet above Aeriath in size. With an innate grace and sense of poise, even weyrlinghood will not find this dragonet clumsy in the slightest. From the moment she hatches, Rhiannoth will be perfectly graceful and elegant in movement.
In coloration, the queen is just slightly darker than her dame, holding the hue of a sunflower in full bloom. Her hide is iridescent, like Aeriath’s, and instead of holding the usual metallic sheen, it dances with an array of silver and gold when the light strikes her. Her stomach and paws are of a lighter hue, while her claws and neckridges are a deep, burnished gold in color.
Personality:
Very much her mother’s daughter, Rhiannoth holds a very dignified, cultured air about her that is unmistakably all lady. Poised and elegant, there will not be a single dragon that could miss the refined traits of this lovely gold. Regal in every respect, she will be quite a lady through everything, whether it be wonderful or terrible. Nothing will strip this queen of her noble air. Rhiannoth will walk, talk, and move gracefully, her body sinuous and her words smooth.
Extremely confident, this dragon will always take control when she wishes, and Aeriath is the single individual she will obey without question. A leader through and through, this gold has a quick mind and an intensely powerful influence. Because of her elegant and noble air, Rhiannoth is a very enchanting presence, which only makes her that much of a natural leader. Other dragons will easily see her as their queen, for her strong and powerful will is not to be denied.
This gold also adores being complimented, like her mother, but she plays a bit of a rougher game than Aeriath. Rhiannoth is a very powerful and clever queen, and she can fluster almost any dragon; bronze, brown, or blue alike. In flirtations, she is smooth and holds a masterful wit, and any dragon who wishes to verbally jest or flirt with this gold had better be quick on their paws. Rhiannoth is quite the ringmaster, playing all of her admirers with perfect expertise, charming everyone and very much the entertainer when she wants to be.
Only the cleverest dragons will be able to keep pace with her when she really gets going, for she can quickly turn up the heat, and this will only make the males that much more determined to impress her. This queen can win you over easily, like an angel sweeping you off your feet, and will hold your heart. After she does, however, watch out. Rhiannoth can be quite hard to handle. To her bonded, however, she will be completely loving and in utter adoration of her chosen rider.
History: However, attention was effectively wrenched away from these two when a loud crack echoed throughout the cavern, and a large, wide fracture ran down the side of the Enchanting Great Queen Egg. The greens were, sadly, forgotten for the moment as nearly everyone within the cavern diverted their attention to the gorgeous golden shell. Almost as if receiving all the encouragement she needed to hatch, the dragonet within suddenly began her struggle anew, a golden foot smashing through the shell. Leaning forward, Raelwyn unknowingly mirrored her dragoness in every way, for Aeriath leaned closer as well, watching her daughter intently. With powerful strikes, the Enchanting Great Queen Egg was crumbling about the new queen, and soon enough the lady within was mostly revealed.
Much larger than her dame was upon hatching, the young queen raised her head and surveyed those watching her coolly, her movements slow and fluid. A lovely color danced upon her hide, a shade or so darker than Aeriath’s, and she was, without a doubt, beautifully proportioned. A sigh of relief swept through those watching, glad to see their new queen was safe and sound. Arching her neck, the gold raised her head to watch her mother, and Aeriath hummed in approval, lowering her neck to touch her nose to the young gold’s. With that brief contact, the dragonet swung her tail and easily broke the last bit of shell, stepping away from her egg gracefully.
Stepping forward, the Enchanting Great Queen displayed a charm and poise that had never been seen upon the sands, her movements even more elegant than her other green sisters who had seemed graceful at the time. Prowling near the candidates with a feline-like grace, the gold arched her neck and laughed, her smooth, lovely voice echoing throughout every mind in the cavern. Pausing, her body perfectly balanced, the young queen eyed the candidates before darting forward, poetry in motion.
Regal and refined, everything about this dragonet was beauty made real, her lithe body and perfect hide glittering in the glowlight. Dancing among the females, the dragonet moved among them all, dashing and darting this way and that until every girl had to turn in circles to keep up with her. Leaping past Anaryn, she left a deep gash down the girl’s leg, one that would likely need stitches when the hatching was through.
Still moving through her frantic dance, the gold knocked Vaylee over, her sharp claws shredding the girl’s right leg and arm. Not life-threatening, but rather painful, those wounds would need stitches as well. Another girl received the same treatment, except upon her stomach, while Zaylee was scored across both of her legs as well. It had not been her intention to injure them, merely to play, but the queen did not know her own strength and power, and she soon shook her head, slowing to a prowl once more.
Lifting her head primly, the gold sauntered past the girls now, intent on ignoring them until she reached Hers. If they were too stupid to play her game correctly, then they were not worthy of her time. Stalking smoothly and lithely towards her chosen, the queen paused before her, neck arched and her body taut to show off how lovely she was. Ah, my rider, I am Rhiannoth, your dragon and Refuge’s second queen. Never forget that, my love, for we are too precious to ignore.
+at 1.5 Turns sent to help organize Haven Weyr after the attack there
+at 2.5 Turns sent back to Refuge as Aeriath and Realwyn took control of Haven. Being a proven pair.
Has yet to rise to mate, like her mother she's a late bloomer.
Clutch: Gold Aeriath's 4th by Bronze Zorometh
Hatching Order: From The Enchanting Great Queen Egg
Text Color: EEC900
Mind Voice: Cate Blanchett www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dr_i2w0W-ZM&feature=related
2.
Character Info:
Name: Essabellona
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Rank: Goldrider
Family:
Father: Ardor (53 turns)
Mother: Issath (49 turns)
Brothers: Ardare (25 turns), Artod (23 turns), Yusoko (18 turns)
Sister: Kaless (20 turns)
Appearance: 
Playby: Zoe Saldana
Though she’s from the North, Essa has always had the look of someone born in the South. Her darker skin tones fit in nicely with the South’s tropical sun and heat, making it so the women rarely suffers from sunburns. Her jet black hair is often tied back in a braid, keeping it out of the way especially when she’s flying. Even when she lets it down, she keeps a tie around her wrist, having learned that life at a Weyr is unpredictable.
Though Essa’s face is far from the most beautiful one in the Weyr, hers is one of the most friendly ones. The young woman is quick to share a smile with others; large joyous ones at the sound of good news, coy flirty ones with some of the bronze riders, and the carefree grin that only a flight on the back of Rhiannoth can bring to her lips. Her dark brown eyes light up with her smiles as well and make it hard for Essa to fake them.
Standing at 5’7, Essabellona is a slime, lithe women thanks to hard training that came with Impressing a dragon. While she has some womanly curves, she does not have a figure that makes other women jealous. She knows how to flatter her figure though and is quite comfortable with her body now days.
Since she’s spent the last turn at Haven Weyr helping to get it back on its feet, Essa is almost always wearing her riding leathers. She wears nothing flashy, only the knot at her breast showing that she’s a goldrider. Her gear is kept in tip-top shape though, well oiled and cared for with any tear quickly being patched up.
Personality: Out of all the kids to come from the North, Essa has probably been forced to change the most. On the outside she is still the same Essaballona. Always kind and polite to everyone she meets, a good listener, and patient. Before taking over at Haven Weyr, she was always willing to take time out of her day to talk with others and try to give them help.
Before going on the trip South, Essa came off as a meek, obedient girl. That was how a girl in the North was suppose to be, especially if she was the daughter of a holder, even a minor holder. She knew what was expected of her and did her best to live up to those expectations. The trip south helped bring out the steel in her. She quickly grew to admire the independence that women in the South, especially in the Weyr, had. She started to assert herself a little more though continued to be polite about things.
One of the most important skills Essa has is her natural ability to just get along with people. One the trip South she did her best to get to know everyone and was even friendly with N’var. She listens first to people, offering them a sympathetic ear. She doesn’t want to start fights or arguments and often tries to stop them before they can be started.
The hardest part of Impressing a gold dragon for Essa was having to put aside her loyalties to the North. She loves her home, her family, and the friends she has and would do anything she could to try and help them. But Impressing a gold and having to take charge of Haven Weyr showed her that what she wants is meaningless, that the needs of Pern have to come first. She knows that the North is in trouble but also knows that the South has to be taken care of first.
Hobbies/Skills: Sewing, cooking, other lady like things she learned in the North. Her time in the South has taught her some swordplay though she’s only mediocre at it.
Pets:None
History:
Essabellona was the third child born to a minor holder. She grew up in the southern part of the North, on the same peninsula as Igen Hold. Though her family only held a minor hold, her father always had high hopes for all his children. He made sure they were all educated, and that he stayed on good terms with the other major holds in the area as well as some of the minor ones as he tired to find good marriages for his children.
Essa’s childhood was a normal one. She was always a happy girl who easily made friends with almost everyone she came across. Well liked and easy to get along with, when Igen came to her father with plans on putting together an expedition to go South and look for the riders, it was Essa he decided to send.
The trip South was a difficult one for everyone but Essa took each new challenge in stride; through the ocean storms, their rough landing, and their capture by the Dragon Shield, Essa kept her hopes up and did her best to keep everyone else optimistic as well.
She was disappointed when first meeting the Weyrleaders, having naively thought that the South would be willing to help them out right away when they heard about the troubles in the North. She kept her frustration to herself and tried to keep spirits up while they were held prisoner while the Weyrleaders decided what to do with them. Instead of being sent home empty handed, the Northerners were instead searched and offered the chance to stand for the upcoming hatching.
They didn’t have to wait long for that to happen. It was an exciting and nerve racking time for Essa, she didn’t give herself much of a chance at Impressing a dragon but just seeing dragons hatch was wonderful to her. The hatching of the gold dragonet was an amazing moment for her, never before had Essa seen such a graceful creature. Even as the young dragon stumbled and clawed at some of the other girls, Essa could see how magnificent she would grow to be. And Rhiannoth saw something similar in her as well. The gold’s voice that suddenly filled her mind was the most beautiful thing that Essa had ever heard.
Essa realized very quickly that her whole life had been changed by Impressing Rhiannoth. More was expected out of her during lessons and she did the best that she could, always putting forth 110% and asking for help outside of lessons when she needed it. But it wasn’t just learning a whole new set of skills, Impressing a gold meant she had to look at everything differently. Rhiannoth was quick to teach this to her, that no longer could they just look at what they wanted, they had to think of the whole Weyr.
When they finally graduated from Weyrling lessons, Essa had only a few days to enjoy being a newly made rider before news of the attack on Haven Weyr reached them. Options were discussed before it was decided that Refuge would send Essa and Rhiannoth to Haven to help them recover.
The move to Haven was difficult for Essa, once again she was leaving behind everyone she knew to start over again in a new place. But the riders at Haven made her feel welcomed and the new independence was good for Rhiannoth. Neither of them were perfect leaders but it gave them both a chance to grow and learn in ways they wouldn’t have had at Refuge. They stayed in touch with a few people at Refuge, but it was mostly for advice instead of social reasons, leading the Weyr was a full time job.
For a turn the pair helped rebuild Haven. When Raelwyn came to see how things were looking after the hatching of her most recent clutch, even she seemed impressed by how things had turned out. Raelwyn then informed Essa that she would be returning to Refuge Weyr, her time at Haven had clearly shown that she could lead and her knowledge of the North would be beneficial to A’lez. But before the gold rider could return to Refuge, Essa and Raelwyn learned that Refuge had been attacked by the Holdless. Their young gold survived but many of the Northern riders were killed, along with dozens of others in the Weyr. Once again Essa is heading to a Weyr recovering from a tragedy, one that hits closer to home for the young woman.
Dragon Info
Name: Rhiannoth
Color: Gold
Age: 2.5 turns
Description: Beautifully proportioned, this queen certainly has her mother’s lovely build, for there is no denying how stunning she is. Every single thing about Rhiannoth is perfect, from her gorgeous face all the way to her flawless legs. The very epitome of a gold dragon, there is not one single flaw on her unblemished hide.
Built lithe and gorgeous, she will one day grow even larger than her mother, standing several feet above Aeriath in size. With an innate grace and sense of poise, even weyrlinghood will not find this dragonet clumsy in the slightest. From the moment she hatches, Rhiannoth will be perfectly graceful and elegant in movement.
In coloration, the queen is just slightly darker than her dame, holding the hue of a sunflower in full bloom. Her hide is iridescent, like Aeriath’s, and instead of holding the usual metallic sheen, it dances with an array of silver and gold when the light strikes her. Her stomach and paws are of a lighter hue, while her claws and neckridges are a deep, burnished gold in color.
Personality: Very much her mother’s daughter, Rhiannoth holds a very dignified, cultured air about her that is unmistakably all lady. Poised and elegant, there will not be a single dragon that could miss the refined traits of this lovely gold. Regal in every respect, she will be quite a lady through everything, whether it be wonderful or terrible. Nothing will strip this queen of her noble air. Rhiannoth will walk, talk, and move gracefully, her body sinuous and her words smooth.
Extremely confident, this dragon will always take control when she wishes, and Aeriath is the single individual she will obey without question. A leader through and through, this gold has a quick mind and an intensely powerful influence. Because of her elegant and noble air, Rhiannoth is a very enchanting presence, which only makes her that much of a natural leader. Other dragons will easily see her as their queen, for her strong and powerful will is not to be denied.
This gold also adores being complimented, like her mother, but she plays a bit of a rougher game than Aeriath. Rhiannoth is a very powerful and clever queen, and she can fluster almost any dragon; bronze, brown, or blue alike. In flirtations, she is smooth and holds a masterful wit, and any dragon who wishes to verbally jest or flirt with this gold had better be quick on their paws. Rhiannoth is quite the ringmaster, playing all of her admirers with perfect expertise, charming everyone and very much the entertainer when she wants to be.
Only the cleverest dragons will be able to keep pace with her when she really gets going, for she can quickly turn up the heat, and this will only make the males that much more determined to impress her. This queen can win you over easily, like an angel sweeping you off your feet, and will hold your heart. After she does, however, watch out. Rhiannoth can be quite hard to handle. To her bonded, however, she will be completely loving and in utter adoration of her chosen rider.
History: However, attention was effectively wrenched away from these two when a loud crack echoed throughout the cavern, and a large, wide fracture ran down the side of the Enchanting Great Queen Egg. The greens were, sadly, forgotten for the moment as nearly everyone within the cavern diverted their attention to the gorgeous golden shell. Almost as if receiving all the encouragement she needed to hatch, the dragonet within suddenly began her struggle anew, a golden foot smashing through the shell. Leaning forward, Raelwyn unknowingly mirrored her dragoness in every way, for Aeriath leaned closer as well, watching her daughter intently. With powerful strikes, the Enchanting Great Queen Egg was crumbling about the new queen, and soon enough the lady within was mostly revealed.
Much larger than her dame was upon hatching, the young queen raised her head and surveyed those watching her coolly, her movements slow and fluid. A lovely color danced upon her hide, a shade or so darker than Aeriath’s, and she was, without a doubt, beautifully proportioned. A sigh of relief swept through those watching, glad to see their new queen was safe and sound. Arching her neck, the gold raised her head to watch her mother, and Aeriath hummed in approval, lowering her neck to touch her nose to the young gold’s. With that brief contact, the dragonet swung her tail and easily broke the last bit of shell, stepping away from her egg gracefully.
Stepping forward, the Enchanting Great Queen displayed a charm and poise that had never been seen upon the sands, her movements even more elegant than her other green sisters who had seemed graceful at the time. Prowling near the candidates with a feline-like grace, the gold arched her neck and laughed, her smooth, lovely voice echoing throughout every mind in the cavern. Pausing, her body perfectly balanced, the young queen eyed the candidates before darting forward, poetry in motion.
Regal and refined, everything about this dragonet was beauty made real, her lithe body and perfect hide glittering in the glowlight. Dancing among the females, the dragonet moved among them all, dashing and darting this way and that until every girl had to turn in circles to keep up with her. Leaping past Anaryn, she left a deep gash down the girl’s leg, one that would likely need stitches when the hatching was through.
Still moving through her frantic dance, the gold knocked Vaylee over, her sharp claws shredding the girl’s right leg and arm. Not life-threatening, but rather painful, those wounds would need stitches as well. Another girl received the same treatment, except upon her stomach, while Zaylee was scored across both of her legs as well. It had not been her intention to injure them, merely to play, but the queen did not know her own strength and power, and she soon shook her head, slowing to a prowl once more.
Lifting her head primly, the gold sauntered past the girls now, intent on ignoring them until she reached Hers. If they were too stupid to play her game correctly, then they were not worthy of her time. Stalking smoothly and lithely towards her chosen, the queen paused before her, neck arched and her body taut to show off how lovely she was.
Ah, my ChosenEssabellonaI shall only call you that once, my love. ‘Tis EssaMine, now. I am Rhiannoth, your dragon and Refuge’s second queen. Never forget that, my love, for we are too precious to ignore.
Name: Essabellona
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Rank: Goldrider
Family:
Father: Ardor (53 turns)
Mother: Issath (49 turns)
Brothers: Ardare (25 turns), Artod (23 turns), Yusoko (18 turns)
Sister: Kaless (20 turns)
Appearance:
Playby: Zoe Saldana
Though she’s from the North, Essa has always had the look of someone born in the South. Her darker skin tones fit in nicely with the South’s tropical sun and heat, making it so the women rarely suffers from sunburns. Her jet black hair is often tied back in a braid, keeping it out of the way especially when she’s flying. Even when she lets it down, she keeps a tie around her wrist, having learned that life at a Weyr is unpredictable.
Though Essa’s face is far from the most beautiful one in the Weyr, hers is one of the most friendly ones. The young woman is quick to share a smile with others; large joyous ones at the sound of good news, coy flirty ones with some of the bronze riders, and the carefree grin that only a flight on the back of Rhiannoth can bring to her lips. Her dark brown eyes light up with her smiles as well and make it hard for Essa to fake them.
Standing at 5’7, Essabellona is a slime, lithe women thanks to hard training that came with Impressing a dragon. While she has some womanly curves, she does not have a figure that makes other women jealous. She knows how to flatter her figure though and is quite comfortable with her body now days.
Since she’s spent the last turn at Haven Weyr helping to get it back on its feet, Essa is almost always wearing her riding leathers. She wears nothing flashy, only the knot at her breast showing that she’s a goldrider. Her gear is kept in tip-top shape though, well oiled and cared for with any tear quickly being patched up.
Personality: Out of all the kids to come from the North, Essa has probably been forced to change the most. On the outside she is still the same Essaballona. Always kind and polite to everyone she meets, a good listener, and patient. Before taking over at Haven Weyr, she was always willing to take time out of her day to talk with others and try to give them help.
Before going on the trip South, Essa came off as a meek, obedient girl. That was how a girl in the North was suppose to be, especially if she was the daughter of a holder, even a minor holder. She knew what was expected of her and did her best to live up to those expectations. The trip south helped bring out the steel in her. She quickly grew to admire the independence that women in the South, especially in the Weyr, had. She started to assert herself a little more though continued to be polite about things.
One of the most important skills Essa has is her natural ability to just get along with people. One the trip South she did her best to get to know everyone and was even friendly with N’var. She listens first to people, offering them a sympathetic ear. She doesn’t want to start fights or arguments and often tries to stop them before they can be started.
The hardest part of Impressing a gold dragon for Essa was having to put aside her loyalties to the North. She loves her home, her family, and the friends she has and would do anything she could to try and help them. But Impressing a gold and having to take charge of Haven Weyr showed her that what she wants is meaningless, that the needs of Pern have to come first. She knows that the North is in trouble but also knows that the South has to be taken care of first.
Hobbies/Skills: Sewing, cooking, other lady like things she learned in the North. Her time in the South has taught her some swordplay though she’s only mediocre at it.
Pets:None
History:
Essabellona was the third child born to a minor holder. She grew up in the southern part of the North, on the same peninsula as Igen Hold. Though her family only held a minor hold, her father always had high hopes for all his children. He made sure they were all educated, and that he stayed on good terms with the other major holds in the area as well as some of the minor ones as he tired to find good marriages for his children.
Essa’s childhood was a normal one. She was always a happy girl who easily made friends with almost everyone she came across. Well liked and easy to get along with, when Igen came to her father with plans on putting together an expedition to go South and look for the riders, it was Essa he decided to send.
The trip South was a difficult one for everyone but Essa took each new challenge in stride; through the ocean storms, their rough landing, and their capture by the Dragon Shield, Essa kept her hopes up and did her best to keep everyone else optimistic as well.
She was disappointed when first meeting the Weyrleaders, having naively thought that the South would be willing to help them out right away when they heard about the troubles in the North. She kept her frustration to herself and tried to keep spirits up while they were held prisoner while the Weyrleaders decided what to do with them. Instead of being sent home empty handed, the Northerners were instead searched and offered the chance to stand for the upcoming hatching.
They didn’t have to wait long for that to happen. It was an exciting and nerve racking time for Essa, she didn’t give herself much of a chance at Impressing a dragon but just seeing dragons hatch was wonderful to her. The hatching of the gold dragonet was an amazing moment for her, never before had Essa seen such a graceful creature. Even as the young dragon stumbled and clawed at some of the other girls, Essa could see how magnificent she would grow to be. And Rhiannoth saw something similar in her as well. The gold’s voice that suddenly filled her mind was the most beautiful thing that Essa had ever heard.
Essa realized very quickly that her whole life had been changed by Impressing Rhiannoth. More was expected out of her during lessons and she did the best that she could, always putting forth 110% and asking for help outside of lessons when she needed it. But it wasn’t just learning a whole new set of skills, Impressing a gold meant she had to look at everything differently. Rhiannoth was quick to teach this to her, that no longer could they just look at what they wanted, they had to think of the whole Weyr.
When they finally graduated from Weyrling lessons, Essa had only a few days to enjoy being a newly made rider before news of the attack on Haven Weyr reached them. Options were discussed before it was decided that Refuge would send Essa and Rhiannoth to Haven to help them recover.
The move to Haven was difficult for Essa, once again she was leaving behind everyone she knew to start over again in a new place. But the riders at Haven made her feel welcomed and the new independence was good for Rhiannoth. Neither of them were perfect leaders but it gave them both a chance to grow and learn in ways they wouldn’t have had at Refuge. They stayed in touch with a few people at Refuge, but it was mostly for advice instead of social reasons, leading the Weyr was a full time job.
For a turn the pair helped rebuild Haven. When Raelwyn came to see how things were looking after the hatching of her most recent clutch, even she seemed impressed by how things had turned out. Raelwyn then informed Essa that she would be returning to Refuge Weyr, her time at Haven had clearly shown that she could lead and her knowledge of the North would be beneficial to A’lez. But before the gold rider could return to Refuge, Essa and Raelwyn learned that Refuge had been attacked by the Holdless. Their young gold survived but many of the Northern riders were killed, along with dozens of others in the Weyr. Once again Essa is heading to a Weyr recovering from a tragedy, one that hits closer to home for the young woman.
Dragon Info
Name: Rhiannoth
Color: Gold
Age: 2.5 turns
Description: Beautifully proportioned, this queen certainly has her mother’s lovely build, for there is no denying how stunning she is. Every single thing about Rhiannoth is perfect, from her gorgeous face all the way to her flawless legs. The very epitome of a gold dragon, there is not one single flaw on her unblemished hide.
Built lithe and gorgeous, she will one day grow even larger than her mother, standing several feet above Aeriath in size. With an innate grace and sense of poise, even weyrlinghood will not find this dragonet clumsy in the slightest. From the moment she hatches, Rhiannoth will be perfectly graceful and elegant in movement.
In coloration, the queen is just slightly darker than her dame, holding the hue of a sunflower in full bloom. Her hide is iridescent, like Aeriath’s, and instead of holding the usual metallic sheen, it dances with an array of silver and gold when the light strikes her. Her stomach and paws are of a lighter hue, while her claws and neckridges are a deep, burnished gold in color.
Personality: Very much her mother’s daughter, Rhiannoth holds a very dignified, cultured air about her that is unmistakably all lady. Poised and elegant, there will not be a single dragon that could miss the refined traits of this lovely gold. Regal in every respect, she will be quite a lady through everything, whether it be wonderful or terrible. Nothing will strip this queen of her noble air. Rhiannoth will walk, talk, and move gracefully, her body sinuous and her words smooth.
Extremely confident, this dragon will always take control when she wishes, and Aeriath is the single individual she will obey without question. A leader through and through, this gold has a quick mind and an intensely powerful influence. Because of her elegant and noble air, Rhiannoth is a very enchanting presence, which only makes her that much of a natural leader. Other dragons will easily see her as their queen, for her strong and powerful will is not to be denied.
This gold also adores being complimented, like her mother, but she plays a bit of a rougher game than Aeriath. Rhiannoth is a very powerful and clever queen, and she can fluster almost any dragon; bronze, brown, or blue alike. In flirtations, she is smooth and holds a masterful wit, and any dragon who wishes to verbally jest or flirt with this gold had better be quick on their paws. Rhiannoth is quite the ringmaster, playing all of her admirers with perfect expertise, charming everyone and very much the entertainer when she wants to be.
Only the cleverest dragons will be able to keep pace with her when she really gets going, for she can quickly turn up the heat, and this will only make the males that much more determined to impress her. This queen can win you over easily, like an angel sweeping you off your feet, and will hold your heart. After she does, however, watch out. Rhiannoth can be quite hard to handle. To her bonded, however, she will be completely loving and in utter adoration of her chosen rider.
History: However, attention was effectively wrenched away from these two when a loud crack echoed throughout the cavern, and a large, wide fracture ran down the side of the Enchanting Great Queen Egg. The greens were, sadly, forgotten for the moment as nearly everyone within the cavern diverted their attention to the gorgeous golden shell. Almost as if receiving all the encouragement she needed to hatch, the dragonet within suddenly began her struggle anew, a golden foot smashing through the shell. Leaning forward, Raelwyn unknowingly mirrored her dragoness in every way, for Aeriath leaned closer as well, watching her daughter intently. With powerful strikes, the Enchanting Great Queen Egg was crumbling about the new queen, and soon enough the lady within was mostly revealed.
Much larger than her dame was upon hatching, the young queen raised her head and surveyed those watching her coolly, her movements slow and fluid. A lovely color danced upon her hide, a shade or so darker than Aeriath’s, and she was, without a doubt, beautifully proportioned. A sigh of relief swept through those watching, glad to see their new queen was safe and sound. Arching her neck, the gold raised her head to watch her mother, and Aeriath hummed in approval, lowering her neck to touch her nose to the young gold’s. With that brief contact, the dragonet swung her tail and easily broke the last bit of shell, stepping away from her egg gracefully.
Stepping forward, the Enchanting Great Queen displayed a charm and poise that had never been seen upon the sands, her movements even more elegant than her other green sisters who had seemed graceful at the time. Prowling near the candidates with a feline-like grace, the gold arched her neck and laughed, her smooth, lovely voice echoing throughout every mind in the cavern. Pausing, her body perfectly balanced, the young queen eyed the candidates before darting forward, poetry in motion.
Regal and refined, everything about this dragonet was beauty made real, her lithe body and perfect hide glittering in the glowlight. Dancing among the females, the dragonet moved among them all, dashing and darting this way and that until every girl had to turn in circles to keep up with her. Leaping past Anaryn, she left a deep gash down the girl’s leg, one that would likely need stitches when the hatching was through.
Still moving through her frantic dance, the gold knocked Vaylee over, her sharp claws shredding the girl’s right leg and arm. Not life-threatening, but rather painful, those wounds would need stitches as well. Another girl received the same treatment, except upon her stomach, while Zaylee was scored across both of her legs as well. It had not been her intention to injure them, merely to play, but the queen did not know her own strength and power, and she soon shook her head, slowing to a prowl once more.
Lifting her head primly, the gold sauntered past the girls now, intent on ignoring them until she reached Hers. If they were too stupid to play her game correctly, then they were not worthy of her time. Stalking smoothly and lithely towards her chosen, the queen paused before her, neck arched and her body taut to show off how lovely she was.
Ah, my ChosenEssabellonaI shall only call you that once, my love. ‘Tis EssaMine, now. I am Rhiannoth, your dragon and Refuge’s second queen. Never forget that, my love, for we are too precious to ignore.
A cultured, elegant laugh followed, flowing through her rider’s mind like wine, and the gold stepped forward to twine her tail around Essa's ankle.
We shall soon give them a show to remember, my love, but until then, perhaps food is in order?[/color]
The pair worked hard in their Weyrling lessons, never being the best students but always being some of the hardest working. They took every lesson seriously, Essa wanting to prove that Rhiannoth had chosen correctly and the young dragon just wanting to show that she was going to make a worthy queen.
They graduated but their joy was short lived. Shortly after the ceremony, Haven Weyr was attacked by the Holdless and the Weyr lost both their gold dragons. Haven needed a gold to help keep order and it was decided that Essa and Rhiannoth would be sent then. The first months there were hard for the pair as they had to prove themselves to a new group of riders but it gave Rhiannoth the chance to finally take charge and throw her weight around. The dragons of Haven Weyr quickly grew to respect the young queen and more then a few of the Weyrs bronzes took the time to try and charm her, hoping it would give them an advantage when she had her first flight.
But Rhiannoth’s first flight never came. After about a turn of getting Haven back on its feet, Raelwyn and Queen Aeriath came to Haven. Worried that there was a chance Rhiannoth could be infertile, Raelwyn and Aeriath had decided to have their next flight at Haven. And with A’lez getting ready to try and open up talks between the North and South, they felt that Essa may be of more help to Refuge Weyr.
Clutch: Gold Aeriath's 4th by Bronze Zorometh
Hatching Order: From The Enchanting Great Queen Egg
Text Color: EEC900
Mind Voice: Cate Blanchett[/quote]
