Post by Jester on Jul 7, 2010 6:50:07 GMT
Your name: Jester
Character Number:2
Character Name: Theo
Age: 22
Birth Season: Mid-Winter
Gender: female
Rank: dragonless.
Sexuality: heterosexual
Appearance: Theo stands at a solid 5’6, solid because of her hardened muscles from being a rider. Her skin is a rich olive only brought out more so by her time in the sun. The olive color is creamy as it stretches over her taunt muscles.
Her dark chestnut hair matches perfectly with her skin. Her long wavy locks end just below her butt. She keeps her long hair in a thick braid down her back. Her bangs frame her heart shaped face. Her grey eyes are a great contrast to the rest of her and are truly windows to her soul. One can tell Theo's mood by simply gazing into her eyes.
Theo once could have been known as beautiful, but that all changed after the attack in the valley. She now has a wound from a Basilisk's claws that runs from her right shoulder, down her back, and stops at her left hip. There is also a claw mark on her left forearm from when her own dragon saved her in the valley. Both are most likely to be left as scars when Theo heals.
Personality: Theo has gone from being shy to outgoing and then right back into her shell after Korath went between. She was once a person who saw something good in everybody. Theo been very good at making friends after Korath helped her get over being shy. The attack in the valley had undone the turns it had taken to get Theo out of her shell in a matter of minutes. Theo had been a girl who couldn't get enough of life and now couldn't care less what happened to her. The only things she feels now is the grief of losing Korath and the fear she now holds for the Basilisks.
History: Theo had been raised in Telgar weyr. Both of her parents had been healers so she had been raised right beside the dragons of the weyr. She had gone to every hatching that she could to watch candidates impress to the magnificent creatures. She never thought she would ever be able to stand upon the sands for her own chance, so she decided to take up her parents trade so that she could always be beside dragons.
It was when she was 17 turns old and apprenticed to her parents that it all changed. Theo was once again up in the stands at another hatching, watching to see who impressed when the murmur of the crowd changed. Many eyes were set on one of the eggs on the sands. It appeared to have cracked open but was being held closed by the dragonet within. The dragonet was refusing to come out for a reason.
Theo stared in confusion along with the rest of those in the stands when a voice entered her head Mine, I am tired of waiting. Your Korath wishes to see you first and you see Korath first. Theo could not make it down the stands fast enough as she ran to the egg that refused to open. As she slide to a stop in front of the egg it finally opened. Out walked the darkest green dragonet Theo had ever seen. Theo is too slow, don't keep your Korath waiting again. Theo and Korath were then thrown into weyrling training. During the time both Theo and Korath grew in many ways.
Just after weyrling training ended Korath told her rider she wished to join those going out west. Theo had learned to listen to her green and agreed to go. Theo soon grew love the new world her dragon had brought her to. Though she didn't know much about the west she still enjoyed it right along with her dragon.
It was on the day to the trip to the valley that it all changed. She and Korath had gone along with most of the weyr to explore the valley and some of the first to be attacked. It was only because of Korath's quick acting that Theo made it out alive, though not without a price. Korath had taken most of the damage but Theo was still clawed in the back by a basilisk. Korath had grabbed Theo's arm and pulled them both between back to the weyr. Korath had scratched up Theo's left arm that would leave Korath's claw marks on her forever. As soon as Korath knew her bonded was safe she left for the coldness of between and one last word for her bonded. Live to fly again Theo, though not with my wings.
Relation to Existing/Pending Character?: no
Future:Theo only wants for her nightmares to end and to finally forget about the past. I want her to face her fears and be shoved into a world that includes the basilisks
Pets:
i51.tinypic.com/zsk2et.jpg
Colour: Fade
Name: Knight
Appearance: A very strange little flitter, it’s not immediately obvious what colour he is. At first glances it may seem to be a cream colour, but on closer inspection his hide looks to be made up of several different colours. Here, a green, there, a blue, all overlaying a base coat of brown, but so pale! It’s almost as if someone’s thrown all the colours at this little flitt and then doused him in water, so that they all look washed out, faded, and in places it can be seen to bleed from one colour to the other in a drip-like pattern. His size, too, is a bit of a mismatch. With the overall size of a small blue, this flitt possesses a bulky, strong chest, perched awkwardly on fine, feminine legs, topped by a set of wings that look far too small for him, though finely crafted in their own right. So too is his head a little on the small side, set upon a serpentine neck, ending with a very long, prehensile tail. his exact gender is a bit of a mystery, for while he seems to identify as male, he possesses both sets of genitals.
Personality: A curious site for many, but distinctly uninquisitive, this firelizard seems happy to just let the world roll by. You could do almost anything to it, pick it up by it’s tail, poke it, bitch about it, it’s impossible to provoke... directly. For here’s the contradiction: it doesn’t seem to care what you may do ti it, but even think of touching Theo, and it’s a whole different ball game. You see, that’s the sole purpose of this flitt as it sees itself: to guard Theo, to always be there for her, and to be a calming influence on her life. It’s inactive because it’s watching, eavesdropping on your next move, anticipating the time when danger may threaten it’s human, in physical or psychological form, and when it does it’s like someone’s thrown a switch inside this flitt. Threaten Theo and it becomes a wher on defense of it’s Hold, flying at you teeth and claws drawn, no questions asked, yet if it is memories that plague her, it will become the sweetest of spice, there for her and only her to wash away the fear. It is for this reason, maybe, that this flitt harbors a hatred of anything green, human, flitt or dragon.
Character Number:2
Character Name: Theo
Age: 22
Birth Season: Mid-Winter
Gender: female
Rank: dragonless.
Sexuality: heterosexual
Appearance: Theo stands at a solid 5’6, solid because of her hardened muscles from being a rider. Her skin is a rich olive only brought out more so by her time in the sun. The olive color is creamy as it stretches over her taunt muscles.
Her dark chestnut hair matches perfectly with her skin. Her long wavy locks end just below her butt. She keeps her long hair in a thick braid down her back. Her bangs frame her heart shaped face. Her grey eyes are a great contrast to the rest of her and are truly windows to her soul. One can tell Theo's mood by simply gazing into her eyes.
Theo once could have been known as beautiful, but that all changed after the attack in the valley. She now has a wound from a Basilisk's claws that runs from her right shoulder, down her back, and stops at her left hip. There is also a claw mark on her left forearm from when her own dragon saved her in the valley. Both are most likely to be left as scars when Theo heals.
Personality: Theo has gone from being shy to outgoing and then right back into her shell after Korath went between. She was once a person who saw something good in everybody. Theo been very good at making friends after Korath helped her get over being shy. The attack in the valley had undone the turns it had taken to get Theo out of her shell in a matter of minutes. Theo had been a girl who couldn't get enough of life and now couldn't care less what happened to her. The only things she feels now is the grief of losing Korath and the fear she now holds for the Basilisks.
History: Theo had been raised in Telgar weyr. Both of her parents had been healers so she had been raised right beside the dragons of the weyr. She had gone to every hatching that she could to watch candidates impress to the magnificent creatures. She never thought she would ever be able to stand upon the sands for her own chance, so she decided to take up her parents trade so that she could always be beside dragons.
It was when she was 17 turns old and apprenticed to her parents that it all changed. Theo was once again up in the stands at another hatching, watching to see who impressed when the murmur of the crowd changed. Many eyes were set on one of the eggs on the sands. It appeared to have cracked open but was being held closed by the dragonet within. The dragonet was refusing to come out for a reason.
Theo stared in confusion along with the rest of those in the stands when a voice entered her head Mine, I am tired of waiting. Your Korath wishes to see you first and you see Korath first. Theo could not make it down the stands fast enough as she ran to the egg that refused to open. As she slide to a stop in front of the egg it finally opened. Out walked the darkest green dragonet Theo had ever seen. Theo is too slow, don't keep your Korath waiting again. Theo and Korath were then thrown into weyrling training. During the time both Theo and Korath grew in many ways.
Just after weyrling training ended Korath told her rider she wished to join those going out west. Theo had learned to listen to her green and agreed to go. Theo soon grew love the new world her dragon had brought her to. Though she didn't know much about the west she still enjoyed it right along with her dragon.
It was on the day to the trip to the valley that it all changed. She and Korath had gone along with most of the weyr to explore the valley and some of the first to be attacked. It was only because of Korath's quick acting that Theo made it out alive, though not without a price. Korath had taken most of the damage but Theo was still clawed in the back by a basilisk. Korath had grabbed Theo's arm and pulled them both between back to the weyr. Korath had scratched up Theo's left arm that would leave Korath's claw marks on her forever. As soon as Korath knew her bonded was safe she left for the coldness of between and one last word for her bonded. Live to fly again Theo, though not with my wings.
Relation to Existing/Pending Character?: no
Future:Theo only wants for her nightmares to end and to finally forget about the past. I want her to face her fears and be shoved into a world that includes the basilisks
Pets:
i51.tinypic.com/zsk2et.jpg
Colour: Fade
Name: Knight
Appearance: A very strange little flitter, it’s not immediately obvious what colour he is. At first glances it may seem to be a cream colour, but on closer inspection his hide looks to be made up of several different colours. Here, a green, there, a blue, all overlaying a base coat of brown, but so pale! It’s almost as if someone’s thrown all the colours at this little flitt and then doused him in water, so that they all look washed out, faded, and in places it can be seen to bleed from one colour to the other in a drip-like pattern. His size, too, is a bit of a mismatch. With the overall size of a small blue, this flitt possesses a bulky, strong chest, perched awkwardly on fine, feminine legs, topped by a set of wings that look far too small for him, though finely crafted in their own right. So too is his head a little on the small side, set upon a serpentine neck, ending with a very long, prehensile tail. his exact gender is a bit of a mystery, for while he seems to identify as male, he possesses both sets of genitals.
Personality: A curious site for many, but distinctly uninquisitive, this firelizard seems happy to just let the world roll by. You could do almost anything to it, pick it up by it’s tail, poke it, bitch about it, it’s impossible to provoke... directly. For here’s the contradiction: it doesn’t seem to care what you may do ti it, but even think of touching Theo, and it’s a whole different ball game. You see, that’s the sole purpose of this flitt as it sees itself: to guard Theo, to always be there for her, and to be a calming influence on her life. It’s inactive because it’s watching, eavesdropping on your next move, anticipating the time when danger may threaten it’s human, in physical or psychological form, and when it does it’s like someone’s thrown a switch inside this flitt. Threaten Theo and it becomes a wher on defense of it’s Hold, flying at you teeth and claws drawn, no questions asked, yet if it is memories that plague her, it will become the sweetest of spice, there for her and only her to wash away the fear. It is for this reason, maybe, that this flitt harbors a hatred of anything green, human, flitt or dragon.