Name: RissaAge: 18
Gender: female
Sexual Preference: straight
Craft/Hall/Rank: Journeyman bakercraft with a specialty in deserts.
Personality: While her appearance may be intimidating to most men and women Rissa is far more the gentle giant then the wrathful amazon. Rather boisterous and gregarious in nature it's rare not to find her joking and laughing alongside her colleges in the kitchens. Rissa's good natured sense of humor and ability to take a joke or two at her own expense rarely leaves her without friends and the added benefit that she's usually the chef to make the bubbly pies come gather time tends to draw the rest in. While Rissa is a deft hand with a skillet and certainly a force to be reckoned with when angry she's more the lover then a fighter and prone to simply holding her enemies in the air until they decide they've had enough. Best known for her level head and sense of humor she's usually the one doing her best to disarm any sort of volatile situation before it gets out of head.
If there is one thing that can be said for Rissa is that she doesn't beat around the bush. Even during the times when she probably should. The giant of a woman is unusually blunt with her words and if she's got a problem with you or how you're acting you can be sure she'll tell you straight to your face. Not one for gossip or roundabout methods she'll stubbornly stand her ground and let you know in a voice that leaves little question exactly what her problem is.
There's an old saying amongst the Pernese "The longer the light the hotter the burn." That saying hold's all too true when it comes to this young woman. While Rissa is certainly one of the most non-violent gentle people you can meet when her anger is finally roused she goes into a berserker like temper destroying anything she can get her hands on or roaring at those in her way. This can go on for a few minutes or a few hours and is something the young woman always deeply regrets once she's calmed down leaving her shamed and passive for a number of days.
Physical Description: The first thing that strikes most people is Rissa's height. The young woman almost always towers over everyone in the room standing at a massive amazon like 6'8 with the athletic build to match. Coupled with bright green eyes and shocking orange hair that she wears in tight braids and dreads she tends to make a rather intimidating appearance. Her skin is richly tanned from being out in the sun and from spending most of her time next to a baking fire. She has rather high regal facial boning with freckles dotting across her nose and cheeks. Due to her tall stature she tends to wear mostly men's clothes adjusted to fit preferring practicality over appearance. It also not unusual to see her with a cast iron skillet tucked into her belt.
History: Rissa was born to a rather sweethearted blue rider of a mother and a massive bear of a smith as her father. Not wanting his child put in a Weyr creche Rissa's father looked after her raising her amongst his Hall where she was always scurrying under feet or helping with this or that. Most believed she would move on to become a Master Smith like her father, but Rissa's passion lay elsewhere. At 12 much to her hall's surprise Rissa apprenticed in the Bakercraft bidding her father goodbye at journeying to her new Hall.
While her size was cumbersome the young woman proved to have a knack for cooking and baking. Her laughter and good nature earning her many friends and many ears as she managed to eventually get apprenticed to one of the pastry masters. Walking the tables at 18 it was a scant two days after she had become a journeyman that the dragons came on search and to everyone's surprise Rissa was one of the candidates chosen. Wondering what sort of destiny there could be for her at the Weyr she accepted and began her new life as a candidate.
Talents: Baking, singing, joke telling both clean and naughty, Skillet combat, brawling and drinking.
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