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 Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 4:56 pm
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 4:59 pm
Table of Contents
1. Intro
2. ToC
3. Rules
4. The Rider
5. The Dragon
6. The Relationships
7. The RP Logs
8. The Impression
9. The Pit Viper
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 5:05 pm
Rules
1. Don't post in here unless its ICly.
2. Please PM me if you want to RP with Ariaen and Sika!
3. I reserve the right to refuse RP.
4. PLEASE, no eyerape or really light colors when posting. My head really doesn't like it.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 5:12 pm
The Rider
 Name: Ariaen
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Craft: Has had some basic Healing Craft training, and a bit of smithing, but not enough to be called an apprentice in either craft
Rank: Junior Weyrling
Physical Description: She’s tall, topping out at 5’9”. For all that height, she barely has any fat to her, most of her body weight in the tone muscles in her legs and back. Long blonde hair is pulled into a high pony tail, though her bangs hang in her green eyes. She’s not a soft girl, by any means. Her curves, where she has them, are hard angles of muscle from her weyrbrat work. She wears a basic pair of breeches and a tunic, and light boots.
Personality: Ariaen has a bit of a short temper and just loves to lash out at the rather girlier girls of the weyr. She’s coarse and harsh at times, but determined. Being the single daughter in a family of five brothers has taken any idea of her being a housewife, and a girl, and chewed it up and spit it out. Ariaen is very much a tomboy, rather being found out in the muck, up to her knees in it, than be being indoors learning weaving or healing. Only her closest friends see that she is, deep down, a good person. That being said, Ariaen tends to have more enemies than friends when it comes to people. Not that she cares. She’d just rather get her work done, and done right, then goof off.
Just don't try to piss Ariaen off. I'm serious. Ariaen's temper is not the best, as before mentioned, and she as a wicked kick. Her temper can, and has gotten her in trouble before. Usually, she just yells and tells the offending person, most usually a girl, to quote 'ef off and do whatever it is you're supposed to be doing' and goes about her way. When things get ugly, and the offending person doesn't know, or just want to see how far she'll go, she attacks them. Literally. She's sent people to the Healers with bloody noses and once even with broken ribs.
Ari hates beyond anything to be cornered and ganged up on. When she is, she lets her instincts to take over, and after almost eighteen years of life in a house of boys, those instincts are to fight, and not flight. Most people try to not let her explode on them. Some of the more stupid one, or newer ones who don't know, get the full force of her temper. Not a pretty sight, seeing the aftermath of that.
History: Ariaen was born to a family already feeding five mouths. Her brothers are all older than her, the youngest being two turns older and the oldest being ten turns away from her. Her mother is in the Healing craft and was determined to get Ariaen to be a healer, as all the boys dove off into the smithy with their father. Much to her chagrin, Ariaen was far too much like her brothers for any ‘girly’ stuff, and only learned basic healing craft. Sometime around the age of 10 she ran off to the smiths to try to be an apprentice under her father. It only lasted for a few years, and she picked up only very basic skills. Having nowhere else to go she decided to become a weyrbrat, like her eldest brother did. It was good work, and it kept her from beating up the gossipy girl apprentices her mother taught. She never thought about being a Candidate until she saw some of the other weyrbrats Impressing. Ariaen was never a fan of the great big beasts, preferring the firelizards. But, seeing as she’s had neither (firelizard eggs being far too expensive for her family, and never thinking of being a Candidate) she’s open to the possibility of Impressing. Not that she’d tell you that, or fuss over it, of course. To anyone who doesn’t know her, she is just a rather determined weyrbrat who gets all her work done before anyone else.
Now, Ari has the fun job of trying to rangle Sikatcuath, a fiesty young green much like herself.
Pets: None
Other/Talents: She has basic Healing craft, but is good for healing cuts on the fly if needed.
Posting Color: Bold Dark Goldenrod
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 5:14 pm
The Dragon
 Name: Sikatcuath
Gender: Female
Color: Green
Looks to: Ariaen
DoH: 5/31/09
Weyrmate: None
Rank: Junior Weyrling
Personality:
You are very lucky you are Sikatcuath’s rider, because you certainly wouldn’t want to be around her if you were anyone else. Her rider is the only person who can make Sikatcuath happy and otherwise, this bulky green is straight up nasty. She is angry all the time, from the moment she wakes up until the moment she beds, and it shows. Every movement and every word is filled with spite; it’s very hard to keep her under control around dragons she shows a particular dislike for.
Sikatcuath is very confrontational and shows no respect for everyone. Age, rank and size mean nothing to the green, she’s willing to take anyone on. Angry as she is, she certainly has gall too. She’d much rather lead the crew than watch them go on without her. She has very little tolerance for stupid and will speak up immediately if she feels wronged.
She’d much rather be in the presence of males, if only because other females rival her. In her mind, Sikatcuath is the alpha dog. When it comes time to Rise, she’ll only tolerate males that measure up to her extremely high standards and will be very hard-pressed to settle for any less. Her rider will really have to fight with her to change her mind, and during flight is probably the only time stocky Sikatcuath will think to challenge her rider.
Outside of Flight, she is an extremely loyal dragon. Always calmest with Hers, she’s usually very kind with Hers and she is incredibly protective. Any ill will will be met with fierce snarls and plenty of threats and Sikatcuath will always be ready to back up the threats. So hold on tiger, you think you can handle this?
Post Color: Italicized Green
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 5:15 pm
The Relationships
Comming soon....
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 5:29 pm
The RP Logs
Touching - Snake Eggs - Not much to say. She touches a few eggs, not really hoping for a dragon.
Hatching - Snake Eggs - Ariaen impresses Sikatcuath, the Pit Viper hatchingly. The green goes through a group of girls, mauling one with her claws, trying to find Ariaen. Ariaen is glared at. A lot. A flu seems to arise, and Ariaen narrowly misses catching it. She gets a cough and the sniffles, but stays otherwise healthy.
Post-Hatching Feast - Snake Clutch - Sika sneers at the female dragonnets, and Ariaen awkwardly tells the new Gold rider, and the rest of the new weyrlings congratulations. They leave soon after, to keep Sikatcuath from starting a fight and to keep Ariaen out of trouble.
Down At the Shore for a Wash - ORP - Sika and Ariaen finally leave the hole that is their weyr to go down to the beach for a wash. They met a full grown blue and his rider, and Sika seems to behave herself... for now.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:17 pm
The Impressionx_Nata_x The green spun once more, even more excited now that there were squealing Candidates running around, trying to avoid her, yet at the same time still keeping fairly close, in case she was hers. It was her own fault, of course -- had she not been in such a rush to get away from her egg, she would not have stumbled, would not have run into that Candidate, and would not have stumbled into the group. But dragonets didn't think rationally, and in the heat of the moment, the pit viper was surrounded by the chaotic and worried thoughts.
Stopping suddenly, the Pit Viper stared at a girl close by, her red eyes whirling.
AriaenMine.
The green turned her head to either side of her, hissing once at those closest to her and moving quickly towards the girl, the sand still clinging to her body from when she had fallen. She looked a little wild still, but at the same time it was obvious she was calming down, her eyes darting a little to those around her before settling back on Ariaen, her expression clearly distressed, like a child who was about to cry.
AriaenMine, your Sikatcuath... your Sikatcuath needs you... she is sorry, but she is ANGRY. She's being cornered, and they are all squealing! Make them stop squealing, Yours only wants to be with you. Makette Ariaen could not believe what was going on. The green was coming for her!
AriaenMine.
She froze as the red eyed green stopped next to her and looked at her. Ari knew that the dragonet spoke true, but she couldn't believe it.
AriaenMine, your Sikatcuath... your Sikatcuath needs you... she is sorry, but she is ANGRY. She's being cornered, and they are all squealing! Make them stop squealing, Yours only wants to be with you.
She took Sikatcuath's head in her arms and nodded. It's okay, Sikatcuath. It's okay.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:18 pm
The Pit Viper
 Green Sikatcuath InformationTrimeresurus trigonocephalus is a venomous pitviper species found in Sri Lanka. A sexually dimorphic species, at a maximum of 70 cm in length the males are considerably smaller than females, which can grow to 130 cm. In addition, male tends to have a blue coloration, whereas the females are predominantly green. Its green coat is camouflaged by yellow mottles outlined by black. Its camouflage often allows it to go unnoticed even to a trained eye until it gives itself away by moving. These are bulky snakes with a prehensile tail, suiting their arboreal lifestyle. The venom is primarily haemotoxic, with victims experiencing severe pain, swelling of the bitten area, oedema and localised tissue necrosis. MythAmong those present in the kiva had also been some pretty maidens who had also put on snake costumes and had turned into serpents. One of them had been particularly handsome. The chief had not turned into a snake, and was sitting near the fireplace. He now turned to the young man and said to him: "You go now and select and take one of these snakes." The snakes seemed to be very angry and the young man got frightened when they stared at him, but Spider Woman whispered to him not to be a coward, nor to be afraid. The prettiest maiden had turned into a large yellow rattle-snake (Sik'á-tcua), and was especially angry. Spider Woman whispered to the young man, that the one that acted so very angrily was the pretty maiden and that he should try to take that one. He tried, but the snake was very wild and fierce. "Be not afraid," Spider Woman whispered, and handed him some medicine. This he secretly chewed and spurted a small quantity of it on the fierce snake, whereupon it immediately became docile. Why Me?Sikatcuath needs someone firm and patient to keep a good hold on her wild temper and teach her an appropriate way to manage it. With Ariaen, it will be a challenge, but one that will provide growth and a tight bond for both. They are both a little rough around the edges, a little violent, with a wicked temper -- just don't piss off these two, because they will fight tooth and nail. Sikatcuath will defend Ariaen to the end, whether it be in a verbal disagreement or a physical fight against Thread or anything else. Ariaen is the one that understands how she feels, and that is what attracted the green to her. She is the only one that this green will ever understand her, and the only one Sikatcuath will share her full self with. Thread watch out, this pair will be one of the most valuable wingriders around.
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