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If you're interested in winning one of these lovely ladies, all you'll need to do is fill out the entry form in the post below! You get to come up with the history of one, or both, of these ladies! That's it! It's just a standard personality & RP contest. Write as much, or as little, as you feel and we'll choose which ones we liked best.

Please use the appropriate heading if you're a Gold Newbie or not! We want to home at least one of these ladies to someone who doesn't yet have a queen in Echoes of Pern!

The Rules

• You must enter for yourself and cannot give the gold away if you win.
  
• These are not RP required, but we do encourage RP!
  
• These queens are full-fledged adults! They have had their maiden flight, and are adults.
  
• There is no age limit besides the fact they're at least 1 Turn old and graduated. You can make them young, middle aged, or ancient!
  
• These queens MUST remain in their particular Weyr. You don't get to win them and then drag them off somewhere -- we really need some active ladies n the Weyrs.
  
• You may try for both queens but may only win one!
  
• You may make one profile and "adjust it" to fit the other queen's location if you'd like. While we'd prefer to see two unique entries for the unique ladies, we do understand time is limited. Just make sure their histories and story fit their setting and the life at the Weyr.
  
• You are welcome to turn these profiles into Quests if you do not win.
  
• You must fill out the entire entry!
  
• Staff may enter.
  

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Rider's Name: Melea
Rider's Age: 21
Rider's Craft, if Applicable: N/A
Which Weyr are they Stationed? Western

Rider's Looks: Melea is just a little taller than average, and lanky, even at her age. She has an average to curvy build, with none of her sister's inherent athleticism. She has her father's mousy brown hair and his pale green eyes. Her hair is quite fine, and can never really grow beyond mid-length. She got her mother's tanned/olivey complexion, her quirky, crooked smile, and perfect one-eyebrow raised glare. The rest of her is really more like her dad: warm eyes, round face, soft features. She's not the kind of girl that turns heads, but has a rural windswept sort of prettiness.

Rider's Personality: Melea is a quiet girl, but not for any lack of confidence or timidness, it's just her personality. In fact, while not outpsoken or outgoing, Melea is quite confident and self-assured. She rarely speaks, but when she does her words are measured and thoughtful. She prefers to think a lot before she commits herself to a decision. Melea is a watchful person, paying close attention to those around her, particularly those she has an interest in. As a child, she would often hide places where she could just watch people for hours, enjoying seeing natural human moments play out. Unfortunately for her, she has an understanding that lets her see beneath surface, and often worries if people are really happy deep down, seeing the difference between how they act in public and in private. Careful and patient, she is very much unlike her mothers who were the bold, spirited, look-before-you-leap type people.

Melea has a motherly nature, in the sense that she feels responsible for making sure everyone is safe and happy and often thinks of things that others don't. She'll be the one that always has some extra food or set of bandages at hand. She is thoughtful and has good foresight, but she doesn't like to be a nag, so while she'll notice potential issues ahead of time, she won't mention them to anyone, but will instead attempt to preempt the situation herself by planning and preparing for whatever eventuality might come up. She will let people realize their own mistakes first, but will be standing by, ready and willing to jump in with a solution when asked, or if it seems like the situation has gotten out of hand.

Melea has always been supportive of those she loves. Friends family, and partners, she throws herself full force into helping them accomplish their goals. Easy going, yet unafraid of hard work, she is usually pretty tolerant of people's attitudes, whatever they may be. And that stands for her dragon as well. If Arrakith was a lazy gold, Melea would be content to let her be lazy. But given her desire to become a leader in the Weyr, Melea has given her her full support, always up to help out in whatever side goal or pet project Arrakith is focused on that month. Melea herself has little personal ambition, at least for now. She's still only young, and more interested in enjoying life and figuring out what to do with it than setting her eyes on some accolade or title. She's not a fan of decorum and would hate to be called 'lady', but like Arrakith, she has a bold personality and wants to be seen as a person of strength and quality.

Despite her mild mannered and unassuming demeanor, Melea is as unladylike as her sister or either of her mothers. Raised by adventurous, outdoorsy people in a wild and unrestrained environment, she has many hobbies and personality traits that people would consider tomboyish. The difference between genders was never enforced in her upbringing, so while she liked picking flowers and playing with dolls (and that was fine) site would also shoot a sling, climb trees, and play fight with her sister with no one ever telling her that's odd. She brawls as much as any man, enjoying a good fight, and can have a short temper at times.

With friends, however, she's easy going to the extreme, finding little that's worth fighting over. She similarly doesn't mind discomfort much, and can adapt to most situations if necessary. A day hiking in the desert or spent all day in bed is the same to her, as long as she enjoys the company. She can be very narrow-sighted with those she likes. Like a runner with its blinders on, she sees only what's in front of her, completely missing those that are right by her side. She doesn't mean to be thoughtless, but while she's remarkably in tune with certain people's wants and needs, other people's often simply don't occur to her. This is true of romantic partners in particular, but can also apply to people she respects or admires. She can be a little prone to hero worship, idolizing certain people with a geekish enthusiasm. Being so focused on certain things, it can be hard to get her attention sometimes. She tends to get caught up in the idea of other people, losing some sense of her own identity, but this is something she's been working on recently, and for that reason is more cautious about jumping into any new relationships (romantic or otherwise) too quickly.

Rider's History: When Weyrbrat Telina and Apprentice Beastcrafter Alaria met for the first time as weyrlings in the same clutch, the two were instant friends. Their greens, on the other hand, were instant enemies. They would frequently bicker, Alaria's clever and haughty Ainiath riling Telina's rough, caustic Eriboth, though the girls got on just the same. Things came to a head when the two greens chose to rise on the same day, something Ainiath insists (to this day) that Eriboth did on purpose! But for Telina and Alaria, that night sparked something else. And when the flight was over, the two greens would find their riders in far too good of a mood to be fussed at over who stole whose blue, or who had started first. From that day, they were inseparable. Through all their dragon's fighting, the two remained strong. They had everything in common; they were both adventurous, independent, and had a strong sense of wanderlust. After their weyrling training was over, they decided to set out on their own, eventually finding their way to the Zanoma Camp, which suited their wild spirits. The two greens continued to rise together for many turns, becoming something they would make a point of, competing for males and keeping a watchful eye on the other for any signs that they were close to rising. But as the turns went on, their bitter rivalry became something more like fond needling.

It was one such flight that sparked the next chapter of their life, as it had so many turns ago as well. Love was love, but flights were flights, and the two often took other lovers to bed besides each other. When they discovered that they both were pregnant, they decided it was a sign. Though born several days apart, Melea and her sister Atalantia were named on the same day. They weren't technically related, both having different parents, but they were raised like sisters and were thick as thieves through all their childhood. Atalantia took after their mothers; she was tall and strong, could wrestle boys, and was faster than anyone in foot race. Melea was quiet, good at hiding, and had excellent aim and a subtle sense of wit. But however different, the two got along brilliantly. They were always running around and playing together. There was never a thing one had that they wouldn't share with the other, not a treat or a toy or a secret. Melea would often mother her sister (and her two parents as well!), remembering things that they forgot. Like the fact that the healer said that medicine needs to be applied twice a day. Or when they were half a day into an expedition and forgot to bring any food with them, Melea would be the one to roll her eyes and produce enough for all of them.

In the end, it wasn't the girls' differences that drove them apart, but their fathers'. Atalantia's considered his duty done the minute the flight was over. If Alaria wanted to keep the baby, it was her business. Otherwise, a short flight between would have taken care of that. Melea's, however, wanted to be part of the girl's life. And while he tried his best to be nice to both of them, it was clear M'neus favored his daughter, making Atalantia jealous. As she got older, however, B'tar began to notice his daughter's talents and started taking more of an interest. This in turn sparked jealousy from Melea, not of Atalantia, but of B'tar, and the time she was spending with him. She started ignoring M'nus in the hopes of regaining her sister's attention. She was annoyed that B'tar seemed to have her sister's respect, and that she was so eager to please him. But she tried to be happy for her sister, who finally had what she wanted.

B'tar had an older son by another woman, who (much to Melea's annoyance) Atalantia started hanging around as well. Melea did not like him. He seemed designed specifically just to annoy her, and flaunted his influence over Atalantia to her behind her back, picking up on the fact that it bothered her. When she heard him bad mouthing her to her sister, she finally snapped. She might be soft spoken and mild mannered, but Melea was still her mother's daughter, and scrappy as all hell when angered. She tackled the boy, getting him into a headlock before he hit the ground, and had to be pulled off of him by M'neus. It was then that their mothers decided that both girls could probably do with some separation from their fathers. The girls talked it out and made up easily enough, going back to the close relationship they were used to. But the episode made her realize that her feelings for Atalantia might not be those of a normal sister. She hated to see her with someone else, and felt like she could kill or die just to make her happy. This had to be more than just friendship.. They were raised together, but they shared no blood, so surely it wasn't all that bad, was it? Still, she kept it a secret for many turns, fearing it would gross her out. When she did finally admit her feelings, Ata was understanding, though she said she couldn't think of her as more than a sister. Never really expecting her to, Melea said she just didn't want to lie to her anymore, and was happy just being able to stay by her side.

Shortly after the fight, Melea's father M'neus had left the Zanoma group and returned to a nearby Weyrhold. The one downside of the group was that with no golds, there was no way for it to sustain its own numbers or for its members to impress in house. The girls were of Impressable age, and M'neus sent word that there was a clutch taking place in his Hold, and that they were invited to attend as Candidates. Though largely a ploy on his part to try and get to know the daughter he had been missing, of course, the invitation was extended to Atalantia as well. Both girls were excited to stand, hoping to impress a green or a blue, then return to train with their mothers in the Camp. However, while both girls impressed, only one of them got their wish. Atalantia impressed to green Liath, while Melea was stunned to find herself the rider of the gold Arrakith.

Despite loving Arrakith with all her heart, Melea was distraught, fearing that everyone, including Atalantia, would abandon her now that she had impressed a gold (given the chromatic-heavy leaning of their former home). Quick and encouraging as always, Ata was able to comfort her before she became too distressed, promising that she would always remain by her side. For now, they decided to stay at the Weyr for the feel length of their training. After all, no one in the camp knew anything about riding a gold. It was a good thing too, as Arrakith's first flight hit Melea hard. It was like a fever, trying to consume her. She'd never felt a fire like that before. Just as it seemed like it would burn her alive, Atalantia found her way to her, taken by the same fever. They never talked about it afterward.. She gave no indication that her feelings had changed, and they never repeated the events of that night. But still, Melea felt like something between them was different now, and they seemed to share an even closer connection.

Arrakith's flight had been short and a little awkward and her clutch small, though not unusually so. One egg was little and didn't hatch at first, though something was clearly alive inside. Having grown up around whites her whole life, Melea didn't even batt an eye before taking the knife off her belt and cutting open the egg, letting a small boy near the back impress the dragon that was inside. But her actions caused a stir within the weyrhold, with many saying that there must be something wrong with Arrakith, and others saying she should have just left the thing in its shell to die. For the Zanoma girls, that insult was the final straw. With their dragons old enough to leave the Weyr, they decided to strike out as bandits in their own right, founding a little outlaw group of their own, modeled after the home they came from.

But right from the start, they began to run into problems. Their two dragons had mostly avoided each other in weyrlinghood, but in isolation they began to fight with each other a lot. The two were hoping it could bring them closer together, like it had for their mothers. But it was one thing when two greens fought, when it was a green and a gold, it just seemed so... uneven. Melea would frequently argue about it with the virulent gold, but in the end she often couldn't help but take her beloved dragon's side. The girls would usually make up afterwards, understanding that there was nothing you could do when it came to your dragons, but it still caused some tension between them. Even so, they spent several turns together, just the two of them, and those were some of the best turns of her life.

As time went on, they picked up a few travelers along the way. One of them was a feline handler called Taran. Though she tried her best to hide it around Melea, she could tell that Ata was besotted. More than that, she could tell her sister secretly longed to go home and rejoin the Zanoma camp. With her green, there was no reason why she shouldn't. She was the only thing holding her back...

After a lot of thought, Melea finally told her that she was going back to the Weyr, making it out like it was something Arrakith wanted. Atalantia, of course, was not happy about this. She told her she had no intention of going back there, which Melea had expected. The two argued about it, and finally broke apart on bitter terms. Even if it was what she had planned, Melea was heartbroken to have lost her. Not knowing where else to turn, she reached out to her father, who had since moved to Western Weyr. She told him about everything that happened since he left, and the reasons why she started pushing him away. He was surprisingly easy to talk to, and after a few days, she was more of herself again. Though she'd only intended to stay for a short visit, he father showed her around the Weyr while she was there and persuaded her to stay, at least for a while.

She'd originally meant to strike out and find some way on her own, but it occurred to her that she never really stopped to think about what she was planning to do in life now that she was alone. She had spent so long chasing her sister, chasing her mothers' shadows, that she couldn't say for certain what it was she really wanted. Was being a bandit really the life for her, or was it just a nostalgic ideal of what she thought she ought to be? Did she really long for freedom as Atalantia did, or did she just long to be with her friend? She decided to stay in the Weyr for a while to figure it out, and has been there ever since.

With thread's return, Melea was hoping to see more of her former group return to the Weyr. She worries about them a lot, being out there on their own with no shelter. She knows a lot of the Weyr are not big fans of the outlaw group and their thoughts on thread fighting, and what's worse is that she's starting to see their point, which is hard because she considers these people her family.

Dragon's Name: Arrakith
Dragon's Size 48
Dragon's Personality: Arrakith is a firecracker; her mind touch is the flame she'll never breathe. It can be warm and comforting as a hearth on a winters day, if she likes you, but when angered it burns into you like the heat of the desert. She is unforgiving of her enemies, pursuing them endlessly until she feels they've been met with justice, and no one tops her hit list faster than those that would cause harm to hers, emotional or physical. But while she usually considers her anger just and righteous, Arrakith knows there are times when she lets her temper get the better of her. Melea's distress after losing her friend woke her up to the part her rages played in that, and she saw how becoming blinded by it could lead to her hurting those she loved most. Since then, she has become better at checking her temper and keeping herself from getting annoyed at things that don't ultimately matter that much.

Arrakith is relentless. She is the kind of dragon that will never be satisfied, much to her rider's despair, who just wants her to be happy. It doesn't matter how much or how little she has, she is always striving for something more. It seems she was simply not built to stop and appreciate the little things in life. She feels a lot of pressure as a gold to accomplish great things. She wants to be noticed, she wants to be loved, and she is a little insecure on both accounts. No matter how much Melea or others assure her that she's doing fine, she never feels like it is enough. She's her own worst critic, feeling (even at her young age) that she should have accomplished so much more by now.

Arrakith is known to be savage in flights. You think she's beautiful? Oh that's cute. You want to catch her? Yeah, good luck with that. She wants to be seen for her strength and skill above her looks, and finds flattery difficult to trust in. If she does fall in love, it will happen slowly. Not over the course of a single turn or flight, but many. She is not easily won over, for love or friendship, but knows how to be cordial with most dragons and will enjoy their company. Still, when someone does finally penetrate her inner circle, she is very much like her rider in her regard of them. She could be in the middle of a conversation but would disappear mid sentence if she thought she heard her rider upset. She is very protective of those she considers close: her rider, her children, and anyone else who manages to win her loyalty.

Arrakith loves her children like nothing besides Melea, with a fierce protective passion. She is not the most mushy or doting mother in the world, but she'll pursue her children's interests like she pursues everything else: relentlessly, and will accept no slight or risk be put upon them. Despite her sometimes grating attitude, Arrakith doesn't mind, and in fact truly enjoys, collaboration. She loves the excitement of working together to solve a problem. She wants to be seen and heard and her ideas acknowledged, but she doesn't mind being quiet and listening to others as well and iis happy to share praise and the credit too. Though she shows ambition, Arrakith would prefer to work on a team of equals than to lead (although she would rather lead than be ordered around herself!). Willful and a little rebellious, she doesn't like it when someone else is in charge, but doesn't mind if no one is.

How does the pair feel about living in the Weyr? Melea is not terribly bothered by the lack of rank afforded her as a goldrider in the Weyr. Arrakith has her own opinions (mostly that she deserves everything and these people should worship her like a god) but in a way, she actually likes the struggle. She wants to be the one that won everyone over. Who people praise not because of her color, but because of her strength and daring. She kind of secretly wants to be better than the other golds too.. And she's impatient. So if she can jump to the front of pack with hard work and talent (instead of seniority), then all the better for her! She's never been afraid of getting her claws dirty, and she has enthusiasm in spades, even if it's sometimes misguided.

How does the pair feel about Threadfall's return? Melea was, frankly, blindsided by the return of thread. She figured keeping dragons in Weyrs and training them was really just a matter of tradition. She, like everyone else on Pern, assumed thread was gone for good. With its return, she mostly worries about her family out in the desert, and secretly wishes more of them would return to the Weyr. She certainly doesn't mind fighting thread with the queen's wing, but she has no real strong feelings on it either. She doesn't necessarily consider it her 'duty' or think that others are honor-bound to do the same.

Arrakith, for her part, is more eager than ever to prove herself in the wake of thread's return. She will catch all the dragons, save everyone, lead the wings into battle (nevermind how she'd actually accomplish that last one with Melea stuck using a flamethrower). She wants to show everyone that she's more than just a gold, she's a warrior, just as good as any blue or green or bronze. And she does, genuinely want to serve her Weyr as well.

What are some of their dreams for the future? Melea wants to see Arrakith have a healthy clutch, blaming herself and her own turbulent emotions for the difficulty of her first flight. Not that she considers whites unhealthy, and woe betide anyone who tries to imply the same, but she's focused on making sure her gold's flight goes well and her next clutch is large and in good shape. Arrakith, meanwhile, wants to be a ranking member of the Weyr, preferably Weyrwoman, but at least somewhere on the council.

Anything else you want to add? Most, if not all, of the characters mentioned can be opened up as adoptables if people are interested.

Rider's Name:Nynna
Rider's Age:49
Rider's Craft, if Applicable:Courtesan, perfumery
Which Weyr are they Stationed? High Reaches Weyr
Rider's Looks: Nynna is a short, full body, and bountiful. She has red curling hair, full lips, and heavy lidded deep brown eyes. Her skin is pale and splattered with freckles.

She wears a harness to give herself a bit more support and dresses finely, Nynna walks like she owns the place and dresses like she is in charge. She has an eye for colors and jewelry and tends to have her hair pinned up in elaborate designs.

Rider's Personality:Nynna always knew she was important and High Reaches views on Queens has just strengthen the knowledge that she is more significant then all the other riders. She certainly now belongs where she knew she always had, the elite few.

She is a proud and confident woman who believes that she is always in the right. That may be your opinion but she certainly knows better. She has a biting tongue and takes pleasure in finding her opponents hot buttons and pressing them. Her goal is to make her opponent a red face raving mess in face of her calm serenity and she is not below gleefully starting gossip with a dropped comment.

Nynna loves her family, to the point of being a bit smothering and over protective. She dolts on Pyrieth's bronze and gold offspring and their riders. She certainly will do her very best to see them be successful in life. Her ambition has no limits and she is eyeing the Weyrwoman. One of these days, she will shine and everyone will listen to her.

Rider's History:Nynna is the youngest daughter of her family, her rather lately born brother J'in being the baby. Her family was large, six children, two sons and four daughters but well off. Her father was a silversmith and her mother a dancer. Nabol was their oyster at the moment and things were at her finger tips. She was going to be a beautiful clever courtesan like her mother, shower with gifts and attention.

She never consider impressing, it was not for her, this sliver of a chance to impress something important, because why would she care to impress anything less then a Queen? She was young, barely 16 and perhaps a tad bit bored, having eyes for nothing but the queen egg that did not seem to be moving.

She made small talk with her fathers friends, making valuable contacts when the shell began to rock and midway through the hatching spilled out a elegantly patterned gold onto the sands. Nynna found herself captivated to watch the precious creature clean herself and then prowl the sands like kitten, just hits of the grace that would come with age and growing into her limbs.

Impression was not quick or easy, it was near the end when the queen seemed to give up and tried to climb up into the stands. It was a start of something she never expected and lead to a need to rise in power and rank.


Dragon's Name: Pyrieth
Dragon's Size45'
Dragon's Personality:I'm going with my bad self, bad self, bad self.
Pyrieth is unabashedly a hedonistic gold. She lives for her own pleasure, her own wants, her own desire. She is greedy and rather lazy. But she is also a realist and acknowledged her rather towering pile of faults and picked someone with drive and ambition to even them out. She loves her Nynna but she also know that Nynna has glaring faults that no one else can comment or reign in but Pyrieth.

Together they even out a bit. Nynna makes sure that her flights last long and help choose the best bronze to father her clutch and in return she reigns in some of Nynna power hungry ways before it can become problematic and tries to smooth some of the more abrasive facets of her beloved it.

Age 33

How does the pair feel about living in the Weyr?Where else would they be? No really? Living in the wilds? Living in a hold, though some do have some better night life. But really, the Weyr is where they are and where they should be.

How does the pair feel about Threadfall's return?Nynna excited because this proves they are right and everyone else is wrong. Pyrieth is less then pleased because thread means more work then just having clutches.

What are some of their dreams for the future? Nynna wants to be Weyrwoman. Pyrieth just wants to laze about in the sun with attractive bronzes waiting on her.

Anything else you want to add?
Musical inspiration
Rider: Wonderland by Caravan Palce
Dragon: Delta
by C2C

3540.03.15
Caracath x Nihoth
24 Eggs
1 gold / 3 bronzes / 3 browns / 7 blues / 10 greens

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Rider's Name: Aquilina
Rider's Age: 57
Rider's Craft, if Applicable: N/A but does pretty good with Healing.
Which Weyr are they Stationed? High Reaches Weyr
Rider's Looks:

Rider's Personality: Aquilina is not a woman you want to mess around with. Though compassionate, to those she deems worthy of her time or who is innocent, and loyal to her home weyr, do not think that she is will ever lie down for anyone to walk over her. A noble woman with great ideals, Aquilina works hard to make the ideas she has come to fruition.

Although noble at heart, Aquilina learned at a young age that you cannot be nice to everyone, though you can easily make them believe you are that way to get what you want. A rose with thorns galore, Aquilina is not afraid to use her tongue as the weapon she knows it is. Blunt about many things, unless she is forced to tip-toe around, she has been known to cut many people to the core.

Knowing the world is not just a happy go lucky world, where everything goes your way, Aquilina has a very cynical and pessimistic view upon it. Because of this, if things do not seem to go the way she saw them going, as well as making her plans go awry, Aquilina is known to get very resentful and hold grudges. This is shown easily, to those in the know, when it comes to Zheria, the Weyrwoman of High Reaches. Of course, Aquilina is as sweet as can be towards her superior, perhaps a bit too sweet at times.


Rider's History: Aquilina was born to a miner and kitchen worker in Nabol Hold. The third oldest out of six children, the young woman learned quickly just how hard and horrible life could be. Aquilina always wanted to run away from her life in the hold, seeing her two older sisters succumb to marrying the first man who caught their eyes and ending up in pretty abusive relationships they could not escape.

At the age of fourteen, Aquilina got her wish when she ended up being searched. She was quick to jump at the offer the dragon rider gave her, not even going home to pack anything. She was putting her life and family behind her and looking towards a new future.

She took to the life of a candidate easily, finding hope in the chance of impressing a dragon of her own. A turn easily went by and before Aquilina knew it, she was standing upon the burning hatching sands, waiting to find her lifemate.

What surprised the young girl the most was the fact she did manage to impress. She had expected, from all the talk of the other candidates, to do this at least a couple more times before she did end up impressing. Another thing she didn't expect was for a lovely gold to be the one she did impress. Caracath was a lovely gold, large for her size, but so very beautiful to Aquilina's eyes.

Their weyrling year went fairly easy and with Caracath's urging Aquilina fell into her knew role with ease. It was strange, going from a young girl who never had anyone notice her, to being the center of the weyr, well almost the center of the weyr. It was nice, having responsibility to work with, having people look up to her, some of them even seemed to fear her a bit. The politics were easy to learn as well, as she saw the men, when she and Caracath got older, begin to try and vie for her affections, hoping that she would help to elevate them higher.

As she grew older, Aquilina began to get close to the Weyrwoman at the time, Lisella. She grew close to the woman, spending time with her, the two might even have been called friends. Perhaps that was why when Lisella chose Zheria over her, Aquilina was hurt. Everyone had assumed it would have been the older woman, not the younger one, and yet, this was the way things had turned out. Aquilina, for her part, just smiled and congratulated the other woman. It was clear the two did not get along, but for the sake of the weyr, Aquilina was not going to start anything with the new weyrwoman.

When thread finally returned, Aquilina, like many at High Reaches, were ready and knew it would be there. She had taken to studying the old charts of threadfall, working with the starcrafters to try and pinpoint when the next fall would appear. If there is any intention for her to work against Zheria in the future, there is nothing that shows it.


Dragon's Name: Caracath
Dragon's Size 51'
Dragon's Personality: A very motherly dragon, Caracath adores dragonets and loves to have clutches. She likes to baby all of her hatchlings, perhaps a bit too much for some of them. This causes her to be a little estranged from some of the colder golds, but she feels that family is something important to her. This also extends to the young ones of the weyr, be they the weyrbrats, candidates or the new weyrlings. She likes to offer herself if they ever need advice, a place to hide or someone to just talk to.

Although very motherly and sweet, Caracath has a bite that can wound. Her tongue, just like her rider, can be used for sweet words that hide a barbarous attack. She will not hesitate to cut anyone down who threatens the weyr, herself or her rider. She also does not take kindly to those who try and change the order of things. It has been this way for years and there is a reason no one has changed it yet.

Caracath is a gossip and likes to have blackmail on people to use, or for her rider to use, just in case it is ever needed. This leans more towards the older dragons and especially towards the golds. If they do not fit with the way Caracath believes that they could, there is no reason or place for them in her weyr.

How does the pair feel about living in the Weyr? It is home, the place that finally gave her a freedom that her birthplace never would. Aquilina is protective of her Weyr, fighting to protect it from the outside as well as the inside. The pair would never think about leaving. There is no place they would rather be.

How does the pair feel about Threadfall's return? The old enemy is back, just like they knew it would. While it brought death to those who were not prepared, Aquilina and Caracath were proud that High Reaches was able to sound the call. Though they cannot fight thread directly, they do their best to fight in their own way. If anything, the return of thread gives Aquilina a vent for her resentment towards Zheria.

What are some of their dreams for the future? To see Zheria get humiliated. A dream that Aquilina has had for quiet some time, ever since Lisella passed her over for the younger woman. Seeing her fall from the height she has been put at is something that Aquilina secretly wishes, though it is also something she does not want to come to pass quite yet as that might bring chaos to the weyr. Aside from this, they wish to see the Weyr get stronger and continue to grow, perhaps even get a bit of a higher rank then before.

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Rider's Name: Rikah
Rider's Age: 26 Turns
Rider's Craft, if Applicable: Drudge
Which Weyr are they Stationed? High Reaches Weyr
Rider's Looks: Rikah stands at 5’4” and has a lithe figure, toned from riding her dragon. She has pale skin with very light freckles. Her slightly wavy, thick hair is cropped just past her chin, and it is a light shade of blonde. Her eyes are a medium grey, and they are very open and attentive. She has a scar from Thread burns that runs across the bridge of her nose and touches each cheek.

Rider's Personality: Rikah is a humble girl with a sense of wonder in the world still present in her soul. She struggles with being outgoing, but enjoys making friends and is happy to approach new people if they seem pleasant to her. She loves to encourage other people, thinking that if she could grow from such a low station in life to such a high one, that anyone could potentially accomplish anything. She’s a bit of a daydreamer, and unless she has something specific to focus on, her mind will usually wander to the more fanciful side of things.

Having grown up as a drudge, Rikah was shielded from much of the knowledge in Pern for the majority of her life, and still finds it difficult to grasp some concepts as she learns them. She is driven with her heart, which has a lot of love to offer. However, she’s been hurt too many times. The Thread stole a child from her, so she lashes out against it with a personal, fiery vigor. This is currently her main obsession, something that prevents her from being content. Because of this, she finds herself frequently restless, searching for something or looking for something to do with her hands. Even though she is a gold wingrider, she’ll still sometimes go down to the kitchens and assist, or help the Candidates with their chores.

Rider's History: Rikah was born at a minor hold in the Northern territory, to a drudge mother. She never knew her father, a journeyman who had only made a brief stop in the Hold, and who her mother had fallen dearly in love with. The hold was often teeming with brief visitors like that - people who just wandered in and out, rarely staying long enough to maintain the relationships they had created. Rikah did not regret the fact that she never met her father, but she often imagined different versions of who he was. Perhaps he was a Lord Holder’s son on the run from the complication of noble life. Perhaps he was a gentle merchant who hadn’t wanted to leave her behind. Her mother never told her details, and perhaps she never asked because she would have rather dreamed.

Rikah grew up as a drudge due to her parentage, often being one of the many workers cleaning the rooms of guests. She enjoyed the job, for the most part - it kept her hands and body busy, and allowed her mind to wander. She was good at cleaning, so she rarely received cruel words from the people she worked for. Grateful to have a roof over her head and food in her belly, Rikah was content with where she was in life, for the most part. Her mother grew frailer with age, but never lost her heart. She was an inspiration to Rikah - someone could life a full life as a drudge, and not regret it.

Despite being low on the rung of social scales, Rikah became notorious among the other drudges for her beauty. Older women would tell her that surely some nice young man would come and sweep her away into a marriage arrangement, bringing her to great heights in the world. The idea appealed to Rikah as being incredibly romantic, and she frequently daydreamed about it as a thought that could never possibly come true. At age fifteen, a handsome boy a few years older came to the hold and stayed in one of Rikah’s rooms. As it turned out, he actually was the son Heir of a Lord Holder from somewhere very far south. He was traveling with his father on a mission to arrange a marriage at Tillek Hold, and he was incredibly unenthusiastic about the whole ordeal. He confided his worries to Rikah, and began to call her into his room at indecent hours to speak with her. She fell deeply in love with him in the brief time they had together, and apparently so did he. But at the end of the week he was staying in the hold, he left, and she never heard from him again. Two months later, she found she was pregnant.

Elja, her son, was born without complications. It was not unusual for drudges to have children out of wedlock, and not particularly unusual for them to have children at such a young age themselves. Although Rikah would never again see her one-time paramour, she fell deeply in love with her son, hoping for the best for him. Better than her, at least. She encouraged him, as a young one, to find a craft he was interested in. He spent a lot of time between the ankles of the drudges in the kitchen, where Rikah’s mother worked, and found a love for cooking. Raising Elja together aged both Rikah and her mother quite a bit, but she was always grateful for the amount of love in her family. Her son was growing to be a sweet, humble boy who would make a difference in the world.

As soon as Elja turned eight turns old, Rikah arranged with some travelers to take him to the Southern Hold where he could learn Cooking Craft. She missed him dearly, but was confident in her decision. Shortly after he left, Riders came to the hold on a Search. They found her to be an eligible candidate, despite being so close to aging out at twenty-four. Her mother saw this as an opportunity for Rikah to also rise above her station, just as she wished for Elja. Finally understanding her mother’s aspirations for her child, Rikah agreed to leave the hold and travel to the High Reaches Weyr.

Rikah’s time as a Candidate was enlightening. She’d never been given so much to do with her brain - so much reading and learning songs and history. Chores came more easily to her, and she found great comfort in still having to do menial work. She wrote to both her mother and her son whenever she could, and received many more responses from Elja, as her mother was not greatly literate. After ten months in the Weyr, Rikah impressed - with shock and humility - a Gold dragon. She found her third great love in Sofieth, and the pair worked well together, growing side by side in maturity and happiness.

Two months after Sofieth’s hatching, the Thread returned. Rikah received notice from the Southern Hold that Elja had died in the chaos of the return, at age fourteen, as he had gone outside to retrieve a shipment of ingredients. Rikah was broken by the news, but she did not fall into depression. Instead, she grew voraciously into an unbridled rage, a personal feeling of vengeance against the Threadfall itself. How dare it take the one thing that was dear to her? She was so consumed by the rage, that in her first flight against the Threadfall she was careless and found herself scored across the face, the thread narrowly missing her eyes but still somewhat mutilating her visage.

For the last Turn, Rikah has been recovering from her emotional wounds, but she still harbors a deep rage towards the unnatural force that stole her child away from the world. Having Sofieth helps a great deal, because at least the world hasn’t taken that away, but Rikah feels that perhaps she will never be able to love anyone else again. Until she meets someone, she’ll valiantly fight against the Thread the best she can.

Dragon's Name: Sofieth (pronounced: so-FYE-eth)
Dragon's Size 47’
Dragon's Personality: Sofieth is a cynical, sassy dragon whose down-to-earth attitude balances out Rikah’s tendency to fall into daydreaming. She frequently has something to remark in any conversation she overhears, and does not hesitate to broadcast her judgemental or sarcastic remarks into Rikah’s head. Rikah loves this, and thinks it’s hilarious, so Sofieth enjoys this part of herself, too.

Sofieth tends to agree with Rikah in most matters, especially regarding the fighting of the Thread. Although she never met Elja, Rikah’s son, she feels that the boy must have really been something special to hold such a spot in her Rider’s heart. She’s not filled with the same amount of heated need for revenge against the Thread, but Sofieth is happy to perform the act she was created for in helping Rikah to fight Thread.

Sofieth is very excited about the prospect of one day taking flight and having dragon hatchlings. She has not done so yet because she is still young, and she just simply hasn’t had the urge yet. However, she’s very social, and she does keep a tab on the eligible males around her. Sometimes she wonders if she hasn’t felt the urge for Flight yet because of how her Rider feels about making connections with people, since Rikah has been so guarded about her friendships since the return of Thread. But regardless, Sofieth feels that she has to be there for her Rider in whatever way she can.

How does the pair feel about living in the Weyr? Rikah is happy to be living at the Weyr, where she is making a difference in the only way she believes counts anymore. Sofieth is happy to be with Rikah, and they are very content about their position together.

How does the pair feel about Threadfall's return? Rikah has an almost personal dispute with the Thread, and fights against it with extreme enthusiasm. When the Thread returned, it killed her son, and she was devastated by the event. Sofieth was content before the return of Thread, and is somewhat discomfited by the presence of it. However, she is willing to do whatever she can to make Rikah happy, and if fighting thread will help her Rider work past her grief and return to normal, Sofieth will assist.

What are some of their dreams for the future? Rikah is very focused on the present and the past right now, and how it relates to her. When she looks into the future, she sees only herself fighting the Thread with a flamethrower, on Sofieth’s back.

Sofieth hopes to be a mother one day. She’s a rather social dragon, and enjoys making friends. She’d like to help Rikah sober up through her emotional issues so she can make meaningful relationships with other human beings again, leaving Sofieth able to focus on herself for a little while.

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Rider's Name: Lorana
Rider's Age: 25
Rider's Craft, if Applicable:
Which Weyr are they Stationed? High Reaches Weyr (the striped Gold)
Rider's Looks:

Lorana is about average height, 5'8" and a lithe 145lbs. She is very strong physically, or as strong as any person who is of good health and doesn't have an issue with strenuous activities.

Rider's Personality: Lorna is a fighter through and through. She's always been of strong mind and body and isn't afraid to voice her opinions, even if everyone else doesn't want to hear them. She is strong willed and won't go down without a fight, no matter the circumstances. She does know when to back down but will still keep a firm standing on whatever it is she is pursuing.

She is extremely loyal, but also likes to know hard facts and get both sides of any story before coming to a decision about things. While this can get her the stink eye she doesn't exactly care. While people she knows may be like, 'why don't you believe me?', it's not that she doesn't. She still wants to know the whole story. It's only fair that way.

Rider's History:

Dragon's Name: Arith
Dragon's Size 45
Dragon's Personality: Arith is a very open and level minded Gold.

How does the pair feel about living in the Weyr? They enjoy it very much. The way HR is structured is perfect for them and they love that some of the old rules haven't died out just yet. While they are all for the freedom Western has to offer they personally admire High Reaches the best.

How does the pair feel about Threadfall's return? They are willing and ready to fight it by any means necessary, even though it means they will be using a flamethrower and always in the Queens Wing. They do wish they could be up higher, and able to do more but they do what they can where they can. They will be extra vigilant when it comes to threadfall and ensuring the safety of the other inhabitants of Pern.

What are some of their dreams for the future? They hope to become seekers, while being Head Weyrwoman is all fine and dandy these two believe they could best serve the Weyr by searching out new candidates for hatchings yet to come.

Anything else you want to add? Thank you for the opportunity.