Name: Onasta
Age: 31
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Weyr: Western Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: Physical Description: The first thing anyone ever sees when they notice Onasta coming is her flaming red hair, shoulder length and usually left in loose falls rather than tied in place. Her vibrantly flowing hair is only tied in place while fighting Thread as it could obscure her view. Many a rider has quietly noted how well it fits her personality, but only when she is nowhere near to hear it. Naturally pale despite her constantly being outdoors and covered in freckles all over, only her lower arms, hands, and cheeks show any color at all. Her fine-boned features are all the better with her freckles dashed over them as it gives her an impish look that makes it hard to take her seriously unless she is angry.
Petite to match her fine features, the red head is only just above five feet tall but bundles all the attitude of a grown man in that size. Onasta's height is comical when seen standing next to Jibasth's towering size, a common joke among those that fly with her that usually recieves a raised eyebrow and smirk rather than an actual response. Dainty size aside she is not a coddled person, covered in callouses and her hands a web of pale scars that show just how hard she works for Western Weyr.
In the center of her upper back is a secret that only a select few have ever seen, a brand in the shape of a circle. Inside the circle are three lines like claw marks. The brand is stretched from age, a sign that she grew into it over years rather than recieve it as an adult. Onasta makes an enormous effort to keep it hidden, even going so far as to wear an undershirt that specifically covers it. The mark bears the last remnants of her life before the Weyr, when turmoil and distrust ruled her life.
Personality: Onasta's personality is as large as her dragon and it is somehow packed into her tiny body. She is fierce, and at times close to violently, protective of the Weyr and all its Holds. That being said she does not believe in being overly rigid and loves to joke and goof around with those in her Wing as if they were brothers and sisters. To her they are after all, having never known her own family she adopts anyone that flies in the same wing as her and does her best to keep them safe. Everyone is on the same level in Onasta's mind, only the Wingleader can make her fall in line due to loyalty, but if someone angers her she will allow them to hear her side no matter who it is. Wingleader or not.
That anger burns deep in her when someone angers Onasta. Despite her best attempts at holding it in, and Jibasth routinely informs her that she will develop an ulcer if she continues, she will eventually pop and growl at anyone who will listen. Usually that honor is given to her best friend Nicara who makes a habit of keeping all the secrets the fiery rider can trust her with. Many a cup of hot klah has been spilled when Onasta begins gesticulating with her hands during a particularly frustrating story. This anger, however, is like a small volcano blowing its top. Showy and expressive but in her case it is usually short lived, she calms dow quickly once she tells others how she feels and deals with her feelings. Apologies often follow her small explosions and she has never once held a grudge against another. Grudges simply are worth her time or health! Indeed the only grudge she has ever borne is towards the silver Threads that took her friends, her family.
Not one to be trifled with, even if joy resurfaces quickly and grudges dissipate in moments, Onasta will not allow her own temper to get in the way of any duty that she has. Even if she must bite her lower lip and hold onto her frustration until a more appropriate moment she will comply to accomplish her goals. Goals that she set in motion when she was very young as she set watching dragons fly through the skies in drills. In order to fulfill those goals she will uphold the rules and traditions passed down by dragonmen from ancient times, though she does believe in hard work overcoming any of the conservative short sights that still pass for common within High Reaches Weyr. Onasta wants some responsibility in her life, the ability to be of service to those around her, though this can sometimes spiral back to her wanting to have some sort of value in her own life.
Unafraid of being around large groups of people and often finding a sort of relief when bathed in the glow of company she will be the first to initiate conversations and show off her good natured personality. Though not outwardly fond of gossip, Onasta enjoys stories that she can add to her repitoire and pass on to eager ears, however she will not pass along anything that seems damaging or hurtful to others. In these situations she is usually admonishing of the one speaking ill, attempting to bring harmony if there is conflict.
Positive Trait List Loyal, Fearless, Fun-loving
Negative Trait List Hot-headed, Strict, Over-protective
History: No one is sure exactly where Onasta was born, certainly she has no parents to tell her the secret, and if she does know she isn't spoiling the mystique her unknown origin creates. She was Searched by Western Weyr while an orphaned Holdbrat living in Rivercrest Hold where she had been dropped by a pirate ship at age five. Her comings and goings were never exactly controlled so much as noted by the adults around her, no one attempted to control her as a child, in fact they often allowed her to do as she pleased. Good or bad, usually bad. Her dealings with pirates were just beginning, over the course of her years in Rivercrest she would steal, cheat, lie, and otherwise reak havoc throughout the shops and brothels in the Hold. While anyone from the outside would have believed that she was as evil as any of the pirates she dealt with on a daily basis they would be wrong, the brand that burned fresh on her back showcased that she was the property of a particularly wicked pirate captain who spent quite a bit of time there.
That bit is the only part of her history that anyone knows, told to the dragonrider that Searched her by a shop owner in the earnest attempt to have the rider take the owner's daughter instead. Luckily for Onasta the rider's dragon was much more insistant than the shop owner and she was able to leave the Hold on the back of a large blue dragon. A flight she has never forgotten.
Wind in her face, sunset to the west, the young girl rode her first dragon to Western Weyr and was completely smitten by the life. Her life forever changed as she settled into the routine set by the Candidatemaster. Lessons were new to her and the rules that were suddenly imposed on her had her doubting herself, only one rule had been placed on her as a child, always pay the captain. Now with so many she was overwhelmed, but a small weyrbrat helped her to overcome the worst of it and adapt to life without much issue. Her old habits took some time to break, but she sought to break them before the first Impression she would stand at, wanting badly to Impress a dragon with her strength of character. Nicara, the small weyrbrat she befriended, did her best to aid Onasta every step of the way with her calm demeanor and ability to accomplish most any task set before her. If Onasta's hand slid to relieve someone of a coin, it was Nicara's hand that placed it back almost as quickly.
The two became nearly inseperable, only their schedules pulling them apart to a certain degree. If one was seen without the other it was certain that they were at least close by, keeping an eye on their friend. With Nicara's help, Onasta's skills and confidence steadily grew until she Impressed a large brown hatchling at her second Impression. Jibasth, as she would instantly come to know the hatchling, became Onasta's entire world; everything from his care to training for their eventual flight became her entire reason for being and she relished in the opportunity to learn as much as she could about the growing brown. Nicara was whisked away for a time to learn how to play the violin, something that her quiet and ever present friend excelled at and Onasta was alone. Or rather, entirely too busy training for her fist year to notice the shorter spans of time she could spend with her best friend. It became harder and harder for her to notice the length of time that passed, training relentlessly to attain the goal she picked for herself and her now giant brown dragon. Onasta and Jibasth set their sights on becoming ranking members in their first wing.
Though she briefly lost touch with her best friend, Onasta had no shortage of help in her daily life. Jibasth was of the same mind, her perfect partner, he calmed her when she was angry, laughed and joked with her at both apropriate and inapropriate times, acted as a conscience when she needed a compass. The two excelled at their trainings with few incidents and were eventually placed as a watchrider in her late teens. Placed over Black Sands Hold for a number of turns, Onasta was intensely bored and sought out ways to ease her particular boredom during her guard duties. It was in Black Sands that she learned to sing for both Jibasth and the Watch Wher, both of whom appeared to enjoy it immensely and urged her to continue. Though she never became a Wingsinger she does sing to any dragon around her when she is in the Weyr with Jibasth and likes to think that it calms them.
Other: I got attached to her after the contest. XD; I'm a dork! I just hope it's okay to do this when she didn't win the contest.
DRAGON
Name: Jibasth
Age: 16
Color: Brown
Size: 42
Physical Description: Large, broad, and with a wingspan that impresses his rider every time, Jibasth is unashamed of his size and though he does his best not to flaunt it the brown is unafraid of criticism. He just naturally takes up more space than others. Due in part to his own training needs and his rider's hopes and desires he is muscled and kept in peak form constantly. Onasta keeps him well cleaned and oiled, the better to keep him in good health and flying high.
Littered with spots, patches, and whorls of all shapes and sizes, he is instantly recongnizable in the sky and these markers have been used to locate him no matter where he flies.
Personality: The water to his rider's fire and the conscience she needs during her most unstable moments, Jibasth is a picture of mellow and relaxed. Rare is the situation that upsets his mellow cool and if it does manage to occur he will meet it with every ounce of strength and resolve in his large body. Jibasth is a hard worker by nature and can often be found working towards the good of the Weyr, both with and without his rider. Onasta's beliefs are a mirror for his own ambitions and he works together with her to accomplish any goals they have.
Not the most acrobatic flyer around, he makes up for his shortcomings with stamina to spare and a quick eye for danger. Jibasth has been known to put himself between his rider and the menace of Thread, allowing it to touch his large size rather than hers and popping Between to rid himself of the bite. It is a point of contention that has worn a hole in the both of them, as neither is willing to allow harm to come to the other without a fight. The big brown often wins when in the air, his "dainty speck" of a human often finds it hard to argue when strapped to his sturdy shoulders miles above ground. It is an argument the two continue on the ground.
The arguments of her physical safety aside, he will allow Onasta to run amok and pursue any and all things in life. He serves as her biggest cheerleader and Jibasth has encouraged her every step of the way, and always finds it returned in her endearing love and trust in him. He can see into her past, knows her deepest feelings, and does his best to help her come to grips with the darkness that she tries hard to hide from others. It took years but Jibasth managed to convince her to use her songs to release the past troubles from her heart.
Plus he gets to hear her sing.
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