Name: Solameya
Age: 25 [27 as of 2020]
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Pan, some poly inclinations
Craft: Harper - Dance & Defense
Rank: Journeyman
Location: High Reaches Weyr
Physical Description: A vibrant and active young woman, there's a degree of cultivated drama in Solameya's appearance. Standing in a five foot six, her build is shapely and toned. Her frequent practicing of dances of all sorts, practicing various methods of defense of self and others, keeps her fit but not sporting overly defined muscles, instead preferring to maintain her feminine curves and planes while low key having the strength and know how to take down a grown man and pin his a** to the ground if need be. Her blue eyes stand in contrast with her deep warm complexion, framed by dark lashes. Her curly black hair falls to a little past her waist when worn loose, though she prefers to plait up her locks for any number of reasons, from keeping her hair out of her face, up off her neck, fancying things up for Gathers or other events, exercising, and so on. Her clothing styles may vary, though she has a general preference for tighter fitting tops and looser, more free flowing skirts or pants. Ideally, she likes sleeveless or short sleeved tops or dresses so she can show off her arms, which both bear sleeves of swirling dark teal blue tattoos with various shades of lighter teal blues filling in much of the swirled linework, from shoulders to mid forearms. She does enjoy jewelry but tends to reserve wearing it for functions, or, if she’s feeling like sprucing up for a regular day, will don some hair jewelry, maybe a small ring or something for a little bit of shine.
Personality: There are some who know Solameya that say she was made for the craft specialization she took, others say that it, in part, helped shape who she has become, perhaps its a bit of both. She's a hardworking woman that will practice a skill, mannerism, or whatever it may be until she is absolutely certain she's got it down. If it doesn't feel quite right, then it obviously isn't. She's got her own standards to meet and will become frustrated with herself if she has continued trouble with something. Her body and mind are her tools and she aims to keep them sharp and ready for whenever she may need them. She'll keep assessing, coming in at different angles, and pounding the proverbial pavement at her problem until she figures it out. While the odd source of stress for herself, it's proven useful when taking up work. Practice makes perfect, after all. Solameya is a very capable woman, able to hold her own in a physical fight as much as a performing at gather. Once given a goal, she'll stick to it until the job is done. She gets a lot of enjoyment out of doing her work and doing it well. Lively and outgoing, the woman's comfortable working with and for others, though often struggles to ask for help if she needs it. If it's offered, she'll gladly take it, but unless it is, she'll just keep plodding along, figuring that the problem will get solved one way or another.
Her natural protective instincts are both helped and occasionally hindered by her overly critical eye. It's a very rare thing to find Solameya actually deeply resting, seemingly always being a bit on edge, even if it's just inwardly. Commotion sets her off. Raised voices, even those whose tone is more jovial excitement, can put her on alert. Though she may not display her edginess outwardly, there has been more than one occasion a friend or someone looking to get her attention by tapping her on the shoulder or arm has been met with a subtle flinch and quickly made eye contact, almost as though she's expecting trouble or to be relayed some new information. Aside from tending toward being hard on herself, she isn't one hundred percent correct about everyone all the time. Caught someone having a bad day while she's on high alert? She may hold it in her head that the person is grumpy, snippy, rude, whatever in general and may act accordingly, until called out or proven wrong on the matter. While embarrassing, her penchant for self deprecating humor will have her laughing it off at her own expense.
Perhaps out of necessity or a work related habit, coupled with her willingness to seemingly change how she presents herself depending situation at hand, Solameya can be more cryptic or theatrical than she needs to be with things she says and does. Under the roles she plays, she deeply cares for the people in her life, willingly putting herself in harms way if it means she can take the brunt of something meant for someone she's looking after, then play it off with a wave of a hand and a laugh, for after all, it's never a big deal. It's just part of her job, in her craft and as a friend.
Positive Trait List Adaptable, capable, vivacious, protective
Negative Trait List Always at least a little on edge, fiery, overly critical (of self and others), has a hard time asking for help
History:
It had taken a traveling Gold rising above Ista for her parents to give in to the romantic and sexual tensions that had been building between them. Her mother, a journeyman general cook, and her father, a journeyman dragonhealer, took the plunge and decided to become weyrmates when the pregnancy was announced. Solameya's earliest days and years were relatively quiet. When she was old enough to tag along, she first trailed after her mother, watching and helping with chores in and around the kitchens. A couple of years on, she was allowed to shadow her father, help hold things, generally be moral support if the riders and dragons in his care were amenable to a very young Istan girl trying to cheer them up and chat, and trying to stay out from under foot. Growing up in a Weyr that frequently saw an ever changing cast of characters, Solameya got to hear from folks from all walks of life, folks from a huge range of craft discplines. When it came time for the girl to start thinking on what she wanted to do with herself, she was well informed of her choices. While she had always had enjoyed spending time with her parents as they worked, the Harpercraft had drawn her interest.
With their blessing, her parents sent her off to Fort Hold to pursue her Harper aspirations. It had taken a turn or two for her to come to decide on a specialization, but Solameya took to the work like a fish to water. She relished in the hustle and bustle of the busy Hold, a distinct change from the quieter, more recuperative atmosphere of her home Weyr. Her apprenticeship was uneventful and, when enough work had been put in, enough time passed, she walked-the-tables. In celebration of that achievement, she got her tattoo sleeves. A few turns of taking work here and there around Pern, she had been fortunate enough to be in a Weyr when Thread returned. It had almost seemed like a nightmare at the time. The tension she felt just having to hide away had set her to pacing, circulating among those she had taken shelter with, just to offer comfort or talk to help take their minds off things, hers as much as whatever person that was interested in discourse. When things had calmed down, Solameya gladly jumped back to work. Forward on to a month from the present and she had been stopped by a Searchrider. At first, she had thought that maybe they were needing directions or to ask her something. Needless to say, the harper was taken aback by what was next said to her. She had what it takes to be a candidate, and maybe if she was lucky enough to be picked by a dragonet, a rider some day. She had laughed at first, but upon being reassured that they were, in fact, quite genuine, Solameya agreed to go along with them to High Reaches Weyr.
Solameya has a few mixed feelings about being Searched so late. On one hand, she's just terribly tickled at the timing, considering that she's only got a turn left to Stand as far as being a High Reaches candidate goes, and has in part agreed to tag along for the sheer humor and curiosity of it. What's a turn and change? If she doesn't find herself pairbonded within the span of time before she ages out, she can always fall back onto the craft she'd previously dedicated herself to. If she otherwise finds herself hooked on the possibility of maybe becoming a rider and HR doesn't pan out for her, she can see about popping over to Western to try for a few extra years. On the other hand, a turn or two really isn't a lot of time. Why only just approach her now, as a journeyman in her craft? Was she not good enough when she was younger? Maybe she needed to grow into herself or something, but she's experiencing a few odd degrees of frustration or self doubt. It's an exciting time, don't get her wrong! Solameya holds what dragonriders do in high regard. She'd chosen to pursue a specialization that lets her protect people, granted on a smaller scale. Being a rider would be a chance to help defend whole Weyrs or territories from Thread.
Other: Has little issue with physical intimacy, even freely expressing fondness for friends with face, temple, cheek kisses and cuddling, but she tends to be slow to dip a toe in the pool of deeper, romantic relationships. More casual romances, she doesn't have a problem with. Romances and bed mates are the only ones who will receive kisses to this lips. Just the weird code she adheres to.
Utterly hates rudeness and has responded very verbally harsh to rudeness in the past. (Ex: An old woman in line behind her was getting snippy at the trader that was presently helping her. She craned around and deadpan asked "What's the matter? Do you feel like your time is slipping away from you? You can't be patient for just a few more moments?" Not her proudest moment, but it felt good at the time. )
Candidate Specific Questions
Do you want them to have an official Search RP? No
Do you understand they will age every passing year regardless if you're there to RP the or not? Yes
Do you want them to have a possible Stands Impression? No
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