Name: Belia
Age: 31
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Everything
Weyr: High Reaches Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: Journeyman Cake & Dessert Design
Physical Description: Fluffy from the top of her ponytail to the tips of her toes, this young woman is not a slim model for certain but she truly has a glow about her draws others towards her. It could be her softly rounded facial features added to the soft and slightly fluffier size of her body or even her 4'10" stature, but people often mistake Belia's age for younger than she truly is, a problem she doesn't mind. It could be one of the things that gives her nose and silvery/gray eyes crinkle a bit with her impish smiles and they can crinkle so much that when she gets to smiling and laughing hard her eyes will close until it eases and she loves to laugh. If she is happy everything about her seems to glow and have an extra lift, she'll hop about and run amok in ways that make her seem to be floating just as much as her brown hair.
When on the ground she's in a dress with an apron tied about her waist and most often covered in flour as she'll spend any free time she has baking and making things for family and friends. For gathers she really breaks it all out and wears something that shows off all her curves.
Personality: Need to find a person that will give you the shirt off of her own back, the muffins she baked just ten minutes ago, or her own time in an endeavor that in no way benefits her, look no further than this short green rider. To give is in her nature, it's part of what made her love baking so much, because she could give things to people and see the joy on their faces, but if she allows it to get out of control with the giving it becomes overwhelming. That's not the worst thing ever, but added to her general impish nature she can be a handful to deal with, like a storm rolling through made of flour and baked goods and compliments that can steamroll anyone that she's attempting to help with her intentions. She doesn't mean for it to happen, but Belia is a handful to deal with as she'll simply give because the impulse came to her in that moment. In fact she does everything because it came to her in that moment, a thought wafting through on the breeze.
If that impulsive nature isn't curbed she'll give away everything that she owns, dedicate all of her time to making things for people that might... not want them. Not that they'll be ungrateful but she can be smothering once she knows that you need something and she isn't at all afraid to continue giving and making for them. She's an open book about this desire, an open book about everything, Belia has no secrets and that isn't because she can't keep someone else's but because they'll be written all over her face if someone asks. It makes it very easy to deal with her, for those that talk to her will instantly know where they stand and there are so few that she views negatively most will be amused by her friendliness. No one really gets to her, not colorists, not those that are negative, not even bullies, for there are ways to get back at those that treat her or any others she cares for unfairly.
And yes, every one of those ways involves the creative baking that she's always employed since her childhood. Leaving small 'gifts' of baskets full of oddly flavored muffins, buckets of flour that might fall on the intended, floury hand prints in places or everywhere. Nothing has ever been so malicious that anyone was hurt, but her impish streak won't let things go and her creative nature mixed with her playful side makes it easy to come up with new and devious methods of exacting 'revenge'. After which she'll offer up something sweet and a hug before running off to have fun or fulfill some other desire. Belia will never be considered wicked or overly mean, but sometimes she leaves others shaking their heads.
Positive Trait List: Playful, Giving, Creative, Open
Negative Trait List: Impish, Overwhelming, Impulsive, Unintentionally smothering
History: Firstborn daughter of two farmers living on the outer edges of Landing Hold down far on the southern continent, Belia was the sort of child that could never be contained no matter what the situation that arose and often spent all her days outside running around and wreaking havoc upon any child or adult that crossed her path. Not the malevolent sort of havoc of course, just the comical sort that would often lead to heads in hands or laughter depending upon those in her direct path. Her childhood was the gentle and very sweet sort that involved love and lots of it; younger siblings soon followed her where she would lead them off on adventures into the south fields or down to the creek that ran through the farm looking for anything that moved in the water. She taught her sisters and brothers how to fish, how to cook (once she had learned from her mother of course), how to ride runner beasts, and even how to spot a dragon and their rider in the sky flying overhead so far above.
Though she loved her siblings and helping around the farm, though she enjoyed playing and adventuring very much, the one thing that Belia loved more than anything on all Pern, was to bake. Her mother, Tiabella, showed her how to bake once she was old enough to lick the spoon by sitting a bowl in her lap and having her stir whatever was inside. She learned quickly that flour was not the best thing to give her exuberant small daughter, lest the entire kitchen be covered in a thin layer of white and nothing be left in the bowl. As she grew the pudgy little girl began to experiment with her own styles of baking, styles that sometimes lead to joyous eating and other times lead to the canines eating whatever they could stomach, but with each experiment in flavor and technique she became better and better. Every family gathering they had revolved around some desert or another that she’d crafted just for them and there were times when the Hold gathered together that she would break out something massive for them all, a tiered cake with flowers all over it was her favorite thing to make and the one thing that caught the interest of a woman that would come to be important to her later.
Though not too later in her life, as within a turn or so a message came to her parents, asking if their eldest daughter would like to come and study in a craft hall in Southern Hold. Belia was ecstatic; over the moons even, to be given a chance to design desserts in an actual craft hall was what she’d always wanted but never once dreamed of having a shot at. Though it cost some marks, her parents were able to find a dragon rider willing to fly her there and on that day the young girl experienced two wonderful moments in her life at the same time. Many turns passed while she studied in the Cooking Craft Hall, swinging back and forth with the things that she would learn and sucking it all in thanks to the honor of even being offered a chance at it. Once she settled on cake and dessert design she excelled and never once looked back at anything else. Oh certainly, she can cook with the best of them and bread is one of her favorite things to make, even if it isn’t sugary in the least, but desserts called to her and with every new thing she created and tried, she remembered to send back muffins and cakes to her family and to visit whenever she was given the opportunity. Though rare, it was always a treat to see her family and how they’d grown, for she was close to all her siblings and made a habit of doting on them all the best she could.
One sibling, the shyest of all her sisters even, stood out as her ‘favorite’ among the outgoing family and Belia often made it a habit to visit and profess her undying(sisterly) love for her baby sister Zamistia. If she sent back many muffins after she got closer to the girl it was to be expected, for her parents could only shake their head at her smothering her with love, wanting her to be just as brave as she could be. It was hard to do, being that she was so far away from her Hold, from her family, but at the age of 22 she walked the tables to Journeyman and the very first thing she did was run home, or rather ride home with a caravan that she spent the entire time spoiling with different crazy foods and desserts as way of payment. Though she was able to spend half a turn in Landing once more she was called upon by a dragon rider to come to High Reaches and create something for a feast following an Impression and followed them on a whim despite being given the option to say no. Of course that was never really an option.
While she made a cake that of course brought smiles it was a smile of her own that came about when she was approached by a bronze rider and his dragon just before she left to return home or go... anywhere. She wasn't sure where. When M'aze and Zeath approached her she quickly discovered that there was a place for her there in the Weyr, a place she had only ever been once. Now a Candidate, Belia adapted to learning a bit differently, but she loved every second of being around others and getting to use her free time to make food for the teenagers and young men and women that were learning and standing alongside her. It didn't take overly long for her vibrant and impish personality to pair up with a dragon, a stripy green that came running up to her not long after eggs started hatching and sat right before her with bright purple eyes. Confused, a bit overwhelmed herself which was odd for her as it was suddenly flipped on her, Cozellath began to laugh playfully and bowed her head lovingly to her chosen bonded, a voice that sounded of Spring breezes and sunshine whispered into her head.
Never be overwhelmed in your Cozellath's presence my lovely Belia, for these hearts beat only for your open and creative one. I want to see what you make, I want to help others with you and make all of Pern smile.It melted Belia's already rapidly beating heart and the short woman picked up her baby dragon and walked off the sands with her in tears, which was a motion that set the tone for how they would grow together and interact with others. Luckily for the small rider her dragon didn't grow very large at all and it certainly came in handy for how the little dragon would go and slip down hallways and through the Weyr mischievously, usually following after one particular bronze dragon and his rider. While she likely wasn't the bane of M'aze and Zeath's lives, Cozellath often found a way to follow them around and sleep on them or around them after her rider introduced the pair to her. To Belia's amusement she had to chase the little dragon down at times, only to find her with the pair who became fast friends and sometimes victims of baked pranks involving never ending muffins in riding bags and sometimes even crazier things.
Those faded out a bit when Thread returned, trying to get used to Pern tilting on it's head and things changing so dramatically took some doing, but if anyone could it was these two. Belia often tries to feed those wounded and still runs around leaving things for others and going out of her way to help where she can; Cozellath spends her free time being a comforting presence for wounded and sick in the Healers ward. They have a lot of kindness to give and though they now balance that out with fighting thread to protect Pern, the pair still finds a way.
Other: Older sister to Dea's Zamistia
Belia loves to cook in her free time but she's gotten comfortable being told no as she doesn't want to put the Weyr she loves out.
DRAGON
Name: Cozellath
Age: 8
Color: Green
Size: 18'
Physical Description: A very small green, extremely dainty with a bit shorter neck and a very long tail, Cozellath holds most of her strength in her hind legs as her front legs are just a bit shorter like her neck. With the stripes of green on her wings it gives the illusion of them being longer than they are, the stripes at the base of her tail do the same. While she has some odd proportions none of them are so dramatic that it makes her awkward when flying though watching her kick off from the ground shows just how strong those rear legs are.
Because of her small size, her stamina is very low and makes it a bit hard for her to last the full length of half a fall as well as coloring just how short her flights are. Because of her playful nature she likes to take her suitors on twisting flights up into the air
Personality: Warm Spring breeze is a very good description for how Cozellath interacts with the world, she breathes kindness and friendliness into everything that she does, but she will grasp at your hair and tangle it up playfully as she passes. It isn't in a malicious way, she just wants to show her affection in playful ways and to make others smile through creative ways. Both of her large hearts beat for her Weyr and she will do everything that she can to take care of them, whether that means she run off to the Healers ward when she's got free time to spend with upset dragons or sick riders or wounded anyone, whether it means she watches candidates and takes little ones for a fast ride with her rider, she's willing to do all of it to be of help and to show them that she cares.
Much like her rider, she has an impish side that cannot be restrained unless pushed very hard by a wingleader. She won't ever do playful things at inopportune times, never when flying and never when it could hurt another being. That would go against everything that she stands for! She does enjoy watching her rider stuff muffins in people's bags, loves helping her pass them off on M'aze at times and really likes to run around looking for the next target. For the most part she's grown out of it herself but she enjoys watching it and being of aid to her playful rider. As a young hatchling she was very prone to sticking around Zeath and even as an adult she will happily find him and sleep with him in the sunlight or listen to his jokes and offer feedback or just peals of bright laughter.
Both of her hearts belong to a certain dragon but while her rider might know and poke at her jokingly, Cozellath isn't talkinga bout who she's got her eye on.
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