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Name: Trissa
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Weyr: Western
Rider Rank: Wingrider (Fire Storm)
Previous Rank/Craft: Candidate
Voice: [ X ] - Searching for a voice
Song: Fight Song - Rachel Platten
Physical Description: Trissa is a wisp of a young lady looking like she could be swept off her feet by a passing gust of wind. Petite and lithe, she barely hits five feet tall on a good day but she hopes to grow just a little more before all is said and done. Her complexion is incredibly pale and her platinum blonde hair and grey eyes make her look rather desaturated in color. She keeps her hair in a loose braid as it's very thin and straight, making it difficult to hold any other style. Everything about her is delicate and she tends to wear pale colored clothing so she doesn't look like death warmed over. Her features are delicate and obnoxiously perfect, almost begging for a scar, a mole, something to mar the otherwise flawless visage.

Personality: Trissa may look and act gentle and quiet, but she is first and foremost a determined young lady who is out to prove everyone wrong. She knows what she wants and will try anything and everything to get it, putting in hours of work or studying extra hard. She is not as physically capable as her fellow riders and she knows that, so she tries to make up for it in other ways. Being resourceful comes in handy, especially when someone left something important on a tall shelf that she can't reach or Broleith has a difficult spot to reach between his wings that's in desperate need of a scratch. Trissa has enough tenacity to keep herself going even when she feels like she's going to fall over from exhaustion. Although she is determined and pushes herself, she does lack stamina and often finds herself lagging behind others when physical tasks are at hand. The mind may be strong, but the flesh is weak, as the saying goes.

Trissa is attentive to authority figures and generally heeds their word without question, but if something doesn't align with what she thinks is right she will hesitate to carry out the order. When fighting Thread this is rare, it's more on a moral and personal level than one of battle and safety. Should something go against her values, she'll quietly and politely dig in her heels and remain unwavering to herself and withstand whatever punishment she is dealt. Trissa will bear her burden quietly, well aware that just because she thinks one way doesn't mean everyone does. In the past, she was usually at the outskirts of a group, listening but keeping to herself and not giving much input. While she never appreciated being completely overlooked or forgotten, Trissa didn't mind that she wasn't the center of attention. Someone else can take the limelight, she's quite happy in the shadows. Since Bro came along, though, Trissa has found herself engaged in more conversations and interactions with her peers which leaves her mentally exhausted. Before finding Hers, she could get by with being around other people since she didn't participate in conversations very much, but now that her blue thrusts her into all sorts of social situations, Trissa finds herself needing alone time more and more often to make up for her bubbly blue's extroversion. Staying in her weyr instead of joining peers after practice for a drink and some food might make her seem aloof or cold, but she's simply an introverted gal who needs some 'me' time. She does worry a bit that others might think she's being rude because of this, but those who matter don’t mind, and those who do mind don’t matter.

Determination and stubbornness aside, Trissa is a sensitive soul and can take criticism and harsh words badly if said too forcefully or in mean-spirited way. She is an emotional crier so whether she's frustrated, mad, sad, or overwhelmed, the tears will start to flow. She tries to fight it back so as not to appear weak or a nuisance to others, but it's hard to control and sometimes she feels much better after a good stress cry. She hates that she can't control her tears, though, especially in the setting she now finds herself in. Trissa doesn't want to be labeled the weak link and frustrated crying after failing a practical exam doesn't help her case.

If you're lucky enough to get Trissa to come out of her shell a bit, you'll find a friendly if quiet young lady who will keep you as close as you'll allow her to. She doesn't make friends easily but when she does you've got one for life. She'll be there if someone needs something at the drop of a hat and goes above and beyond to make her friends happy, whether it's a surprise gift or just an ear to talk to. She truly enjoys the few relationships she keeps and is always grateful for her friends.

Positive: Determined, Resourceful, Loyal, Warm-hearted.
Negative: Sensitive, Stubborn, Introverted.

History: Trissa was born and raised in Western Weyr and for as long as she could remember, she wanted to be a dragon rider. Her mother - a cook in the weyr - always assumed it was the dream of a little girl and she'd grow out of it, but with each passing year Trissa only grew more and more interested in following riders around or talking to Candidates that would stop by the Creche where she spent most of her time. As she grew older, her mother finally started to plant seeds of discouragement in joining the ranks of the Candidates and began to subtly push Trissa towards a life in the kitchen just as she had done.

Trissa wasn't pleased when she realized what her mother was doing. The two had a minor fallout when she confronted her mother about discouraging her from following her dream and for a while they didn't speak. It wasn't until Thread fell again that the two buried the hatchet, not wanting for one of them to possibly die while they were arguing. The need for Candidates sky rocketed and Trissa finally told her mother she was going to join the ranks no matter what. While the thought of losing her daughter to Thread terrified her, her mother could see the determination in Trissa's eyes. She wanted her to have a fighting chance and the best way for her to do that was to let her hopefully find a dragon to call her own. It was better than cowering in a home that wouldn't protect them if Thread had hit it.

With her mother's hesitant but heartfelt blessing Trissa became a Candidate on her 14th turn and it wasn't long after that that she was whisked off to a tropical island to Stand at a Weyrless queen's Hatching. She was nervous as this was her first Hatching and it was definitely not 'by the book' and by the time the last few eggs began to hatch she was burnt to a crisp. But she continued to stand on the hot Sands, waiting for the chance to wrap her arms around a little dragon as so many of her peers had done.

An egg shimmed in the sand, uncovering itself before exploding open. A little blue sat dazed in its place, a piece of the shell plastered to his face. With another shake of his head the shell flung off, leaving the blue to hunt down His. Trissa watched but didn't hope, knowing it was her first time and there would be many other Hatchings to stand at, but as the blue looked her over she felt something... no. Heard something.

Look at you, poor thing. Red as a spiderclaw! Suppose that's my fault, makin' you wait so long. Forgive your Broleith, Trissamine? Trissa watched as the blue made his way to her, eyes swirling rainbow as a feeling of love and apology and completion washed over her. The pain from the sun was no longer an issue as she reached down to scoop up the small dragon, even someone as small as her able to lift the little creature. Their adventures began right away as they were betweened back to Western where Trissa was treated for her rather awful sunburn and lessons began anew.
Other: Nameday is 3559.06.10. Ages up on June 10th.  

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Name: Broleith
Age: 1
Color: Blue
Size: 49'
Voice: X - Jock from Lady and the Tramp
Song: Bagpipes of War
Physical Description: Broleith is on the small side for a blue, but what he lacks in physical size he makes up for in energy. He's constantly on the move, either trotting back and forth or stretching his long wings. He's quite stocky and strong for a blue which does affect his speed over time, but he's quick as lightening over short distances. His forehead is rather wide as well and his headknobs are thicker than average, lending comically (but not usefully) to his figurative head-butting with other dragons.
Personality: Broleith is, in a word, stubborn. Once he's made up his mind about something not even the most tempting morsel of food or the sweetest dragon (outside of a gold forcing him...but that's not very sweet, is it?) asking him oh-so nicely will make him change. He's quick to voice his opinion on anything and everything whether or not he was asked and he'll stick to his guns even if someone proves him wrong. He's hotheaded and will start AND finish any fight that comes his way, size and color be damned.

Underneath the abrasive exterior resides a gooey center. Broleith has a huge soft spot for anything small, cute, and cuddly and is fiercely protective of those that can't defend themselves. As much as he butts heads with other dragons, the more he argues with you the more he likes you and he will defend your honor with his dying breath. A believer of 'tough love', Broleith shows his affection with teasing and taunting, but knows when someone needs a gentler approach. An outgoing, protective blue resides within the roughneck and only those that can withstand or give as good as they get will get to see that side of him.

Experience:
Target Accuracy: 2
Flame Length: 2
General Stamina: 4
General Agility: 8
Between Accuracy: 4
Pain Resilience: 4
Instinct: 5
Luck: 5  

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