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Name: Falora
Age: 15
Gender:Females
Sexual Orientation: bisexual
Craft: N/A
Rank: Candidate

History:
Being the oldest of her siblings, Falora enjoyed many years of her father's graces. She was a treasure to him. He was fascinated by how quickly she learned and grew. He taught her songs, and games. As a small child she was pleasant to everyone around her. The others in her age group got along with her well, she was never one for fighting. More often she was the one breaking it up. The littlest girl with the biggest personality.

The arrival of her little brother gave Falora something more. It was as if she now had a purpose. It was to protect him. When he was a baby she would visit with him, bring him things, sing to him. As he got older it became apparent that he would need no protecting. By the age of 9 he could lift her onto his shoulders.

It seemed that time passed slowly from that day on, until her father fell ill. He was stubborn and refused to see the healer, saying that a illness would not stop him from providing for and taking care of his family. This continued until he was found collapsed out in the fields. By this time, the sickness had taken too much strength from him, and he died. Her mother held strong, and continued to raise and provide for Falora and her siblings.

After her father's death, Falora became different. She became withdrawn and quiet, preferring to stay out of others way. Then the search rider came, and Falora was chosen. She was reluctant to leave her family, but she saw the chance of impressing a dragon as a great oppurtunity, and consented to go.

Appearance:
Falora is actually quite pretty, with dark brown hair and bright hazel eyes that can either look green or blue, depending on what she is wearing. Her form is short and a bit mousy, as she stands at 4’11. Slightly wavy bangs are usually covering one eye, and her naturally wavy hair cascades to the middle of her back when not pulled up. Her skin tone is very light. Her face is heart-shaped, with arching eyebrows big, a small nose, and wide eyes framed by long lashes.

Clothing wise, she prefers tunics and trousers over skirts and dresses. She usually wears neutral colors.

Personality:
After her father’s death, A small change had come over the once very cheerful girl. She is still herself, still kind, but there is now a dark streak. An ever present sadness behind her eyes. Its almost like a small shadow occasionally passes over them but it will usually disappear after a moment. She often uses her hair to cover her eyes completely, but when once she gets more comfortable with someone, gains a bit of confidence, and will show her eyes, as well as speak openly.

One thing that does cause her to come out of her shell, if only briefly, is when someone wrongly accuses or insults anyone. Falora is fericely loyal to her friends and can have a very sharp tongue when they are threatened of insulted. Much to her chagrin, when her dander is up she'll lay into anyone regardless of rank. This has caused her problems in the past.

She also has a serious dislike of healers, which goes back to when the healer at her hold refused to help her father while he was sick without his consent until it was too late. She blames all healers for that one's actions.

She has a bit of a clumsy side, and has a knack for tripping when there is nothing to trip on. She tends to stutter a bit when she is embarrassed, unsure or scared.


Other: N/A