ISO: CARETAKER, Nights and weekends are a must. Must love working with kids. Flexible boss and good benefits. Hazard Pay.
Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses, V'kenti has an analytical mind but doesn't always connect emotionally with people. Being promoted to wingleader, V'kenti knows that could be a big flaw for him and his wing and so he has an idea of how to deal with it: find the traits that he lacks in a wingsecond.
V'kenti now as Al'ndru, another analytical mind and now requires someone of a more....empathetic type. With High Reaches typical color/gender bias in mind, V'kenti thinks that women are typically more suited for the caring/loving roles than men and that from Lestenna, some women can be strong. While this doesn't disqualify male riders as he is traditional in nature and bronze riders sit more equally with him for wingseconds.
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What I'm looking for: || An Empathetic character! : V'kenti needs someone to help him relate to his wing and to quite frankly, be the "wing mom" especially having a couple of teenagers in the wing.
|| Someone who wont undermine V'kenti and will do their best to try to help the wing be their best.
|| If the character is female, I am more than willing to have them have known V'kenti for some time (or even if it's a male) as having known him would increase the likelihood of a female being chosen.
|| The character can be Male OR Female bronze/brown rider.
|| New and APPROVED characters may enter!
Contest rules: || Instead of going with a typical RP contest, I wanted y'all to have a little bit of fun with this. Because I'm looking for a specific type of character who's interactions with the rest of the wing will work, I'm not as concerned about history or personality. While you're more than welcome to put a full history and personality, an outline will do just as fine. Now here's where the fun comes in. Below the profile code will be a couple of questions for your character to answer ICly....the catch is you have to use movie quotes(TV quotes are okay as well)! You're more than welcome to post an image (but please spoiler it) or just c/p! With either option, please try to let me know what movie its from if you can!
|| EXISTING CHARACTERS MAY APPLY. Just be sure to link me to their journal!
|| The winner will receive a semi custom by one of our amazing artists!!
Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2017 9:30 am
[b]Name:[/b] In High Reaches men are given honorifics -- but not female riders. In Western Weyr, they're less restrictive about names. [b]Age:[/b] [b]Sex:[/b] [b]Sexual Orientation:[/b] [b]Weyr:[/b] High Reaches Weyr [b]Rider Rank:[/b] [b]Previous Rank/Craft:[/b] If applicable. [b]Physical Description:[/b] [b]Personality: [/b] [b]History:[/b] [b]Other:[/b] Anything else you want to add? (List any back plots you have in mind for your character and V'kenti here!)
DRAGON [b]Name:[/b] Must end int -th. No exceptions! [b]Age:[/b] [b]Color:[/b] (Bronze/brown) [b]Size:[/b] Please select actual foot length appropriate to their color and our size chart. [b]Physical Description:[/b] [b]Personality: [/b]
CONTEST INFO [b]A Wingrider has recently experienced loss in some manner, how does your wingsecond try to help, or not help?[/b]
[b]Your wingsecond has received reports on a wingrider for inappropriate behavior, how does your wingsecond handle the situation? (Take it to the wingleader? Discipline themselves? etc)[/b]
[b]There's been a conflict between two Tornado wingriders, how does your wingsecond attempt to resolve it?[/b]
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This Wingsecond contest will close TUESDAY, DECEMBER 12TH, 2017.
I now announce this contest....OPAN.
Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2017 9:20 pm
Name: D'ein Age: 27 Sex: Trans-man Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Weyr: High Reaches Weyr Rider Rank: Previous Rank/Craft: Weyrbrat Physical Description: Just below average height at 5'5" he appears to be nothing more than a teenager himself despite nearing his thirties but he shows no signs of it. Thin and willowy with a natural tendency towards going with the flow rather than fighting against it, he is strong but it shows in different ways than brute nature. Though sleight he has callouses to spare and more than a handful of scars on his arms that show his dedication to helping those around him defend life on Pern. D'ein's skin is tanned from being outdoors quite often and astride a dragon, slight freckles run the bridge of his nose below his brown eyes and lines from squinting into the sunlight are just starting to pull at the corners of those large orbs. Shoulder length hair is pulled back into a tail with a fringe of bangs that run across his forehead and get longer just before his ears, though he can let it down it often annoys him with it's thickness and finds it easier.
The scars on his arms pale in comparison to the scarring that mars his back, given to him by the claws of an angry brown hatchling that took the life of one of his friends. D'ein had attempted to save his friend and paid the price with his own flesh before Haezeth cracked from his shell to save his life-mate. Long and angry in both shape and appearance, the scars range from the nape of his neck and shoulders down nearly to his tailbone. He will be the very first to tell any Candidate to avoid getting between a dragon and it's intended target, knowing full well what it means to do so.
Clothing is a bit odd considering the circumstances of D'ein's existence. As long as he isn't fighting thread the man doesn't care to cover the fact that his gender does not match his actual identity overmuch, professional though his clothing choices are it makes the truth obvious and confusing to people that first meet him. He does not care and has never cared to hide the realities of his life born into his body but he does not wear anything that might show more than the skin of his collarbone and generally dresses as if he were about to leap onto Haezeth's back at any time. Even his feast clothing is respectful and covering as it's actually rather cold in High Reaches thank you!
Personality: D'ein believes that to be perfect and beautiful in all things is to be as hard and cruel as the mountains or the stars in the cold night sky. Better to be beautiful in a state of imperfect, messy and loving and everything warm and inviting that life has to offer, better to be a human with a heart open and accepting. He believes this with all his heart and has often been the voice of love and reason in life when pain and terror come to darken doors in any form that they might take. Hate, suffering, death and heartache only make him kinder, only make him stronger than he was before so that he can protect and shelter those that need it. Thread broke his heart and so he gave it to those that lost their own in the form of family, friends, or even dragons. His gentle nature is not to be mistaken for weakness, anyone that threatens his loved ones stands the risk of a harsh talking to and a depth-less anger that will take quite some time to dissipate. Some have tried to tell him that he is naive for showing such love and care to everyone no matter who they are or what they have to say to him for it, but the man has seen death and has known pain deep in his own heart, he knows that he is nothing of the sort (at least no longer).
Quiet until spoken to and very sweet the moment he opens his mouth, a sarcastic word has never passed through D'ein's lips and he prefers to be professional rather than mocking or flippant. His kind demeanor is most likely the cause of this and the gentle words he speaks are often soft, almost a whisper, until he's in the air receiving orders or yelling to others over the beating of wings and searing of Thread. This gives him a raspy voice at the end of the day and is usually blamed for his soft voice, though any that know him well should be aware that D'ein has never spoken loudly unless necessary. Professionalism and kindness aside he does like to joke around and have a good time, though never at the risk of insulting anyone, he is in the same wing as some teenagers after all.
Secrets and mystery are not D'ein's nature, he grew up in the Weyr beside many of the riders he now battles Thread with and any secret he might have pales to the one they all know. Having been born in the wrong body he has made no attempt to hide his actual gender and though he is as discreet as possible when it comes to how he interacts with others it is certainly no secret. Rather he is altogether happy that he was born into the open minded nature of a Weyr, even the most traditional on Pern, as he was accepted by most of those around him and though it was never a cake-walk he need not explain and defend his life as he might have in a hold. There are a few that made comments as to the color of dragon that D'ein might Impress during Candidacy, however that group has been appropriately silent for years in the wake of the Haezeth's choice.
History: Born to High Reaches Weyr as the daughter of two Lower Cavern workers that tried to raise her but found themselves too busy and quickly split up, Daviein grew up somewhat alone in the Creche. Many of the children in the Creche didn't know what to do with her as she, very early on, stated she was not a girl but a boy born into the wrong body. There was a bit of resistance in the very beginning but thanks to the rather open nature of a Weyr versus a Hold, the tension of that eased over time and he actually began to make friends within the group of children that resided there. From the moment that Daviein could talk he became the voice of reason among the children of the Creche and was considered, in some odd way, to be the mother of the group with his soft voice and gentle ways.
As luck would have it his very nature gained him friendship among the other children and if there was ever anyone that spoke out about his appearance or personality they were quickly met with a wall of resistance in his friends. Those friends came and went as they all grew up, some of the older ones going on to Impress and others going off to apprentice, the younger ones like Daviein stayed and either worked to help the Weyr function by doing tasks given to them or generally ran amok. Usually he was in the group of the former, choosing to make himself useful rather than cause any trouble, he transitioned into his Candidacy without much problem and happily took up studies in everything that High Reaches could offer him. Often found in the Records Room with scrolls and hides unbound all around him, the now teenage boy was his most vulnerable at these times and that vulnerability was abused on one memorable occasion that ended with a rider being removed from the Weyr for his violating the personal space that Daviein did his best to keep.
On the heels of the encounter Daviein realized his own naivete about his safety and began to dress and act in accordance with what he saw other men doing around him. Though he still did nothing to hide his otherwise confusing nature, he showed far less skin and his friends would come to comment how he wore it as if it were armor that none could penetrate through. Luckily for him it seemed that the violation of his body had been a one time thing at the hands of a man that thought he deserved more than he had. The Candidatemaster assured him that he would never face such things again while he was standing as a Candidate in the Weyr and his friends offered their support for their even quieter friend as he came to terms with what had happened and how he would forge through the constant anxiety.
As luck would have it he did not have to stand as a Candidate more than once, the very first time was his last and it had been more than enough just that one time. While standing at the age of fifteen for a large clutch of eggs he was happy to be with friends that encouraged him to try and reach out to the steadily hatching dragonets, a few of them Impressing to his joy before the Sands were ripped apart. An angry brown hatchling tore it's way from it's egg and proceeded to tear through all the candidates that tried to approach him, all trying to calm his screaming anger. Daviein stepped forward to catch the angry brown dragon, hoping to talk him down from the destruction and was slapped full in the face by a tail as the little dragon turned it's whirling red eyes on one of his friends. Startled and stunned by the blow that had been more powerful than he was expecting, he turned back to see the brown tearing at an older boy, ripping his chest, face, and arms to shreds as the boy screamed on his back.
Launching himself at the brown hatchling once more, the teenager caught it by the back legs and pulled it from his friend, causing the angry creature to turn it's eyes on him this time. Before it could even begin it's onslaught, which would have proved fatal, Daviein ran from it, ducking and twisting out of it's reach to grab his friend, trying his hardest to drag him to the edge of the sands. Blood soaked his robes and Candidates screamed all around him as he was caught in the back by claws that raked down his skin, still he refused to stop pulling his dying friend away from the carnage, even as tears ran down his face and gasps of pain took him to his knees. Sure that he was about to die at the claws of the angry hatchling for taking him away from his intended victim, the attacks suddenly ceased and he could only look through blurry eyes in the direction the brown was looking, dragging himself back to his feet to try once more. Through eyes watery from tears he saw the large bronze hatchling that snarled at his brother who actually cowed to face him, showing a cowardice that a ringing voice told Daviein was a telltale sign of his brother's weakness.
Confused by the sharp voice he could only continue to stare as the bronze dragon strode forward and shoved him from his feet to the sand. Pushing his face into Daviein's he, Haezeth as he referred to himself, informed his newly bonded rider that he would see no further harm come to him and would gladly help him to remove his friend's body from the sands if he asked it of him. Still thoroughly confused but beginning to understand more with each breath he pulled into his shaky lungs, D'ein ran his hand over the bronze muzzle and the rainbow that met his eyes filled the boy's heart so fully that he finally understood just how loved and needed he indeed was. Pulling himself up to much groaning and shaking, blood still pouring down his back, D'ein did the last thing he could ever do for his friend and carried him from the sands with Haezeth's help. Healers swarmed him, taking his friend and forcing him onto a stretcher face down, to his immense relief.
From that moment on he could only think of the day with a mix of uplifting joy and deep crushing sorrow, knowing that though he Impressed his friend would never know that same feeling, or indeed any feeling ever again. D'ein had seen enough death by that time in his life that he was truly caught off-guard when Thread returned many years after his Weyrling training and his gentle heart broke even further. Haezeth proved to be incredibly adept at burning the wicked stuff from the air, having taken his training flights as seriously as D'ein himself did and the two made quiet the pair of flying aces in the air, wanting only to see the Thread removed and other riders protected.
Other: Though he Impressed early he would likely have stood as a Candidate alongside V'kenti and even acted as a motherly voice of calming common sense to the older boy when they were growing up. D'ein's desire to do everything that he can and be of use to everyone would have put him in the same circles as V'kenti, as both enjoy being of help and step up when asked to do so.
DRAGON Name: Haezeth Age: 12 Color: Bronze Size: 44' Physical Description: Not the largest of all bronze dragons but certainly not the smallest, Haezeth is streamline with strong features and well defined muscles that balance out his large wings quite well. As proportions go he is set should anyone ever try and judge him and as far as he's concerned you would be hard pressed to find another as perfect as he is. Between his deep chest, large wings, elegant head, and thick tail he was built to stand out. Personality: Haezeth is a bronze that knew exactly what he wanted from the moment he broke his tough shell and he saw it reflected in the eyes of his perfect match, standing on the sands before him looking so small and concerned, so covered in the blood of both himself and another. If any should be brave enough to point out the oddness of his rider they'll be met with a pair of swirling red eyes and and even if his teeth stay covered his radiating anger is often enough to have grown men back away from him, no matter how brave they believe themselves. This dragon made the correct choice in partner thank you, any with a differing opinion can see their way to the door, a dragon always knows best and D'ein's peaceful and compassionate personality balances out his strong and often opinionated one.
So help anyone that does anything to hurt his rider, from his mental state to anything involving his physical being. Haezeth keeps a safe eye on anything that his brown brother, the one that scarred his beloved rider so, might be doing. To the bronze dragon's amusement he left the weyr, but that didn't keep him from keeping tabs on him and certainly galvanized his desire to protect both his rider and the people that his rider desired to keep safe.
Social but not to the point of being overly friendly with anyone, he enjoys the company of his wingmates and will happily spend time with them even outside of maneuvers and training. Friendship is not a strong point of his, he's more protective of others than friendly, but there are a fair few that have made their way into his hearts through constant attempts. Once the hard shell of Haezeth's defenses is broken through he's actually kind and can be sweet to those rare few. He isn't all prickly and overprotective.
Not as power hungry as some of the other bronze dragons that fly in the wings of High Reaches, this bronze will be the very first to tell any of them that he is fine with where he ranks. Just because he does not have a strong drive to be the Weyrleader or rank as high as he can in the hierarchy of his Weyr does not mean that he is lacking in ambition, instead he keeps it close to his chest and watches the ever fluctuating state of things with a careful eye for his own uses. The opportunity for power to change hands can happen rather quickly and one can rest assured that Haezeth is paying attention and biding his time for the moment to arise where he might gain even a slight rise in rank.
CONTEST INFO A Wingrider has recently experienced loss in some manner, how does your wingsecond try to help, or not help?
Galadriel ~ Lord of the Rings/The Fellowship of the Ring Your wingsecond has received reports on a wingrider for inappropriate behavior, how does your wingsecond handle the situation? (Take it to the wingleader? Discipline themselves? etc) "That's 'cause I got people with me, people who trust each other, who do for each other and ain't always looking for the advantage. There's good people in the 'verse, not many lord knows, but you only need a few." - Malcom Reynolds - Firefly/Our Mrs. Reynolds
I cut off the first part of that quote which starts with "And here I am with a gun to your head." I sliced that bit off because D'ein is NOT violent by any means and it would fly in the face of his personality for him to even say something like that. XD; But just so you know what the whole quote is!
There's been a conflict between two Tornado wingriders, how does your wingsecond attempt to resolve it?
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2017 4:02 am
Name: Nimueh Age: 41 Sex: Female Sexual Orientation: Bi with a female preference Weyr: High Reaches Weyr Rider Rank: Wing second hopefully XD Previous Rank/Craft: Wing rider and Mind Healer Physical Description: Nimueh has what could generously be described as a 'matronly figure'. She is not fat but she has ample chest and hips with a little extra padding on her stomach which has gotten harder to shift as she has gotten older. Saying that she is still fit and able to keep up in wing drills.
Her face also has a similarly warm and open nature to it. She's not classically beautiful but welcoming with her large eyes, broad nose and full cheeks. The first signs of wrinkles forming at the corner of her eyes and laughter lines at her mouth. Her hair is dark brown falling in subtle waves down to her shoulders, usually tucked back behind her ears. Her eyes are an enchanting Hazel which shift from nut brown to sparkling green depending on the light. If caught just right you can even see small gold flecks in the depths of the shifting colour.
She is not afraid to be feminine and outside of her riding gear she can usually be seen wearing long flowing dresses and skirts with delicate swirls of pattern that compliment her figure.
Personality: Nimueh is one of the people that seem to get on with just about everyone. She's almost always smiling and seems happy to see you. She is also highly adaptable to the situation. With younger more boisterous riders she can be light hearted and playful, thanks to her time as a healer she has quite a twisted black sense of humor that plays well with the younger crowd. With older riders or those that are more stiff she is polite and respectful slowly working on loosening them up and building a relationship. she is able to do this because she is a very accurate judge of character. A keen intelligence and good observation means she usually has a good handle on the type of person she is dealing with within a few moments of meeting them.
Saying that she has to be careful with how far she takes her gift as at times it can boarder on unnerving and push people away as she is 'getting in their heads' and trying to psychoanalyses even outside of office hours. She is also very good at what she does because she genuinely cares. She will always go out of her way to help people and she always has time to talk. She is understanding and forgiving when it comes to the failures of others because she has been there and she has needed to be forgiven.
As a result she will put herself in harms way to save others and she has burnt herself out on more than one occasion with overwork. Those that know her have to force her to stop and take five minutes for herself. The best thing to do at this point is to send her on a long patrol with her dragon to force her away from it all. This can be easier said than done because if she feels she is still needed at the weyr she will fight to stay and carry on working.
The other area when her fierce and stubborn streak shows itself is with her patients, if she has ordered light work and bed rest, that is what is going to happen unless you want a two hour lecture and a dragon guard.The same goes for any senior weyr staff that try and push a fragile wing rider or candidate before she feels they are ready. If she has too she will ignore the orders of a wingleader to preserve the health of her patients.
During times of exasperation with someone she can also stray into sarcastic and biting comments.
However she does have one way to blow of steam and de-stress that is not immediately apparent. She is very promiscuous. She is not an open flirt but if anyone shows interest(who isn't a current patient) she will happily have their pants off five minutes later. Her beloved brown is also ready to chase any green or gold going and Nimueh will very rarel,if ever try and fight flight lust if there is a ready willing and available partner. As such any partner she had could not expect a monogamous relationship. The free and open sex life is one of the only hold overs from wild party years when she was younger. She has broken a few hearts over the years.
History: Nimueh was actually born at high reaches weyr but she didn't grow up there. The story of her conception was fairly standard. Her father arrived for an extended visit with the lord of Tillek hold. He wasn't anyone important but he was a hard working guard that the lord particularly favored. It was his luck that a gold rose the first night they were there. Nimueh's father managed to get caught up in it before being drawn to the bed of green rider who had been eyeing the well muscled man through out the day.
Once the man woke up and realized what he had done, he was horrified. He was of an old mind set even by hold standards and the idea of bedding an unwedded women who he wasn't paying was against every moral fiber in his body. The next morning he actually went to his knee and proposed to Nimueh's mother right then and there. Of course, she found it amusing and dismissed him and his guilt out of hand. Humiliated and confused the guard went back to his lord. Over the next few days he saw how the weyr operated and became disgusted by what he saw as it's loose morals and selfish ways. He was only too happy to return to his hold. He might have forgotten the whole experience if not for a letter a few months later. The green rider he had laid with was pregnant! She was delighted as she had been having troubles getting pregnant thanks to riding between so often. She was keeping the baby, the letter was only a courtesy. Nablet, the guard was horrified and he felt an instant responsibility to the child. He couldn't let his child grow up in the den of sin that he saw as the weyr.
So a few months later under the guise of carrying a message to the weyr for his lord he paid an unaffiliated blue rider to carry him to the weyr. While he was there, as was only natural he went to visit his new daughter. Nimueh was only a few months old at the time and in the care of the creche. Nimeh's mother introduced father and daughter with pride and delight for Nablet had no problem lying and telling the green rider just what she wanted to hear to get her to leave him alone with the baby while she did some drills with her wing.
Nablet took his chance, summoned his paid off blue rider and stole the baby away. To save her, to make sure she grew up as a good women that knew her place. Since Tillek was no longer safe, as he was sure the green rider would track him down. Nablet left the hold and hired himself out as a mercenary guard for traders.
For the first few years Nimueh grew up in the trader culture with plenty of people to care for her and a constant feed of new sights, smells and experiences, but even then her father started to press home his strict rules about what she should and should not do. Who she should be. He loved her, in his own way, but her life was not easy.
Once Nimueh hit 4 turns Nablet once again decided the open road was not the right place to raise his daughter. The pair left the traders and settled in Fort hold where her father found work as guard to minor holders and well off crafts men. He wasn't really needed but it was a status symbol. There he married a widow with a young son that shared his ideas and Nimueh became part of a larger family. Under her fathers instruction she became the perfect young lady, quiet, kind, subservient to her parents. She asked about her mother but all her father said was that she had given Nimueh away and she didn't care about her.
When Nimueh was old enough she went in for an apprenticeship at Healer hall and was accepted. She was intelligent and picked things up quickly though it was expected the shy girl would go down the path of a midwife or nurse. It was a fateful day at the healer hall that changed Nimueh's future path and destiny. She was 16 when a rider arrived at the hall. He was unaffiliated to any weyr but needed some stitches after a fight. He was older but very handsome and charming. He had almost every single female (and some males) a flutter over him during his stay. However when he saw Nimueh he started, he told her she was the spitting image of a green rider at his old weyr. A green rider that had been robbed of her child. Nimueh was instantly interested. After all she was starting to become a women and the stories of her overbearing father less convincing.
She gathered all her courage and begged the rider to take her to High reaches to see if the women he spoke of was her mother. He agreed, but it would have to be under cover of darkness and she would have to give him something in return. That night she lost her virginity to a stranger and felt the most empowered and defiant flare of her short life. She also knew her father would likely disown her if he found out. After that she mounted the riders brown and he took her back to high reaches.
The women he spoke of was her mother of course and it was a tearful reunion. To look at the two women together was to erase all doubts that they were mother and daughter. As the daughter of a rider Nimueh was invited to be a candidate and stand for impression. Nimueh was delighted, but that was when things started to go array. The Weyr was strict but nothing like what the girl had been used to and Nimueh let her new found freedom go straight to her head. She wanted to experience everything! She drank, gambled and fell into bed with anyone that would have her. She discovered her love for women and jumped on offers of mischief. It got her into trouble on more than one occasion with the candidate master. One year it even got her banned from the sands.
Only her mothers careful diplomacy got Nimueh back into the candidate brackets. After that Nimueh was more cautious but she didn't give up her reckless behavior completely. Luckily it was her next time on the sands which brought another change to her life. A beautiful brown dragon who bonded himself to the way ward girl.
Mharlith was the change that Nimueh needed, during that first turn she was forced to give up everything, all her lovers and drinking to care for her bonded partner. it gave Nimueh time to at last reconcile the two pieces of herself. The shy, intelligent student and the wild party girl. After her weyrling training was complete Mharlith and Nimueh left the weyr to return to healer hall where Nimueh went back to her training and shifted her focus to healing the mind as well as the body. She confronted her father as well, but his reaction was no better than she had expected, he said she was just like her whore of a mother and he was ashamed of her and hated her for undoing all his good work in raising her.
Knowing there was little chance of reconciliation but a little more broken for the experience Nimueh cut him out of her life. Having Mharlith made it easier. Once her training at healer hall had ranked her to journeyman she returned to the weyr to dedicate herself to the people that had become her real family. And when thread came she rose with Mharlith to fight the menace and then used her skills to strengthen injured riders after. Esspecialy those that had lost friends and family.
Other: Nimueh is now one of the older Mindhealers at the weyr so if any of the wing leaders needed some counseling then Nimueh would likely be one of the ones seeing to them, including V'kenti. Or they could have had a brief fling.
DRAGON Name: Mharlith Age: 20 Color:Brown Size: 41' Physical Description: Mharlith is getting up their for being one of the largest browns in the weyr, he is also heavily muscled and deep chested. Like his rider he has but on a bit of extra weight around his flanks over the years but nothing unhealthy. He is also not the most elegant creature on the ground moving with slow heavy steps as to not accidentally step on anyone. However he is a powerful flyer with endurance enough to match any bronze on wing.
His colouring shows in a subtle gradient, darker brown on his head, back, neck and wings moving to a lighter shade for his under belly and legs. Only a few subtle swirls of pattern can be seen around his eyes and on his legs which look like creeping leafy vines.
Personality: Mharlith is a sweetheart of a brown, a big ole teddy bear in a dragons body. He is always gentle and respectful around people and other dragons and he has a welcoming calm aura around him that matches his rider. He is also a very social dragon, when he is not sleeping he likes to be with someone, be that his rider, another dragon or a person. He gets very lonely and depressed if left on his own too long. That doesn't mean there has to be active conversation or shared activities, just cuddling is fine! When he was at the healer hall with Nimueh he made the shocking and highly distressing discovery that people are scared of him! The reactions of some of the other healers who were strangers to dragons sent the poor brown into a funk that lasted for days that even Nimueh had trouble shaking. It only stopped when Nimueh managed to talk some of the scared healers into giving him a pat and an eye scratch. As a result Mharlith has developed the habit of approaching new people and outsiders on his belly. Shuffling along low to make himself look as small and non threatening as possible.
Like his rider, those that do get to know him will discover he gives excellent advice and will be happy to listen to all your problems and offer his input he is also very much the bleeding heart and give him the right sob story and he will do just about anything to make things right again outside hurting another person or dragon to do so.
The only time this gentle lovable dragon raises his voice is to shout warnings and get people to move for their own sake. He's excellent at flying coordination during thread because he is hyper aware or all possible avenues for injury and loss. Saving as many lives as possible is always his key aim.
Because of his sweet and accommodating personality you might be forgiven for thinking this dragon is a push over. You'd be wrong, under his layers of fuzz and warmth Mharlith has proved himself to have an iron will. Bronzes will have trouble imposing themselves on him, even golds may struggle at first. Most of the time he wants to help and please but on the rare occasion his rider has other instructions, she comes first and he will stand his ground to please his beloved.
This is why he makes such a good patient guard dragon, if his rider tells him that a certain pair are not allowed to fly for medical reasons (Colours that are brown or under) he can usually keep them locked landside.
Note:Annnd Here he is! He is the brown I recently won in a raffle though I have not written up Nimueh before now or had her approved I wanted to use this boy for Mharlith so even if I don't win this contest I can submit them for approval anyway!
CONTEST INFO A Wingrider has recently experienced loss in some manner, how does your wingsecond try to help, or not help?
Mal/Zoe - Firefly <3
Your wingsecond has received reports on a wingrider for inappropriate behavior, how does your wingsecond handle the situation? (Take it to the wingleader? Discipline themselves? etc)
Hermonie <3 -Harry potter
There's been a conflict between two Tornado wingriders, how does your wingsecond attempt to resolve it?
Giles-Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2017 7:11 am
As I've had a few people approach me about a desire to enter but are swamped with finals and the sweet Hattaki and Sinders have given an okay, I have extend the contest by a week!!
The contest will now close Tuesday, December 19th, at 11:59 pm! Do note, since I hadn't stated before, the winner WILL get a semi custom by one of EoPs amazing artists! So you do not have to have art to enter <3 Goodluck everyone!
Name: Aseara Age: 28 Sex: Female Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Weyr: High Reaches Weyr Rider Rank: Wingrider Previous Rank/Craft: Wing rider
Physical Description: Aseara’s most striking features are her high raised prominent cheekbones matched to a jaw that many would describe as manly. Yet such a jawline has only helped to catch the eye of people to make it easier for her to approach them. Her eyes are small and almond-like in shape, slightly tilted up at an angle; they are a soft jade in color. She has a petite nose with a small curve at the end and lips that are fuller on the bottom than up. Her hair is always down and in long chocolate waves that fall to just below her chest.
There’s no doubt about it, standing at five feet six inches, Aseara is all muscled curves. She has some pockets of fat here and there, but the rest of her is slim. One can tell that she hasn’t had to do much work in her life. Her posture is relaxed, her walk languid while she makes sure her hips are swaying. Don’t be fooled though, her eyes are sharp and there is something hidden behind them one should watch out for.
While Aseara is a girly girl and is constantly seen in dresses when off duty, being a wingrider has inserted pants into her wardrobe. All her clothing hug her figure and expose flesh in all the right places to attract the eye. Though she does enjoy looking her best at all times, she’s also a mother and an older sister so she knows that clothing also needs to be practical to some degree. Her hair is always neat but she tousles it up a bit to make it more fun, her hairstyles vary on the task at hand of the day.
Personality: Since Aseara is always on task and determined, she has no problem putting a full day's work in and working into the wee hours of the night. Ever since she became a mother and then a candidate, she has always been extremely dedicated to her goals to the point of stubbornness. She often likes to surround herself with others who share these goals so that they can all benefit from the teamwork. Aseara is hands on and knows that something can never be done as well as getting it done yourself, she does not believe in wishful thinking but in action. Hitting walls and being told "no" have never bothered or stopped her before, she will keep trying until she gets there.
Being a flirt, Aseara likes to tease others lightly since she doesn't take flirting as anything serious. To her it's just a playful way of showing someone you care. Of course, if it ever got to the point of being serious, Aseara will reevaluate the situation. She is not against having a single partner, but she also doesn't want to always be attached to someone. She likes to have a good time and is always making sure others are as well. She is all up for adventures and having fun, but will always make sure that her duties come first.
As the eldest in the family, Aseara is quite protective of those she loves. She has an especially weak spot for young children and helps to take care of them when she's off duty or if she happens to be nearby. This also causes her to be very protective of those that are younger than her and she often scolds them if they do something that could get them hurt. She worries about everyone except herself. Everyone who knows Aseara, know that they can talk to her if they have a problem and she will listen until the very end, offering advice where needed.
When someone wrongs Aseara or someone she cares for, there will be no mercy or place for them to hide from her wrath. She is the type of person to never forget a single slight and she will confront the person point blank. Forgive and forget? More like make them feel bad and never forget. Though she has been known to be forgiving in small instances, it is a very rare occurrence that someone should not test the limits of. She will go out of her way to make the person who wronged her feel remorse and apologize for their actions. She fully expects an apology. Aseara is not below petty insults or dragging the person’s name through the mud, anything really, to get even the smallest of revenge.
Her opinions are set in à very ridgid stone and she very much believes in following the rules as that was how she was brought up. As the eldest in her family, she helped her mother keep the other kids in line and she's extremely firm in her traditional beliefs. She is also a true and tried traditionalist and no one can change her mind on that. As such Aseara is seen as incredibly rigid at times. If she wants something a specific way, it will be that way regardless of whether you like it or not. You're either going to follow her or fight with her and fighting her is never a good idea.
History: Aseara was the first born to a wealthy vitner family; her family was always tight knit with grandparents making sure the children got a proper education and were reared the right way. Aseara was blessed by four other siblings and it was around the age of seven that she began to look forward to new births, even at this age she liked children and adored her new siblings. She was the perfect older sister, helping her mother when she could and sometimes poking her nose in the kitchen to try and help out even if it was just to wash dishes.
When she hit her tenth birthday, Aseara began her apprenticeship with her grandfather. Her apprenticeship lasted five years before she walked the tables and returned home. While practicing her craft Aseara was also trying to help take care of her siblings and it was still natural to her as it had been before. This is when she began to look into possibly finding someone to spend the rest of her life with, she was looking forward to finally having her own family.
Some time before her nineteenth birthday, Aseara met her very first dragonrider. Intrigued, she decided to investigate, after all, all the other girls were just as taken with the bronzerider as she was! It was Aseara who caught his eye though and she quickly fell for his advances. She spent many nights with the rider until finally he stopped showing up. Aseara found out she was pregnant and left her home to seek out the rider. When she found him he had no care for her or the baby, it was heartbreaking for her but before she left to return home she was searched by a bluerider. Aseara gave up her baby boy to the creche and joined as a candidate.
Aseara had never truly known manual labor before, her candidacy even if it only lasted two years was harsh on her at first but she grew into it and took it very seriously. When Lycaonth entered her world she was ecstatic and she has worked her way to the top ever since then. Considering his size, Aseara hopes he will one day catch a Gold.
Other: N/A
DRAGON Name: Lycaonth Age: 7 turns Color: Brown Size: 42' Physical Description: Though Lycaonth is surely larger than your average Brown he has not lost a lot of the aspects of that color. As a dragonet he was chubby, short legs, round belly, and average wings. Of course that is until you look at his head knobs and notice that they are longer and thicker than the other dragonets. Some would assume (and wrongly) that he is naturally fat and would probably be so even into adulthood. Sure Lycaonth can down food that would even make a Bronze blink, but you would be surprised how fast he naturally uses this natural resource. As he grew from dragonet into dragon that chubbiness dissolved very quickly.
In adulthood, Lycaonth is a stunning creature, as mentioned, though he will rival the size of the small sized Bronze. This Brown will be both Flyer and Fighter. Having both the speed and stamina a Bronze would envy. From chubby baby to tall lean dragon. He looks like he was meant both for the ground and air. His wings are long and broad yet average but thanks to his frame he can fly quickly and last long. His legs look as if he could actually run laps on the ground. His neck is long and graceful with a regal looking head. His tail though will only be noticed at this time to be a little shorter than other Dragons, most of his length is his neck and seemingly longer spin. His head knobs will still be much longer and thicker than other Dragons, giving them a very roundish appearance to him.
Personality: Lycaonth is the grumpy grandfather of dragons. His kind of love is the tough love kind, he can be a softy but don’t expect him to bend completely. Just like Aseara he does not like to stray away from the rules, but he is a lot less rigid than she can be. In fact, he balances her often on decisions, playing devil's advocate to try and get her to be a little less strict in her ways. There are things he will absolutely never bend on, but he can at least be willing to hear someone out if need be.
Lycaonth’s biggest flaw is probably how lazy he is. He likes to lounge in the sun and take his time. He will try and get out of doing things because that’s just how lazy he is. Aseara often has to push him to get things done and she often keeps him on his toes thankfully. It’s probably why Lycaonth likes giving orders, he can get others to do things for him and he can stay out in the sun. Lyca also loves sleeping and will often pretend to be sleeping to get out of doing things as well.
But, Lycaonth does have a lot of patience, probably a lot more than most other dragons. That’s why when Aseara gets mad, real mad, he has the ability to cool her off even if it takes a couple of hours. He’d rather not have to deal with her plotting and trying to get back at someone. It also takes him à lot to get riled up or even mad, he’s quite chill and likes to take things slow. It’s why teaching doesn’t bother him , he can take to make sure the person or dragon thoroughly understands what he wants. Also, he wishes Aseara would chill and not flirt with everyone.
For all his patience, Lycaonth does get cranky. He gets easily irritable if he doesn’t spend enough time out in the sun or if he doesn’t eat enough. Oh he’ll patiently wait to eat, but that doesn’t mean you won’t hear him complain about it the whole time. He especially likes to complain about things when they aren’t going his way. It’s probably why Aseara and him buttheads a lot, she wants him to do his duty without any ifs and buts, but he wants to complain about it.
CONTEST INFO A Wingrider has recently experienced loss in some manner, how does your wingsecond try to help, or not help? It ain’t about how hard ya hit. It’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. — Rocky Balboa
Your wingsecond has received reports on a wingrider for inappropriate behavior, how does your wingsecond handle the situation? (Take it to the wingleader? Discipline themselves? etc) Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while you shouldn’t have ******** with? That’s me. — Gran Torino
There's been a conflict between two Tornado wingriders, how does your wingsecond attempt to resolve it? We're a family, we stick together. — Toy Story
Physical Description: Bryn stands at about 6'1 in height and towers above 99% of those in HR and unfortunately most of Pern. Golden hair that falls in waves about her shoulders and eyes the color of amber, Bryn stands out like a sore thumb. Her body is almost always covered from neck to foot and generally gives off a more masculine appearance without effort. Bryn has an androgynous looking face, but often gets mistaken for male.
Personality: Athletic by nature, it is not uncommon for her to be found exerting every sort of energy and willpower into some sort of sport or drills. Her favorite being wrestling, because who doesn't love pinning their opponent to the ground? Bryn of course extends this go get 'em attitude towards others, always pushing them and striving them to go just a bit further, to prove themselves, etc. Definitely not one to be confused with soft, Bryn comes off as a taskmaster and certainly doesn't allow for wimpy whiners or cowardice. In fact, she's likely to tell you to bugger off somewhere else if you're going to bring that attitude and lack of will into her lot. Generally if she's pushing you extra hard it's either because she thinks you have potential (can do it) or you've done something really bad. Just don't get on her bad side. Bryn is very good at waiting and taking her time to plan things out. Needless to say, you do something bad or wrong her/someone else in some way. . . Thread hath no fury like Bryn's retribution.
Messy would also be one word synonymous with Bryn as she lives a very disorganized and literally has zero shame about it. Her room is always in a disarray and it is by the luck of all things holy that she hasn't found something other than her and Yerath living in it till now. There are literally piles of clothes that could host a family and extended cousins in it. Bryn is also beyond stubborn, and it takes a lot to get her to change her mind about something. Not impossible, just maybe not worth the effort. That being said, Bryn is beyond loyal and at times sensitive to the needs of other's around her. While she may not necessarily be the most nurturing--a skill she really doesn't understand--she would willingly be a shoulder for someone to cry on or to listen to their woes. She's a very good listener. Just may need help working on her speaking skills.
History: Born with a very attractive twin brother, Bryn has always struggled to find her footing in the world. When they stood for the first time at sixteen it was believed by their parents and everyone in the Weyr that Bryn would never have a lifemate, however, she not only proved them wrong but it was with a brown no less. Her twin on the other hand did not impress that round. Throughout her whole life she's always been seen as the under dog, either too harsh, manly, unattractive, tall, etc. but somehow she's managed to get herself on top more times than she can count. After bonding with Yerath her self-confidence greatly improved and she soon found herself impenetrable to their taunts, comments and laughs at her expense. When you have a dragon like her's though, it's pretty understandable. Her early life is not something she brings up in many conversations and she really has to value you to do so. In fact, if she does then you are likely her best friend.
Over the course of their lives, the pair has worked tirelessly at becoming better and better, rising through the ranks, and trying to be the pair to see during thread falls. While not out of a narcissistic nature, it's better to ask why the pair feels the need to do so. Bryn and Yerath hadn't thought to rise through the ranks of their wing until V'kenti needed a wingsecond. Figuring they could put their skills to slightly better use by helping future generations of pern, the pair decided to tryout so to speak for the position.
Other: V'kenti and Bryn should do: a) probably get into spats now and then because they view things differently--though I think in the end they'd compromise and come out better for it. Bryn would always be the one to make sure V'kenti was harsher when necessary while he would definitely help balance her out with his much kinder nature. b) Bryn is trouble. Either because other's around her cause it or she inadverdantly does so herself. So, V'kenti, get your boxing gloves ready and go-to shield technique down because something is likely to happen. (goes back to point a but also may feel the need to come to her defense. . . the life of Bryn is not an easy one).
DRAGON Name: Yerath Age: 9 Color: Brown Size: 35' Physical Description: Yerath is a bulkier fellow with larger wings than his body seems to support. He has a lighter brown color to his hide that in a certain light almost seems to shine and in a darker one he seems to almost blend in. He has a couple small scars on his body from when he was a dragonet and got into a fight with a sibling during his hatching--one that did not end super well. Yerath's default eye color based on his mood is green.
Personality: Yerath is gentler of the pair and definitely comes by the nurturing gene much more naturally than his rider. He's a definitely much more childish--or rather in touch with his inner dragonet--and finds great joy in the simplest of things. A shiny trinket? He's interested. A blanket draped over his eyes? He's having a field day. A sunny day? He's more than ready to dig through the sand to bask in all it's glory. Yerath is a dragon who should never have grown past a small size as it often gets him into trouble when he tries to fit himself into things that are clearly made for small creatures.
While Yerath may be a gentle, child-like creature who delights in all things fun, new, and exciting--he has a rather assertive nature. He doesn't often enjoy being told what to do and while he has laxed over the years, there's very few that he takes direction from other than his rider and wingleader. Yerath is not one to sit about and even when doing something fun--he's always doing something. While he has calmed down some as he ages, Yerath is spry and ready to move. This dragon does not do well with boredom. He's also unfortunately very single-minded in the fact that fighting thread is his one true goal in life. Everything else is a bonus. That being said, he doesn't necessarily always think of other actions or consequences and at times lives up to the stereotype of browns and bronze's not having all that much going on up in their head cavity. Bryn would argue that he does, but it's really anyone's guess at this point.
CONTEST INFO A Wingrider has recently experienced loss in some manner, how does your wingsecond try to help, or not help?
30 Rock with Tina Fey and Alec Baldwin
Your wingsecond has received reports on a wingrider for inappropriate behavior, how does your wingsecond handle the situation? (Take it to the wingleader? Discipline themselves? etc)
Hunger Games & Friday
There's been a conflict between two Tornado wingriders, how does your wingsecond attempt to resolve it?
House - cause I can
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AFTER FOREVER AND A DAY.....I've finally had the time and patience to sit down and read through everything! I'd like to congratulate Sinders Path for winning! Thanks everyone for participating and sorry it took so long! Sinder if you're still interested, I'm sure Uta/cherie can help you with whatever needs to be done now! <3
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Name: Nimueh Age: 41 Sex: Female Sexual Orientation: Bi with a female preference Weyr: High Reaches Weyr Rider Rank: Wing second hopefully XD Previous Rank/Craft: Wing rider and Mind Healer Physical Description: Nimueh has what could generously be described as a 'matronly figure'. She is not fat but she has ample chest and hips with a little extra padding on her stomach which has gotten harder to shift as she has gotten older. Saying that she is still fit and able to keep up in wing drills.
Her face also has a similarly warm and open nature to it. She's not classically beautiful but welcoming with her large eyes, broad nose and full cheeks. The first signs of wrinkles forming at the corner of her eyes and laughter lines at her mouth. Her hair is dark brown falling in subtle waves down to her shoulders, usually tucked back behind her ears. Her eyes are an enchanting Hazel which shift from nut brown to sparkling green depending on the light. If caught just right you can even see small gold flecks in the depths of the shifting colour.
She is not afraid to be feminine and outside of her riding gear she can usually be seen wearing long flowing dresses and skirts with delicate swirls of pattern that compliment her figure.
Personality: Nimueh is one of the people that seem to get on with just about everyone. She's almost always smiling and seems happy to see you. She is also highly adaptable to the situation. With younger more boisterous riders she can be light hearted and playful, thanks to her time as a healer she has quite a twisted black sense of humor that plays well with the younger crowd. With older riders or those that are more stiff she is polite and respectful slowly working on loosening them up and building a relationship. she is able to do this because she is a very accurate judge of character. A keen intelligence and good observation means she usually has a good handle on the type of person she is dealing with within a few moments of meeting them.
Saying that she has to be careful with how far she takes her gift as at times it can boarder on unnerving and push people away as she is 'getting in their heads' and trying to psychoanalyses even outside of office hours. She is also very good at what she does because she genuinely cares. She will always go out of her way to help people and she always has time to talk. She is understanding and forgiving when it comes to the failures of others because she has been there and she has needed to be forgiven.
As a result she will put herself in harms way to save others and she has burnt herself out on more than one occasion with overwork. Those that know her have to force her to stop and take five minutes for herself. The best thing to do at this point is to send her on a long patrol with her dragon to force her away from it all. This can be easier said than done because if she feels she is still needed at the weyr she will fight to stay and carry on working.
The other area when her fierce and stubborn streak shows itself is with her patients, if she has ordered light work and bed rest, that is what is going to happen unless you want a two hour lecture and a dragon guard.The same goes for any senior weyr staff that try and push a fragile wing rider or candidate before she feels they are ready. If she has too she will ignore the orders of a wingleader to preserve the health of her patients.
During times of exasperation with someone she can also stray into sarcastic and biting comments.
However she does have one way to blow of steam and de-stress that is not immediately apparent. She is very promiscuous. She is not an open flirt but if anyone shows interest(who isn't a current patient) she will happily have their pants off five minutes later. Her beloved brown is also ready to chase any green or gold going and Nimueh will very rarel,if ever try and fight flight lust if there is a ready willing and available partner. As such any partner she had could not expect a monogamous relationship. The free and open sex life is one of the only hold overs from wild party years when she was younger. She has broken a few hearts over the years.
History: Nimueh was actually born at high reaches weyr but she didn't grow up there. The story of her conception was fairly standard. Her father arrived for an extended visit with the lord of Tillek hold. He wasn't anyone important but he was a hard working guard that the lord particularly favored. It was his luck that a gold rose the first night they were there. Nimueh's father managed to get caught up in it before being drawn to the bed of green rider who had been eyeing the well muscled man through out the day.
Once the man woke up and realized what he had done, he was horrified. He was of an old mind set even by hold standards and the idea of bedding an unwedded women who he wasn't paying was against every moral fiber in his body. The next morning he actually went to his knee and proposed to Nimueh's mother right then and there. Of course, she found it amusing and dismissed him and his guilt out of hand. Humiliated and confused the guard went back to his lord. Over the next few days he saw how the weyr operated and became disgusted by what he saw as it's loose morals and selfish ways. He was only too happy to return to his hold. He might have forgotten the whole experience if not for a letter a few months later. The green rider he had laid with was pregnant! She was delighted as she had been having troubles getting pregnant thanks to riding between so often. She was keeping the baby, the letter was only a courtesy. Nablet, the guard was horrified and he felt an instant responsibility to the child. He couldn't let his child grow up in the den of sin that he saw as the weyr.
So a few months later under the guise of carrying a message to the weyr for his lord he paid an unaffiliated blue rider to carry him to the weyr. While he was there, as was only natural he went to visit his new daughter. Nimueh was only a few months old at the time and in the care of the creche. Nimeh's mother introduced father and daughter with pride and delight for Nablet had no problem lying and telling the green rider just what she wanted to hear to get her to leave him alone with the baby while she did some drills with her wing.
Nablet took his chance, summoned his paid off blue rider and stole the baby away. To save her, to make sure she grew up as a good women that knew her place. Since Tillek was no longer safe, as he was sure the green rider would track him down. Nablet left the hold and hired himself out as a mercenary guard for traders.
For the first few years Nimueh grew up in the trader culture with plenty of people to care for her and a constant feed of new sights, smells and experiences, but even then her father started to press home his strict rules about what she should and should not do. Who she should be. He loved her, in his own way, but her life was not easy.
Once Nimueh hit 4 turns Nablet once again decided the open road was not the right place to raise his daughter. The pair left the traders and settled in Fort hold where her father found work as guard to minor holders and well off crafts men. He wasn't really needed but it was a status symbol. There he married a widow with a young son that shared his ideas and Nimueh became part of a larger family. Under her fathers instruction she became the perfect young lady, quiet, kind, subservient to her parents. She asked about her mother but all her father said was that she had given Nimueh away and she didn't care about her.
When Nimueh was old enough she went in for an apprenticeship at Healer hall and was accepted. She was intelligent and picked things up quickly though it was expected the shy girl would go down the path of a midwife or nurse. It was a fateful day at the healer hall that changed Nimueh's future path and destiny. She was 16 when a rider arrived at the hall. He was unaffiliated to any weyr but needed some stitches after a fight. He was older but very handsome and charming. He had almost every single female (and some males) a flutter over him during his stay. However when he saw Nimueh he started, he told her she was the spitting image of a green rider at his old weyr. A green rider that had been robbed of her child. Nimueh was instantly interested. After all she was starting to become a women and the stories of her overbearing father less convincing.
She gathered all her courage and begged the rider to take her to High reaches to see if the women he spoke of was her mother. He agreed, but it would have to be under cover of darkness and she would have to give him something in return. That night she lost her virginity to a stranger and felt the most empowered and defiant flare of her short life. She also knew her father would likely disown her if he found out. After that she mounted the riders brown and he took her back to high reaches.
The women he spoke of was her mother of course and it was a tearful reunion. To look at the two women together was to erase all doubts that they were mother and daughter. As the daughter of a rider Nimueh was invited to be a candidate and stand for impression. Nimueh was delighted, but that was when things started to go array. The Weyr was strict but nothing like what the girl had been used to and Nimueh let her new found freedom go straight to her head. She wanted to experience everything! She drank, gambled and fell into bed with anyone that would have her. She discovered her love for women and jumped on offers of mischief. It got her into trouble on more than one occasion with the candidate master. One year it even got her banned from the sands.
Only her mothers careful diplomacy got Nimueh back into the candidate brackets. After that Nimueh was more cautious but she didn't give up her reckless behavior completely. Luckily it was her next time on the sands which brought another change to her life. A beautiful brown dragon who bonded himself to the way ward girl.
Mharlith was the change that Nimueh needed, during that first turn she was forced to give up everything, all her lovers and drinking to care for her bonded partner. it gave Nimueh time to at last reconcile the two pieces of herself. The shy, intelligent student and the wild party girl. After her weyrling training was complete Mharlith and Nimueh left the weyr to return to healer hall where Nimueh went back to her training and shifted her focus to healing the mind as well as the body. She confronted her father as well, but his reaction was no better than she had expected, he said she was just like her whore of a mother and he was ashamed of her and hated her for undoing all his good work in raising her.
Knowing there was little chance of reconciliation but a little more broken for the experience Nimueh cut him out of her life. Having Mharlith made it easier. Once her training at healer hall had ranked her to journeyman she returned to the weyr to dedicate herself to the people that had become her real family. And when thread came she rose with Mharlith to fight the menace and then used her skills to strengthen injured riders after. Esspecialy those that had lost friends and family.
Other: Nimueh is now one of the older Mindhealers at the weyr so if any of the wing leaders needed some counseling then Nimueh would likely be one of the ones seeing to them, including V'kenti. Or they could have had a brief fling.
DRAGON Name: Mharlith Age: 20 Color:Brown Size: 41' Physical Description: Mharlith is getting up their for being one of the largest browns in the weyr, he is also heavily muscled and deep chested. Like his rider he has but on a bit of extra weight around his flanks over the years but nothing unhealthy. He is also not the most elegant creature on the ground moving with slow heavy steps as to not accidentally step on anyone. However he is a powerful flyer with endurance enough to match any bronze on wing.
His colouring shows in a subtle gradient, darker brown on his head, back, neck and wings moving to a lighter shade for his under belly and legs. Only a few subtle swirls of pattern can be seen around his eyes and on his legs which look like creeping leafy vines.
Personality: Mharlith is a sweetheart of a brown, a big ole teddy bear in a dragons body. He is always gentle and respectful around people and other dragons and he has a welcoming calm aura around him that matches his rider. He is also a very social dragon, when he is not sleeping he likes to be with someone, be that his rider, another dragon or a person. He gets very lonely and depressed if left on his own too long. That doesn't mean there has to be active conversation or shared activities, just cuddling is fine! When he was at the healer hall with Nimueh he made the shocking and highly distressing discovery that people are scared of him! The reactions of some of the other healers who were strangers to dragons sent the poor brown into a funk that lasted for days that even Nimueh had trouble shaking. It only stopped when Nimueh managed to talk some of the scared healers into giving him a pat and an eye scratch. As a result Mharlith has developed the habit of approaching new people and outsiders on his belly. Shuffling along low to make himself look as small and non threatening as possible.
Like his rider, those that do get to know him will discover he gives excellent advice and will be happy to listen to all your problems and offer his input he is also very much the bleeding heart and give him the right sob story and he will do just about anything to make things right again outside hurting another person or dragon to do so.
The only time this gentle lovable dragon raises his voice is to shout warnings and get people to move for their own sake. He's excellent at flying coordination during thread because he is hyper aware or all possible avenues for injury and loss. Saving as many lives as possible is always his key aim.
Because of his sweet and accommodating personality you might be forgiven for thinking this dragon is a push over. You'd be wrong, under his layers of fuzz and warmth Mharlith has proved himself to have an iron will. Bronzes will have trouble imposing themselves on him, even golds may struggle at first. Most of the time he wants to help and please but on the rare occasion his rider has other instructions, she comes first and he will stand his ground to please his beloved.
This is why he makes such a good patient guard dragon, if his rider tells him that a certain pair are not allowed to fly for medical reasons (Colours that are brown or under) he can usually keep them locked landside.
Note:Annnd Here he is! He is the brown I recently won in a raffle though I have not written up Nimueh before now or had her approved I wanted to use this boy for Mharlith so even if I don't win this contest I can submit them for approval anyway!
CONTEST INFO A Wingrider has recently experienced loss in some manner, how does your wingsecond try to help, or not help?
Mal/Zoe - Firefly <3
Your wingsecond has received reports on a wingrider for inappropriate behavior, how does your wingsecond handle the situation? (Take it to the wingleader? Discipline themselves? etc)
Hermonie <3 -Harry potter
There's been a conflict between two Tornado wingriders, how does your wingsecond attempt to resolve it?
