Name: Kriia (Ke Ree ah)
Age: 14
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Craft: N/A
Rank: Holder
Physical Description: Kriia is often told that her looks are a blessing, but she would have to disagree. “Blessed” with pretty features, a pert upturned nose, full lips and large expressive green eyes, Kriia is the picture of femininity in bloom. But she’s all of 14. She’s easy to pick out in a crowd, being a rather tall female at 5’8, and her flaxen hair shimmers in sunlight, tamed in a loose braid that reaches past her hips. She blushes easily, but in large red, unseemly blotches, often on her arms and chest, rather than her face. This leads people to believe that she doesn’t blush at all, as she tends to wear clothing that is as demure as possible. Her skin is rather dark, her one heirloom of her mother’s southern complexion. She’s not exceedingly thin, more athletically built than anything else, with muscular forearms from helping in the kitchen. Kriia rarely smiles, and frowns easily, leaving a rather large noticeable crease in the middle of her forehead.
Personality: Kriia is a realistic, mature young woman. Not a girl you can flatter or tease easily, Kriia just stares at anyone who tries it. Considered to be rather dim, Kriia is merely socially inept and hasn’t much of a vocabulary outside of her families cookbooks. When given the chance, Kriia is a voracious reader and can often be found reading books of any subject, and will read more until her questions are answered. She doesn’t speak much, and when she does, she speaks more to the ground than to your face. She doesn’t make eye contact, unless she is irate, and even then it’s sort of a sliding contact, constantly breaking away and looking down again. She’s terrible with jokes, gullible to a point of hilarity and an easy target. She laughs easily, but always looks embarrassed when doing so, furtively looking around to see if anyone heard her. Its not that she doesn’t get along with the other candidates, its merely that she doesn’t know what to do with them; her family accepted her so easily, but its not like that in the real world. With those she feels comfortable around, she is often described as being motherly, a shoulder to cry on, an empathetic ear and good with children. Many consider her a good friend but there is always that nagging feeling not to invite her to things hellish or fun in nature, since it feels like they are inviting their stuffy mothers. She hates those that pick on the weak, and as time allows her to gain confidence, she gains something of a temper, blowing up at those she perceives as bullies.
History: With a mother and father both Journeymen of the Cookingcraft, it was always assumed the Kriia would follow their footsteps, being the eldest. Unfortunately, Kriia showed no skill past following strict instructions and has only learned the basics of the craft, and instead was put in charge of dealing with the customers. This suited the family best, as Kriia was pretty and merely had to smile at a Holder and they would purchase something. The rest of her siblings (8 in all, so far) all showed inclination of being cooks, which pleased Kriia’s parents. They always worried about Kriia, feeling sorry that their eldest felt no passion as they did. Soon, Kriia hit puberty, and shot up a foot in height, losing her baby fat as she did so. Suddenly, at 13, she looked like an adult to most, and some patrons commented to her family that they liked the “new girl” selling the pastries. She soon began to get unwanted attention from the older men, calling her pet names, and hanging around the shop. She was young, and rather stupid, and instead of asking them to leave she merely tolerated their presence. This led to some uncomfortable conversations, the type that she would never dream of telling to her family. It never led to anything, though it could have, had she said anything to those interested. She didn’t understand this sudden interest, and never had a chance to ask her mother before she was searched. Now holed up in Ista Weyr, Kriia is trying to find her place in the world, suddenly alone and without any friends. She hopes to impress a dragon, any dragon, if only to find her place in the world. Her parents and siblings worry about her, and write her lengthy letters and fill large boxes with pastries and pies to send to her when they are able (she's from Ista Hold)
Pets: None
Other/Talents:
* While not a talent per se, she has an excellent listening expression, one that seems to cause people to blurt out things that they might not want anyone to know. She’s also good at keeping secrets.
Will this character be a candidate?: Yes
Picture: *Needs to scan*
