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 Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 5:41 pm
 Nothing in the world can bring us down
No, not us, not us
Spread a little sunshine all around
There's never enough!
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:00 pm
1. Welcome!
2. Contents <-- You Are Here (durhur)
3. Nimwae
4. Nimwae's Relationships
5. Lernaeth
6. Lernaeth's Relationships
7. Bandybandy
8. Impression
9. Possessions
10. Firelizards
11. Weyr
12. RP Log
13. Credits
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:03 pm
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank: Jr. Weyrling
Physical Description: Nimwae does not have an overly seductive or beautiful appearance, but her looks won’t frighten away anyone. When she dons her nicer Gather clothes (rather than her modest work ones), she could be considered cute or even pretty. Standing at a small five foot two inches, she has a slender physique, with very few curves that do little to offer her a feminine appeal and edge. The girl’s smallness seems to suite her job, however, as she possesses dainty hands with slim fingers. They aid in being a seamstress, allowing her to work with even the most delicate of materials. Her hair is a thick, unruly mane of brown that has the slightest twinge of red. Each strand has its own kink and curl, which tends to be rather difficult while trying to style it. It hits to about her mid-back when down, but it is typically put up into a bun or other updo, as the length of it can often get into her line of sight when sewing. She does not care for it too well and usually walks around the Weyr with a haphazardly tossed up hairstyle, and sometimes it can go for days without being brushed. Her eyes are a hazel green and nothing remarkable, though they are rimmed with thick, dark eyelashes. There is an ample speckling of freckles on her face and in a few other random places about her body, and they show up quite well on her otherwise pale skin.
Personality: Expressive! Nimwae’s emotions seem to be amplified to the extreme. Though it is seen as a virtue for women (or anyone, really) to be calm, cool, collected and very quiet, she has not quite mastered the art of that kind of simplicity. When she is in good spirit others may observe her running, joking and laughing loudly without abandon - in a way trying to share with the world her ecstatic frame of mind. When she is hurt and feels the compulsion to cry, rather than bottling up her feelings she will just cry, in public, no matter how it makes her or those around her look. If she is angry with someone, she has been known to retaliate with a wicked tongue and sharp hand gestures before fleeing the scene. It is extremely easy to get her riled up or to sadden her, but likewise it is also easy to calm her or boost her spirit. Given the fact that she is emotionally open, Nimwae’s shoulder is always a good one to cry on; she may not be able to offer advice, but she will at least be able to offer a kind word and an understanding manner.
However, she does have a wild side, and despite her sometimes annoying display of emotions she can be quite fun. She has a spontaneity that makes her more likely to do half-baked plans, “stupid” dares, and the like. For this reason, she is mostly seen as naïve and air-headed, and there is more than a little truth to those titles. Many times she will do something just because it sounds “fun!“ and she will not think further about it and the inherent danger that lies within. Nimwae is adventurous and incredibly enthusiastic about life, thus she is never one to miss out on an opportunity to experience anything new. She loves meeting new people and is comfortable in social situations - in fact, she doesn’t understand how anyone could not enjoy being in a crowd and/or conversing with people. If she sees someone being a wallflower, she will attempt to drag them into her group of friends, knowing that it will make them “happy to feel included.” Shyness is a foreign emotion to her, and she does not realize how mortified a less-than-sociable person can feel if she does this to them.
History: In the grand scheme of things, Nimwae’s family has always been rather unimportant. Never has it produced a Dragonrider, a craft Master, a lord, a lady, etc. For generations the family has lived at Southern Boll, doing its duty, raising and loving its children, and for as many generations that simplicity has been enough.
Born as the second of four children, Nimwae lived an unexciting, but content childhood. As soon as she was able to use a needle without fear of injuring herself, her mother taught her how to sew, setting her to work patching up the farmer’s clothes of her father and older brother, until eventually she was making the clothes themselves. In this way the young girl gained quite a bit of skill with a needle, and was accepted as an Apprentice into the Weavercraft Hall as soon as she was old enough. For a bit, she was on the expected path of her family, and it seemed that her family would have yet another quaint, but happy generation.
Then the Riders arrived.
When Nimwae was Searched soon after her fourteenth Turn, her family was just as surprised as anyone. A Dragonrider from their family? Though they doubtlessly support Nimwae, her family did not believe that her Impression was imminent and were merely counting down the days until her twenty-first Turn. A Dragonrider from their family? Never!
[add post-Impression shiz here]
Pets: None
Other/Talents: Having nimble sewing hands, Nimwae is adept at finger movements and will sometimes put on candlelit shadow puppet plays for the younger children of the Weyr.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:04 pm
Lernaeth -
Ceanandin -
Nandeli -
Anont -
Hanya -
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:05 pm
Name: Lernaeth
Color: Green
Font Color: DarkSeaGreen
Physical Description:
Personality: Lernaeth, as a rule, is a very silly dragon. Whether it's asking silly questions, making silly comments or simply bounding around as if she's a tiny canine pup (which she is not, by any stretch of the imagination), you can always depend on this girl to brighten your day. Or... irritate the hell out of you, depending on your personality. Some may not find this green's bubbly, silly comments about how "such and such's head looks like an egg" and her almost giggle-like rumbles endearing. Still, it's hard not to like this girl, who seems to be able to be friends with a rock.
In a wing, Lernaeth is certainly more of a follower than a leader, taking to commands surprising well for someone with such a short attention span. She has remarkably quick reflexes as well, even for a green, and often processes a situation much faster than an average dragon, who may require either their rider or wing leader/second to tell them what to do. Even so, she would never offer advice to anyone else in her wing, making her a poor leader even if she were a bronze or brown, as she doesn't exactly know why she thinks so fast during Thread, her explanation being "It just goes WOOSH and POOF."
Besides her talents in fighting Thread (and her silly nature), Lernaeth really doesn't have anything else too remarkable. She likes cool, dark places, mainly for exploring purposes, and tends to like to hide in them, trying to startle any unfortunate soul, dragon or otherwise, who happens to come along. Almost always cheerful, the green has a bright outlook on many things, and is near impossible to anger. If you do, however, watch out. Despite her silly nature, she can be a dangerous enemy, and if agitated will coil her tail and lift her head high to make herself seem more dangerous, her stripes making her seem bigger than she actually is.
Other:
Stages: Jr. Weyrling
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:08 pm
Nimwae -
Ceanandin -
Nandeli -
Anont -
Hanya -
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:09 pm
  Info
Vermicella annulata
The distinctive pattern of this snake makes it easy to recognise. The pattern typically comprises approximately 30 bluish black to black rings with narrower white in between. The pattern runs completely around the surfaces of the snake.
The alternating colour pattern of black and white rings can play tricks on the eyes of potential predators, making it difficult to see which direction the snake is going, and which is the head or tail end. This confusing trick is called 'flicker fusion'.
If agitated, the band bandy will contort its body into one or more upright loops and will change and repeat this stance with abrupt thrashing movements. This snake is venemous but because of its small size it is regarded as virtually harmless. They have venom glands, however they produce very little venom and are unlikely to bite humans.
Myth
In Greek mythology, the Lernaean Hydra (Greek: (Ell-Lernaia Ydra.ogg [Λερναία Ὕδρα] ) was an ancient nameless serpent-like chthonic water beast (as its name evinces) that possessed 9 heads— the poets mention more heads than the vase-painters could paint— and poisonous breath so virulent even her tracks were deadly.
Ruck and Staples (p. 170) have pointed out that the chthonic creature's reaction was botanical: upon cutting off each of its heads he found that two grew back, an expression of the hopelessness of such a struggle for any but the hero, Heracles. The weakness of the Hydra was that only one of its heads was immortal.
The constellation Hydra is the largest of the 88 modern constellations, measuring 1303 square degrees. It has a long history, having been included among the 48 constellations listed by the 1st century astronomer Ptolemy. It is commonly represented as a water snake. In Japanese culture, it is also known as Nuriko, while in Chinese, it is known by the name Willow.
Why me?
Lernaeth is attracted to people who can see things her way. As the cheerful girl she is, she's always thrilled to try to cheer up other people, and to have a rider that would want to go on adventures with her, and be up for her mostly unplanned games, would certainly please her greatly. Looking for someone much like herself, she has found it in the wild, kind girl that is Nimwae, the green relating quite well to how she's not shy in the least. Nimwae is a sweetheart who is as expressive as Lernaeth is, and will try her hardest to always keep Nim happy any way she can. The two will have many great adventures together, and probably make the weyr a happier place because of them.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:10 pm
Touching Bandybandy EggThe bandybandy egg is another small egg, though this one is not hiding. Placed in front of the others, it is not far away from its siblings and is rolled completely on its side, facing down and towards the group, as though playing a silly joke. A rather plain egg, it is off-white with large blocks of obsidian patterned neatly up the side of the egg. Hatching Glancing up from her work to enviously study the shadowed forms of her sleeping roommates, Nimwae sighed before once again squinting at the skirt in her hands. Sometime during the course of the day she had somehow managed to rip a hole into her skirt, and since her wardrobe was already so bedraggled, had decided to patch it up in the few moments before bed. The task was frustrating and slow by candlelight, Nimwae thought as she hunched over close to the flame, but she would be glad she had taken the extra time to do it - especially since the Hatching was so close! Look, she was almost do-
"Ow!" The surprise of the humming caused the girl to p***k her finger with the needle, but the pain was quickly forgotten in light of what the humming meant. The Hatching! Tossing the now un-important skirt onto her cot, Nimwae pulled out her robes, jostling into one of her now awakened roommates. The girls were silent as they dressed, the combination of sleepiness and nervousness stifling their voices. Smoothing out the folds of her robe, Nimwae then blew out the candle before quickly exiting the room after the other girls.
Shuffling onto the Sands after the remarkably quick (or so it seemed) trip, Nimwae bowed to the queen before gathering amongst the other female Candidates. Her eyes managing to find the eggs from behind the seeming sea of heads, she looked at them and half expected one to crack just as she was watching. Even if she didn't Impress, it was a privilege just to stand here and possibly (hopefully!) watch her friends Impress.
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[...] The bandybandy egg had taken this opportunity to wiggle a bit, the dragonet inside obviously trying to worm its way out from beneath the striped shell. Within a few minutes a green tumbled onto the sands, the momentum of her hatching sending her face first into the sand, her eyes whirling in confusion as she blinked at the candidates not a few feet before her. Creening curiously, she lifted her tail a little, the action making her look remarkably like a questionmark.
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Nimwae's attention was drawn from the choosy bronze as the sound of yet another egg's cracking. Watching as a little green rolled forward, the girl smiled at the sight of her. Such a clumsy thing, almost like the blue before her that had Impressed the unknown boy. Aw, and she had landed on her face! The urge to step forward and help the little green up rose in Nimwae, and she scooted forward the merest of inches before halting, still well within the group of Candidates. The anxiety caused her to play fretfully with her robes, her fingers clutching tightly at the white fabric. Oh, what to do, what to do? She wanted the little green to see her, but not if she was in the way of the Her's! Impression The green peered up at Nimwae, her eyes whirling a little, tail flicking out of it's question mark shape as she wiggled a little, lifting and spreading her wings a little as if she were trying to balance herself out. Lifting her head, tipping only a little as she regained her balance, she stumbled forward a little more, bumping into a nearby candidate by accident, knocking them over but otherwise causing no damage. For a moment she took her eyes off of the other girl to glance down at the candidate, looking a little apologetic as she glanced back up at Nimwae. May you tell them I am sorry? Lernaeth did not mean to. She is very clumsy. The green paused for a moment, as if she had not focused completely on Nimwae after she had knocked the other candidate down. Now she had, and she sent a wave of curious, excited, happy feelings towards her, her eyes beginning to whirl with a slight giddiness.
NimwaeMine, why did you not pick up Yours when she fell? You were there, you wanted to, but you did not! Silly, very silly. The curious voice sounded neither upset nor distressed, only curious as she stumbled nearly right up against her rider, pushing up onto her back feet and craning her neck up, fluttering her wings to try to keep herself balanced. --- At first Nimwae could not quite tell if the dragon was looking at her or the Candidates to either side of her, but she didn't dare break her sight on the dragonet to see if what the other girls were acting like. As the striped green moved, looking almost as if she was going to tip again, Nimwae finally shouldered past the two Candidates in front of her. She would be there to catch the little green should she fall again, and so focused was her thoughts that she hardly noticed when a Candidate was knocked down by the clumsy green. And then..
May you tell them I am sorry? Lernaeth did not mean to. She is very clumsy. The words took a moment to fully register, such was the oddity of having another's thoughts in your skull. But that moment quickly passed, and Nimwae was left with...so many feelings! Not just her's, but also the emotions of the little dragon in front of her. NimwaeMine.
Letting her knees hit the Sands as Lernaeth neared, Nimwae brushed a hand against her watering eyes, letting the other finally touch the head of the dragonet. "She says she's sorry. Lernaeth says she's sorry," the said, not even looking up at the pushed over Candidate. "And I am sorry, too. I'll always be there from now on, I promise!" she murmured, this time to the dragon.
Everything had changed.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:11 pm
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:13 pm
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:15 pm
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 8:16 pm
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