Name: Kestra
Age: 19 Turns
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Craft: Bakercraft: Apprentice Entrees
Rank: Lower Cavern Worker / Candidate
History:
Kestra was born n’ bred in a minor hold that tithed to High Reaches, but it was decided she should seek a place at the weyr when she appealed to her parents that her appreciation for her own sex (alongside the odd craving for a handsome lad) was not a phase she was going through and wanted to be somewhere where that was perfectly fine, not something to hide or ignore until it "went away". Her parents were supportive of her, being a close little hold family, if not entirely supportive of her ‘choice’ (they rather hoped she’d grow out of it). They helped her get her place at High Reaches. Leaving her family was not really too dramatic, though she certainly feels lucky, and they keep in touch. With a bit of help she trained Orla to carry, so she could send the odd note to her father who knew his letters and idly showed her how to write when she was younger.

Though she was originally from a hold, she took to weyr life as if she were born to it and it's been 3 turns since she came and less than 1 since she was Searched from amongst the Lower Caverns crew. For her age she's behind when it comes to her Entrees training in the kitchen. Not for lack of effort but because before coming to the weyr she didn't have a set craft at the minor hold - she cleaned, she carried, she helped outside or in the kitchen when needed, specializing in nothing.

She is much happier in the weyr than she was in the hold, now she is free to be herself and has goals in life.

Appearance:
Kestra keeps her black hair up in a usually messy “heidi” braid or roughly ties it back in a short ponytail – keeping it out the way.

She’s a sturdy girl, tan, solidly built with boyish figure and sharp features. She's flat-chested and lacks curves. Her elbows look like they could put someone's eyes out.

She has a nice face but is not one who’d readily be labeled beautiful. Perhaps when she laughs and gives a lively smile, you could call her kind of pretty. She has small mole beneath her right eye.

Personality:
Practical and strong, Kestra is a force of her own. If she has a job to do she’ll do it and she enjoys knowing what she needs to do. She much prefers her more structured life at the weyr, where she's got a certain job to do and training, to her old place doing whatever.

But really she lives for the times when she’s not working – getting a nice cub of klah at the end of the day, the moments in between jobs when she can have a laugh with a fellow, gathers, holidays, hatchings and any other scrap time off.

She’s a jovial sort of girl, friendly and fond of fun. And just a bit of a flirt too, amongst those she’s comfy with in a ladsy sort of way, making the odd crude joke or adding a shot of innuendo to her words. She is not shy at all and has confidence, though she is occasionally unsure of her unpolished manners.

Kestra also rather enjoys seeing the brave dragonriders about the place in their riding leathers, as well, to be honest. Like going from famine to feast coming from her hold. So much eyecandy about, so little time…~

Other
- Ended up with Orla, her gold firelizard, sort-of by accident. Her egg looked to contain a large brown or maybe a small bronze. Kestra wouldn't change her for the world and her indulgence and affection for Orla is when Kestra seems the most girl-y.