PROFILE
Name:Niyx
Age: 18
Gender: female
Sexual Orientation:Straight
Craft/Rank: Jr. Apprentice Inventor
History: Niyx was born the daughter of a crosscrafting traveling caravan harper and the caravan leaders daughter. Her father worked with a traveling troupe of entertainers that stayed with the caravan preforming at different halls and holds while the caravan traders did their business. All the while ferreting out interesting information and sending it back vai firelizard to the southern harper hall and the old harper hall. Therefore as one can imagine Niyx who was often employed by her father at a young age to act as a very cute disarming conversation starter learned her fathers trade at an early age. With her sharp wit and instinctive hoarding of information and rumors her family thought her born to play one of the harper halls many tunes just as her father had. If of course there wasn't one minor kink in their plans, Niyx was about as inclined to be social as a watch-wher was to walk out into the midday sun. Once you were able to convince her to be social she could spin herself a tale and keep conversations going for hours with her odd snippits of knowledge and quirky habits. The girl just preferred the company of scrolls to people, feeling much more at home working on whatever strange little project she had at the moment to being around other human beings.
It wasn't till one stormy night around the time she was 13 turns old when the caravan was forced to take shelter at a small ancientcraft hall that Niyx much to her mothers horror found her calling. The girl was as snug as a truddle bug in a rug amidst the strange going ons, unusual experiments, odd equipment, and the occasional explosions as though she'd been born to the craft. Entertained and feeling a fellowship towards the young bright and eccentric child the small hall masters accepted her apprenticeship and come clear weather the caravan left without Niyx. Ever since then the girl has remained at the hall sating her curiosity and thirst for knowledge though there was one subject that was instilled in her by her fathers stories and the little firelizards that she hasn't yet been able to analyze properly. Dragons. Niyx is simply fascinated by the creatures and though she knows the scrolls she's read on them inside and out hide and ink are a sad comparison to a flesh and blood beast.
Description: Niyx stands around 5'8 with a very acrobatic catlike build that could support wiry muscle, but from days on end at the work table leaves her nothing more then lightly toned with peachy barely tanned skin. She has grey blue eyes with dark copper hair that is cropped short. Her face is oval shaped with nice boning and well defined lips that seem to be constantly stuck in a slight smile. She has both her ears pierced multiple times and likes to wear plain copper colored small rings and studs in them. She favors wearing very bright striking colors, a habit left over from being raised among the troupe. She typically always has a pair of goggles around her neck and a pair of gloves tucked into her pocket. Niyx has a sort of chemical smell mixed with that of oil that tends to cling to her, but will fade the longer she's in the Weyr.
Personality: Anti-social, quirky, eccentric, individualistic, inventive, prideful, and a cynical since of humor are a few good ways to describe Niyx. The girl knows she's odd, but has made it her own somewhere along the line and takes jokes and jibes well though she tends to return them with her own sharp witted remarks. Niyx if you can break her cycle of frenzied activity and work, drag her away from her scrolls, and kick her into a crowd, can be extremely charming. With her fathers harper flare she's quite capable of feeding a crowd what they want, keeping them on their toes and keeping verbal attackers at bay with her cynical sense of humor and a rather winning smile. Her main fault is her pride. Niyx considers herself to be an excellent inventor. She takes great pride in her work and in all things she does. There is no half way for this girl, she either does something with all her heart and soul or she can't be bothered. She has a very distinct sense for when something is right, in it's proper place and for how the story is supposed to go, even if she delights in purposely throwing a wrench into peoples plans. She is by her nature a creator, a puppet master, a player of strings, someone who feels she should be above mistakes. Therefore when hers are pointed out she takes quite the hit and pains over correcting every minute detail of the offense. She takes great pride in her work and will neither eat nor sleep should a fault in it be pointed out till she has correct it. On the other hand she cannot stand laziness or people who falsely accuse and pick at her own failings to distract others from their own. If her sense of fashion wasn't so. . .odd on occasions one might even call her vain. Niyx delights in coming up with new things and enjoys showing off her unique flare on the rare occasions she deems to be social. First Queen help any boys who think that just because Niyx prefers to spend her time in the company of scrolls rather then them that she isn't fully capable of playing their courting game. No, Niyx delights in turning the male sex's more devious strategies right back on them carousing after her prey and leading them on in a merry chase before dropping them should they not prove her equal. Hinting at a trickier more manipulative beguiling nature when it comes to getting her way, hidden beneath her more bookish persona. After all it's all just a show to keep her busy while she's waiting for the ink to dry on her newest set of theories. Despite her tendency to play and tease other men Niyx is not a girl to lead one on. After all it's only a game and should it become more then a game to the man she's teasing she makes her intentions clear whether they are for her to stay or for her to go.
Other: Plays the Violin, was taught to cartwheel, tumble and throw knives by some of her fathers other caravan associates.
Theme: Black Fox
