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Yevalee and Sleuth's journal

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Parents: Hiraeth X Balith
Clutched: Turn 3 / Month 9
Siblings: Ellioth, Leoth, Blyth, Marloth, Ankheth, Horteth, Peth

Appearance:
Sleuth is a handsome green, if a little rotund - she will easily run to fat if left to her own devices or given a period of inactivity, and will always be a little overweight. Despite this, she moves surprisingly lightly and quickly... and even, on occasion, stealthily, being extremely light on her claws.

Yevalee thoughts: She is ample body, bold, and absolutely beautiful. I'm going to have to keep an eye on her, but curves are beautiful.

Sound of voice: A quill scratching, the weight of responsibility, the glint of gold.

Yevalee thoughts: Her voice is skittering, like pens but heavy. It is odd to think of that sound as heavy, but they apply ink to paper and that transformers into orders and allow for all sorts of thing. Responsible, that it. And there is a glimmer of promise, a shine just out of the corner of one's eye.

Personality :

Sleuth is an incredibly intelligent creature, and it will be an unusual puzzle that flummoxes her for long - indeed, she lives for puzzles and conundrums, and working through them is going to be her favourite activity from now until she meets her fate between. Given the right motivation, she will be wonderful at assisting her rider in puzzling out the connections between events and cases: if ever there was a dragon to work out a conspiracy, it will be her - though occasionally she'll also see connections that don't exist, with her tendency to see everything as a puzzle, and between she and Marloth they'll be able to cook up terrifying conspiracy theories.

She will always long for people who can meet her intellect and challenge it, whether that be her rider or other dragons, and will be drawn to rarified circles. Sleuth is also logical in the extreme, and may find it hard to process the occasionally illogical way people act - although she will grow used to it and even think of it affectionately sometimes, it will always puzzle her. Her rider will have to help her in terms of her emotional understanding for her to figure out the pieces of the puzzle that escape her.

This green is extremely fastidious about her appearance, and will always be well-groomed: there will be frequent requests to her rider to update her jewellery, her straps, everything she owns to keep it up to date with current fashion. Her rider will be nagged until they are also fashionable and neat, and she will always despise uncleanness. She is also an efficient creature who will always do things in the best possible way… even if it takes her ages to set things up to do them in the best possible way, well, there'll be savings in the end.

However, Sleuth is not always a kind or ‘good’ dragon: she is cold and calculating, with little to no concept of loyalty beyond that to her rider. She will always do what benefits them best in any given scenario, no matter what friends it might lose her. She isn't an emotional creature in terms of her response to things, but is absolutely capable of making strong connections even if she finds it difficult to express them sometimes.

She also has a tendency to over-complicate things: a simple solution will never do for her when she can make things elaborate, and will always have a particular love of setting up rube goldberg like scenarios. This is something which can absolutely backfire on her when some unexpected factor crops up. She is also a proud creature, with a tendency to take any affront to her dignity very hard - and her rage is a magnificent thing.

Positive: Extremely intelligent, logical, fastidious in appearance, efficient
Negative: cold, calculating, tendency to overcomplicate things, egocentric, proud

Yevalee's thoughts: She is, it is hard to describe Sleuth, we have just met and I was not in any state of mind to really think. She is there for me, a warm form against me , loyal, concern, though I really don't know why she thinks the healers were in a conspiracy to harm me.

Why Me?: Yevalee and Sleuth share a certain inability to demonstrate emotion, and she finds something familiar and comforting in that - as well as a love of fashion. Sleuth, however, is a good deal less shallow then her rider - she will always demand the most out of him, and will not let him aim low when he could be doing something more interesting!

blah, blha

Things currently going on -
Yevalee impressed!
And at the Feast joined the mob against G'vian and danced with Kidder.

Current whereabouts - Sands/infirmary
Sleuth is not at all pleased with how long it took for her rider to get proper care.
Yevalee - is getting care and will be in recovery for some time.

At the feast
Sitting down talking to Venk, Shylla, Natalya, and Brian
Sleuth - dancing with her sister.


-The Touching - Zarike punched open an egg at the touching and impressed / Yevalee had a bad reaction at the touching to a few eggs.

- Hatching- Yevalee ended up mauled by the egg that didn't care for him. Impressed Green Sleuth.

-Feast- What are you thinking G'vian? First Wingleader G'vian challenges Weyrleader T'gall a duel. Yevalee is part of the Weyrling class to stand up against it.

- First class-

Possessions

Uniforms - In blue now, a rather lovely color. - He is very pleased to be wearing something other then boring drab grey.

Coat: Fine dark brown leather with removable wool lining.

Carving kit - a large over the shoulder bag with pockets, adjustable shoulder strap, and enough space for the tools of his hobby and current work project.

Jewelry - not a lot but he has some rather nice pieces. Most expensive piece would have to be the gold hoops given to him by his sister after his impression. The rest tend to be braided silk, bone, and shell/pearl.

I been lax of late in recording my thoughts. Partly because so many things have happened lately, and not all of them have been good. I could considered all the adventures started with Sleuth and the hatching, but in truth it started with Peth and Zarike.

If Zarike had not broken the egg open, if Peth had been healthy. If Hiraeth had not been so ill. I could pile wistful thoughts into a mountain of ifs and it would not change anything. At times I wish it would.

What should have been the most joyous time in my life was more pain filled and tired. I had been clawed and lightheaded and bloody. Sleuth was a rock and I had need for her and perhaps it was not an instantaneous bond but slow and strong.

The healer cleaned my wounds and feed Sleuth and I should have, but I couldn’t think. I spent the hatching feast sore and stiff and well, doing dim glow things that could have killed me perhaps, if G’vian had been so incline. Well, perhaps not. I don’t think we warrant his notice.

I don’t know what G’vian was thinking, challenging T’gall. Yes, he was flashing and tossing about his power after winning the queen flight. Hiraeth surviving clutch was small and perhaps he over spent, drowning himself in new found wealth and power. It wasn’t his fault though that the clutch was small or that Hiraeth was ill.

Still, to challenge T’gall to a duel. In front of everyone was not a path that one of the Wingleaders should have taken. Certainly not in front of the second son of High Reaches Lord Holder. It made no sense and perhaps I shouldn’t have followed my more head first into trouble classmates.

I danced with Kidder. Of all people.

It was no surprise that G’vian was demoted.