Name: Alythrae
Age: 53
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Weyr: High Reaches Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: Journeyman Dessert Specialist
Physical Description: If she stands at 5'1" it's by the tip of her high slowly silvering but honey brown ponytail that she seems to always keep her hair in while riding. When not riding on Tarmath her hair can be in any number of styles, some of which she practiced on her daughters and some of which were taught to her by her own mother so many years ago. When it's tied into knots of any sort her silver stands out greater and despite her vanity she seems to be fond of the glitter it brings to her normally base toned hair. Not one to wear makeup as a child she does occasionally wear it as an adult, hoping to cover up the slowly forming feathery lines on her face. D'ast tells her quite often that she is the most beautiful thing he's ever seen and though she is loath to believe him she's never found a reason not to do so either. Her large green eyes narrow when she's laughing and match the crinkle that happens to her lightly freckled nose, both of these giving her an impish look that have others laughing uproariously alongside her.
Tanned by the sun from her years working at Benden Hold as an apprentice Vintner it never left her once she became a rider, giving her a bright glow full of light freckles that reminds people of summer even in the middle of winter. Her smile alone can do that, white against her tan skin, it pulls up towards her ears widely and gets everyone around her to smile too. Alythrae's entire being seems to be steeped in sunlight and the smell of vegetation even in a stone Weyr.
Rider or not this sprite of a woman loves to dress fancy! Every day is an excuse to look her best and she'll switch out of a dress into a wherhide jacket, or her husband's jacket thank you, if she needs to but it is always grudgingly. More than once her beloved husband has actually thrown the jacket over her shoulders when she dressed a bit too cool on a feast night to show off another beautiful dress. Flowing skirts and dresses are her favorites, but she feels just as comfortable in them as in a pair of thick boots and protective riding clothes while strapped into her riding gear many miles above the ground.
Personality: Look out world here she comes with a happy laugh and a bright smile to fill your day! Alythrae's excuse to have a good time is that she woke up this morning and the sun was out, or the rain was beautiful, or she got to hear one of her daughter's sing. Everything makes her happy and everything makes her smile, an infectious habit of hers that has managed to get even the most stoic of people crack at least a grin in response over the years. If it goes a little overboard it can sometimes be reined in by her husband, D'ast often being the calmer of the two with his reserved kindness, but she does try to be respectful of others emotions. She needs that happiness though and clings to it when the worst happens, though it sometimes can be something as simple as remembering how old her daughters are or how beautiful they've grown up to be that has her clinging to that joy like a drug.
This needy nature is balanced by her confidence most of the time but the two thread their way through her being every day, with one sometimes winning over the other. When neediness hits she often goes to spend time with her gentle green Tarmath, knowing that her dragon will understand that emotion all too well and wrap her in enough love to calm that particular emotion. The two are a perfect balance, just as she found the perfect balance with her husband's kindness, and her giving heart boosts her up to show all the love to her family that she can. Every moment she spends with her daughters is a chance to learn something new about their growing personalities... and possibly feed them. Or make them something beautiful to wear for their next big event or gathering. Anything that she can give them makes her happy and she adores her big family so much that she'd do anything for them!
That being said, she can sometimes become jealous if those around her get distracted by things she herself might not care for or approve of. If she sinks into one of these states of jealousy she'll look to her own flaws as if they caused the initial thing that made her jealous, her vanity always growing each time until she's reassured. Reassurance generally comes form her dragon but with her friendly and giving personality there are more than enough people to tell her otherwise as well. Even if she falls into these ruts she'll drag herself back up rather quickly and then apologize endlessly for lapsing into them in the first place, especially if it was brought about by a specific person.
Positive Trait List: Vibrant, Confident, Affable, Giving
Negative Trait List: Prone to Jealousy, Needy, Vain
History: Daughter of two farmers that raised her and her two younger sisters in an outer-lying hold near Benden Hold, the feisty blonde girl had her hands and feet in dirt from the time she was born which lead her to eventually becoming a Vintner. From the day that she could walk her parents taught her the beauty that came from green and nature and just how much joy could be had from spending time around it and Alythrae took to it like a fish born into water. Everything that she could absorb from the pair she did with gusto and though there were days that she stopped to take care of her younger siblings so that her parents could continue to farm and feed them, she always found a way to spend her days outside rather than cooped up inside the walls of the hold. Before long she was allowed to tend to the fields, learning different techniques and absorbing the teachings her father gave her that included ways to sprout seeds and coax plants into maturity that lead to more robust vegetable offerings. It was no surprise to the couple that she would eventually go on to apprentice with Benden Hold as a Vintner as soon as she came of age, though they were happy that she didn't wander too far from home in her endeavors.
Once she ended up in Benden Hold with an apprenticeship as a Dessert Specialist, she flourished quickly and became one of her master's favorite. Though she missed her family dearly she learned to love every day that she got to walk through the vineyards and every chance she got to experiment with something new, and experiment she did. Many a Turn passed with her testing, tasting, mashing, clipping, and learning every step of the vintner process that she had chosen to follow. Sun tanned her, wind chapped her, and rain refreshed her as she spent her days in the fields at the beginning but she came to spend even her later training out in the open as much as she could. Once she walked the tables to Journeyman it was of no surprise to anyone that she spent her days outside as much as possible, letting the very sunlight itself touch every aspect of her growing and being just as wild as she was born. Alythrae worked with others to create her dessert finest and had two strains of vintage by her early twenties when she met a bronze rider that was impressed by her vivacious presence. It came about that the rider was there to pick up wine, an attempt to wine and dine someone special to him, but he hadn't been on an official search when his dragon showed an interest in her. Despite his reservations the rider offered to take her with him to stand as a Candidate, the opportunity to serve Pern and spend her days riding through the sky enticed her.
Already a Journeyman but desiring to see more of the world, Alythrae lept at the opportunity to see High Reaches Weyr, any Weyr really, and accepted his offer without a single thought. If it came about that she didn't Impress she could always return to her passions as a vintner anyway and many in the Holds like herself had grown up knowing that they had little chance of becoming a Candidate, much less Impressing a dragon. Once at High Reaches she was shocked to see how different it was from the shining green of her Holds and a part of her dimmed when she was forced into classrooms made of stone. The blonde that had at one time had a glow as bright as the sun in the sky darkened until she stood for her very first Hatching and saw some of the joy and terror that waited there on the burning sands for her. Though she didn't Impress that first time, she threw herself into her studies, wanting to learn as much about the large dragons around her as she could, wanting to know what made them tick and exactly how many of them loved to spend their days outside. Alythrae saw freedom on their wings, a rainbow of emotions in their beautiful faceted eyes, and power in their strong bodies that trained to defend Pern. The members of the Weyr believed fully in the return of Thread and despite herself she found herself understanding their desires to stay as strong and trained as they could to meet the age old menace should it ever return.
Standing for a second time she finally met her perfect match in a mellow green that ran towards her begging to fly from the moment that she hatched her shell. Tarmath was everything that Aly could ever hope for, her heart swelled as she grew and the sleepy dragon finally showed her true colors when they were given the chance to fly for the first time. Together they soared on the green's strong wings and though she had often seemed downright lazy to the active girl before, Tarmath showed her entire settling win that underestimating her would prove to be foolish for all involved. Learning faster and flying higher than any of her more boisterous siblings right out of the gate, weariness seemed to avoid her and fears of speed and agility made her hard to manage and catch. It frustrated her trainers and masters but it caused her newly minted rider to laugh and laugh for days with joy. Suddenly the pair knew who they were and where they belonged in the hierarchy of the Weyr that both were still new to and it was to fight. From that day forward the pair were riders and nothing could stop them from fighting.
Though she never seemed active enough for it, against the beliefs of everyone that knew her, Tarmath rose in her second year for the first time and took her would-be suitors on a dizzying dance around the mountains of High Reaches one morning. While it seemed that even the strongest of browns were too slow or lacked the agility to catch her, it was into the claws of a brown that she finally fell, meeting the dragon that would become her life mate and unintentionally helping her rider to meet her future husband. Alythrae gave birth to a set of twins less than a Turn later and was excited to start her own family, though she was uncertain of how to raise them as a dragon rider when her heart told her that Tarmath came first. To her delight and relief, the rider she had spent her flight with willingly kept them as well, hoping to build a family that he had never had himself. Through her delight and joy came many more children, some born and others adopted from the Creche but all her children and all special to her, new stories that would grow to defend Pern with the return of it's deadly enemy.
Other: Alythrae has quite a few children with her husband:
Ashlyn - 28
Ash'il - 28
T'rel - 22
Tassiel - 22
Demanthra - 18
Kinyegele - 15
Ionan - 14
DRAGON
Name: Tarmath
Age: 31
Color: Green
Size: 28'
Physical Description: This green is prone to being a bit overweight, something that has gotten her rider to take her on extended flights to keep her in shape and in fighting form, however she'll still move a little bit slower than other dragons when on the ground. Tarmath's spotty back and soft green underbelly make her look even softer than she actually is, but as long as she's been exercising she is nothing but muscle that keeps her in the air. Despite her ease of being overweight this large green can streak through the sky when she rises and can outfly some of the smaller blue males.
Personality: Not particularly outgoing while on the ground, Tarmath has quite the dual personality once she takes to the air. While on the ground she can be complacent and mellow, prone to falling asleep and laying down to watch the youngest children while they grew up. One of her greatest joys was keeping an eye on the smallest of her rider's children as they grew and learned and lived, being a constant protector over them when they needed it. Once she's in the air however, this dragon is completely different. Focused and driven to fight Thread until the very last beat her wings can take she's been told that she pushes it too far by both her rider and the wingleader that really does think she goes too far. Tarmath can fly for nearly an entire fall with her drive but is often cycled out before she's willing and can be somewhat gruff and violent when pulled away from fighting to rest.
Once her feet touch the ground she's back to normal though, quite happy and once again a sleepy mellow dragon that allows the world to move around her. This dual nature compliments her rider who can sometimes be hesitant in the air but boisterous on the ground, making them work best together when up in fighting formation as Tarmath's drive and Alythrae's reservations are a perfect balance. If asked the green will tell everyone that she never expected to meet her match on the sands after she hatched, having looked through all of them a few times. Once she saw her beloved blonde life-mate she never looked back, instantly abandoning her thoughts of going Between and devoting her life to making the girl's better.
When she rises this green is fast and wicked, taking her would be suitors on a dizzying dance through the sky as high as she can before falling, always aiming towards Zetigeth's claws no matter who is the quickest. They don't last very long but they have worn out many a blue and brown dragon in the past.
Dragon Art or Proof of Obtainment: Durgmas giveaway lady
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