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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 3:12 pm
  Welcome to Orana and Brown Ilorith weyr. Setting up is in progress... Stuff to do: Write up everything(Again due to server being down) Make stuff look nice and add color Make fancy banners 
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 10:46 pm
~Index~ 1. Entrance 2. Index/Rules 3. Setting 4. The Rider: Orana 5. The Dragon: Ilorith 6. Firelizards 7. Impresson 8. Aquaintances 9. Items/Possessions 10. Family 11. History 12. Pictures 13. Reserved 14. Reserved 15. Disclaimer  ~Rules~ 1. No stealing. I do not tolerate anyone taking anyone else's art. Got it? 2. Orana's opinion of your character may or may not reflect my opinion on you. Don't take IC comments personally, okay? 3. Please follow the posting permissions as outlined in the first post. 4. If you have a gift for Orana and her lovely brown Ilorith, PM me, and we'll arrange a date to RP giving it. 5. I can add more rules if I so wish. 
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:29 pm
The Rider Name: Orana Age: 18 almost 19 turns Gender: Female Height: 6'2 Craft: Smith Previous Rank: Journeywoman Smith Current rank: Jr. Weyrling Family: Mother- Mara Father- Arian Sister- Alia Description: Orana Sky blue eyes fair skin and Wavy dark brown hair about to her shoulders in length she usually has it in a pony tail. She is tall and muscular form yet still has an air of feminism to her. She’ usually always has some sort of dirt or grime on her face from working. She wears comfortable brown leather boots that go over her knees. Firm blue cloth pants that her boots mostly cover. She also has leather brown gloves that are just below her elbow. She wears a brown leather belt as well with pouches for her tools. She wears a light blue shirt covered in a brown leather jacket. The Jacket has no arms showing her muscular arms from her craft. Orana has a long white scarf she wears. Though the scarf doesn’t stay clean for long nor do any of her clothes. Personality: Orana is a kind and caring person who enjoys helping people with things when she isn’t making something. Orana is also quite thick headed and task oriented refusing to quit something once she has started, nothing anyone can say or do will bother her. Orana takes great pride in her work and herself. Most certainly don’t interrupt her while she’s working her wrath will come down upon you tenfold she’ll start throwing tools at you and yelling for you to get out. She’d rather show something finished then half done. She’s clever and loyal to her friends and her Wyer. She does not take insults to her friends lightly her dragon especially. She’s brave living by her heart, strong mind and will. Orana often speaks her mind when she needs to. Brave as she is Orana is of terrified of losing any of her companions and Ilorith her dearest companion closest to her heart. Orana has confidence in herself and her Dragon. As stubborn as she is Orana doesn’t hold grudges too long unless it’s something that really offended her. Orana sometimes enjoys being in groups but other times she’ll prefer being alone with Ilorith. She loves to fiddle with and fix things and even though she’s a rider she’ll always carry her smith tools with her in case she needs them. 
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:30 pm
 The Dragon: Ilorith  Orana's pride and joy the hansome Ilorith. Name: Ilorith Wing:N/A*Too young* Date of Hatching: Tue December 19th, 2006 Color: Brown Personality: Strong, quiet, loyal and protective.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:32 pm
 ~`The Impression`~ Skies of Pern An egg jostled, causing a small gasp to rise up from the audience. People watched carefully as the egg moved and jostled about but all were surprised when an egg unnoticed on the side hatched first revealing a brown dragonet. The brown tumbled from his egg, sand grains stuck to his wet hide as he righted himself. Once situated and able to take a good look at the candidates, the brown ambled over to a candidate. The smile of the candidates face was bright as the dragonet let the candidate know his name. Ilorith Orana was now 18 turns old, in three turns she would be too old to be a candidate, she would loose her chance to impress and she would have only her craft. Orana looked skyward seeing all the dragons gathering, she was able to with so many dragons and riders pick out her friend Remia and Remia’s green Trith. Orana looked at her fellow candidates wearing the same thing as she. They all looked so similar. Orana observed many new candidates this time round most of them seemed nervous. Orana stood there unafraid, some of the dragonets were violent but there was no need to fear them they were just looking for their weyrmates.
Mid day, on the burning sands once more, clothed in the white robe again... Orana had her hair tied back. Her feet felt as though they would burst into flame, she knew they wouldn’t since she had gone through this once before. But would this time be any different? Orana had to wonder standing there. It was familiar seeing all the mixed emotions in each face, some were nervous, frightened while others anxious, excited and some well you just couldn't tell with some. Orana was so filled with emotions she wasn't sure what she was. The one lingering emotion that kept nagging at her was fear, the fear of being disappointed a second time.
Orana heard the gasp erupt from the spectators gathered around the sands and Orana’s eyes fell upon the shaking egg, as did everyone else’s. Please, please not again! she pleaded silently. She didn’t want to be left standing on the sands a second time her heart would break she was sure. Her eyes continued to stare transfixed upon the shaking egg, her heart pounded painfully reminding her of the disappointment she had faced before, was it far to much to hope for the fact she would impress at all?
Orana was one of the few standing here that wasn’t Weyr born nor did she have any link to the Weyr previously. Was that why? Was that why she wasn’t good enough and the fact she was a girl? Why wouldn’t a dragon choose her?! She yelled silently in her mind although it was more directed toward the trembling egg that seemed to have difficulty hatching. Why would she always be alone?
I am here and you are not alone, came a deep voice inside her head.
Where? She asked realizing she had only been staring at the one egg. Orana saw something from the corner of her eye an unnoticed egg had hatched while everyone had been look intently at the first egg to start moving. Orana turned her head to see the broken egg and a wet brown dragonet.
I am here can’t you see me? Came the voice's reply
The brown dragon ambled over toward the line of candidates he looked at a few before coming toward Orana. Orana was in shock seeing the brown dragonet before her, was this a dream? She wasn’t sure; after all she was a girl… and he a brown. Everyone knew greens and gold queens were more attracted to girls.
Are you mine? Are you really here? She asked him not wanting to look away and afraid if she did he would vanish.
Yes I am here Orana I have found you and you are mine, he replied looking at her through blue eyes, and Just as I Ilorith am yours.
The burning of her feet seemed so insignificant now as she stared at the dragonet; she involuntarily reached out her hand to scratch his eye ridge. Ilorith she whispered his name back to him. She still couldn’t believe there was a brown before her. Everything else around the two seemed to fall away for a moment.
My Orana I am hungry, her hungry little dragonet told her.
Orana nodded to the dragonet "His name is Ilorith" she announced proudly to thoes around her. Orana wore the widest smile that day. She had impressed first this time and a brown no less. It was amazing Orana thought as hse led the dragonet off the sands.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:33 pm
Acquaintances
Orana's Acquaintances
Remia: Remia is my first and best friend. We both met as canidates during the queens first hatching. She impressed green Trith. Even when I still hadn't impressed we remained close friends.
Mood: biggrin
Weyrwoman Ephia:A strong woman and well fit to run this weyr although some may not think so.
Mood: 3nodding
M'xan:I hate this man especially for his inults, I can't belive he became Weyrleader but I have to admit though his dragon sired a strong clutch and my brown Ilorith came from it. Well that should hurt his pride some!
Mood: stare
S'dar:I'm not too sure about him yet, I have heard rumors but its not right to judge upon them.
Mood neutral
Janista: My second friend and fellow rider. We met at the hatching gathering, female riders that impress male dragons have to stick toegther. Well at least thats what she said. But I like her.
Mood: 3nodding
Moranis: A weaver apprentice that helped me find my way around the weaver's hall. Things could have been a lot worse for me if I hadn't happened to bump into him. He quickly became one of my friends.
Mood: smile
Ilorth's Acquaintances
Trith:
Mood: 3nodding
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:34 pm
Items and possessions ((Post to be done))
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:37 pm
Family
Father: TBW
Mother: TBW
Siblings: TBW
Adoped Father: TBW
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:38 pm
History
Writting in progress....
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 3:50 pm
*~ Disclaimer ~*
Pern is owned and copywrited to Anne McCaffrey, for she was the one who created the world in which we are basing this RP, and for that we are all eternally grateful.
This certain RP and its plots are copywrite to Kolina.
Artwork is copywright to the artists
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