Name: Drusilla
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Sexual Orientation: straight
Rank: candidate
Appearance: Having a near ghostly pallor, with blackest hair, near bloody lips, and piercing violet eyes. She stands about 5'4" on a good day and is very slender with a heart shaped face.
Personality: Drusilla has no respect for Dragon-riders, she is disagreeable, rude, and defensive. She rarely if ever shows that she is a worry-wort, protective, and an all around nice person. She has a real weak spot for children though.
History: She was the only female apprentice metalworker, so the way she behaves is largely attributed to that. Additionally, she's the Goldsmiths daughter, giving her more of a reason to be peevish and hostile. She was the very smallest person in the entire hall, because of her small hands and fingers, she was taught the finer points of the craft like fixing jewelry and setting gemstones. Girl stuff. One day, on a routine sweep, she was called upon to head off to Telgar and impress a dragon. Before being called she'd met quite a few riders, and disliked them all, as most were rather cocky and arrogant. Some even assumed that because she was a woman at the smithery, she was only there for personal needs. But her father was getting older and guilted her into going as a 'dying wish'. So away she went to make him smile. Drusilla hasn't made any friends and doesn't really want them.
After failing to impress, Drusilla was notified of her fathers death and her new assignment to Telgar as a representative of Smithcraft hall. Despite her reservations about impressing, she's actually very depressed about failing to impress a dragon.
Pet(s): A green fire-lizard given to her by her father. It was a commission for a necklace she'd finished for him.
Other: She hates the cold with a fiery passion. She can usually be found sleeping in front of the fire with her feet up, and she tends to curse at people, a lot and regardless of their standing in the wyer.
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