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 Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 3:25 am
Introduction and rules
Rule 1: feel free to assume that Aleerna is always here, so if you post she'll be around to reply. And if Aleerna's not here then Sidheth will be.
Rule 2: Only those on the relationship's list can post, Aleerna does not like having strangers in her Cot. Other Weyrlings however can pop their head in to ask a question if they want to. But only her friends can wander in.
Rule 3: If you want to post and your not a Weyrling or Aleerna's freind send me a pm or approach and ask Aleerna in the RP.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 3:29 am
The cot - Pre-plague
Like any Weyrling's room, the cot is sparse, with very little in the ways of furnishings. Aleerna's bed and Sidheth's stone couch take up almost of the room making it seem even smaller. A set of shelves on one wall display Aleerna's few possesions, mostly small trinkets she bought with her from the weaverhall.
There are a few wall hangings decorating the wall's, displaying Aleerna's skill at her previous craft. Before the hatching there would always a couple of unfinished projects littering her room but now there is only the occasional one to be seen.
A desk, a stool and a basket of cloth and weaving supplies finish off the furniture in the bare room which is usually kept fairly neat and tidy, however for girl, dragon and firelizard, it needs nothing more than the others to be home.
During the plague
During the Weyrling's quarentine the cot varies between extreme messiness and extreme cleanliness, depending on Aleerna's mood. The number of weaving (finished and unfinished) scattered around the room increase as Aleerna finds herself with more than desired spare time.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 3:30 am
Basic Stats  Name: Aleerna Gender: Female Age: 17 Sexual Orientation: Straight Status: Single Rank: Greenrider – Weyrling Dragon: Green Sidheth History Born in the Weavercraft Hall in Southern Boll Hold to a Master and a Journeyman, Aleerna was always destined to be a weaver. From a young age she showed considerable talent, particularly for the production of clothing. Her skill was so much that she caught the eye of the Masterweaver. She studied under him, learning many skills from him she received a special gift, a long purple ribbon. Knowing how rare purple fabric and dyes were this ribbon became her most prized possession. She saw her first Dragon when she was very young, it was a beautiful Brown and Aleerna was enchanted. After that she always ran out whenever a Dragon flew overhead or landed. Despite her love of them, she had never really thought about Impressing. Like most young people she dreamed of being Searched and Impressing but as she grew up she realised that this was unlikely. When she was 17 turns, just after beginning her Journeyman training she was Searched by a rider from Telgar Weyr. She had given up on her childhood dream of Impressing and was focussing on her training so she was initially reluctant to go with the rider. Once at the Weyr she was amazed, the Hatching was very close and she was one of the last few candidates to be Searched. She had only a few days at the Weyr before the Hatching began. During that time she met two of the other Candidates, who coincidently also came from the Fort area. These two were the first people in the Weyr that Aleerna became friends with. At the Hatching Aleerna was one of the first to Impress, in fact she was the second. Impressing so quickly meant she avoided the carnage that filled that Hatching. She Impressed Green Sidheth and became very, very happy.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 3:32 am
SidhethHatching Message The Peach Egg had been rocking quietly from side to side. The soft movements were minute, barely noticeable, which kept most attention off of it, the audience more enraptured with the violent shakings of some of the other eggs. Because of this, the silent hatching of the egg brought little attention. It was simply as if the tiny green hatchling simply appeared out of the coldness of between. But to those who had paid attention, they would have seen the green delicately shrug out of her shell, picking off the clinging pieces before spreading her wings to dry while she surveyed those assembled. Nail in the Threshold Green Hatchling Fragile, ethereal, wraith-like, the body type of the green gives the appearance that she is barely there, hovering in a plane between this world and the next. A vision in green mist, flirting with milky whites and sparkling silvers, but not quite becoming those colors, the mystical mix is blurred around the edges, almost creating a glow around the green if you let your eyes become unfocused. Tiny, almost minuscule pinpricks of a warmer green dot small places on her hide, almost giving the impression of a spattering of glitter when viewed from far away. The silver-green of her hide smoothly merges into the more milky coloring of her underbelly, wrapping around her forelimbs in spiraling strips, mixing with the silver green and sparkle spatters. Wings membranes mirror the underbelly, though they are almost transparent, appearing delicate and paper thin. The bone structure of the green is light and fluid, allowing her to move with a sinuous grace not many dragons could copy. Built more feline-like than other dragons, she will always seem otherworldly to others. Public Impression Message The Nail in the Threshold Green's regard was a heavy weight among those gathered, her whirling eyes weighing their qualities, seeing if they measured up to her standards. However, she did not walk among them. No, she stayed in place as her hide dried, as if not wanting to get sand on her wet hide. Ignoring the commotion around her, she simply waits with an expectant air. Suddenly, she is up and moving, a determined look now crossing her face. She knows exactly what she wants, and that is: Aleerna. The green was in the threshold and now had no intention of leaving. Full Bio
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 3:36 am
MajestyNow that its brother had broken shell and impressed, this egg attempted to follow suite. The Regal Sunbeam Egg rocked with more sedate determination than the previous ones, cracking very little until a large piece of egg shell broke off and a tiny bronze head emerged with a little chuff. Shaking the rest of the shell off with casual ease, the hatchling looked around in apparent curiosity before raising his eyes to one human and one human alone, and promptly beginning his creeling. Lord of the Skies, Bronze Hatchling Noble, regal and slightly reserved there is a deliberate sort of grace to this bronze. He is the opposite of his brother in coloration: his body is dark and richly shaded while his head is a lighter color; almost golden. He is not overly vocal, but when he does speak his voice carries with commanding presence across a wide area. The bronze continued to stare up at the girl with blonde hair. He did not know her name yet, but already he loved her. Loved her with all of his heart: his mother and her fair, the other humans, his siblings... none of them mattered. The only thing in the world was her, the centerpin of his universe. She seemed uncertain, a little worried, perhaps? That would not do at all. Nothing should trouble her. He could sense and smell already that she had food to ease his hunger, she was so kind and considerate... He rose onto his feet and waited a moment until he was sure they were steady, not wishing to fall and bump his chin on the stone floor. Then, carefully extending his wings for balance, he walked purposefully towards her with rainbow-whirling eyes. Even with his human he will be slightly reserved in behavior, though he doesn't scrimp on the affectionate thoughts and feelings. In the sky he is the epitome of beauty, moving with grace and ease and especially skilled at gliding for long distances without flapping. He prefers to eat fish rather than red meat, and becomes quite prideful whenever he catches one all by himself. Despite his slightly haughty nature he is quite smart and will gladly carry out tasks like message bearing or fetching small objects. There is never any doubt about his loyalty; there is no human for him aside from his, though he can be perfectly friendly when the right mood strikes him. Based on: Bald Eagle
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 3:39 am
Relationships
Minno - Weyrling - rider of Green Tertiath (deceased) - friend
Fal'n - Weyrling - rider of Brown Lusuth - friend
N'mar - rider of Brown Alreth - friend
M'leck (deceased) - rider of Bronze Jekheth - casual friend
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:49 am
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