Name: Yulu
Age: 18 turns
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Asexual
Craft: Healercraft ( Focus on Dragonhealing and/or Trauma )
Rank: Sr. Apprentice / Candidate
History: A result of a wham-bam-thank you ma'am flight, Yulu was born to a blue dragonrider and a lower caverns woman. Horrified that she had been seduced by the lifestyle of moral decay in the Weyr the woman immediately sent her child to live back with her family in the place of her birth, Telgar Hold, her reasoning to protect her child from both the lifestyle and from the woman of loose morals she had become. She forbade her family from telling the child anything about her, to prevent Yulu from seeking her out when she grew older and more curious. Her young brother stepped forth and offered to raise the baby as his own, and she swiftly placed Yulu into his care without a second thought.
This, of course, was a mistake to do. He didn't mind raising a child that had come out of wedlock, even one that did not belong to him. The mistake was that the man didn't want a daughter, he wanted a son, and now he was stuck.
Naturally following the course of events of a man not wanting a girl, Yulu was brought up to be a boy in every sense of the word. She would walk like a boy, talk like a boy, and learn to throw punches at people who called her a girl. Any girlish habits she may have developed at an early age were quickly scrubbed away from her personality via harsh words and occasionally actions by her father, leaving her confused, embittered, and possessing a gender complex that would render her incapable of understanding the appeal of others. By the time she reached puberty and could no longer be considered a 'son', Yulu's father had given up on her from then on.
Raised to follow in her father's, a Journeyman healer, footsteps and become a Healer for both Riders and Dragons Yulu didn't get much choice in what she wanted to do in her early turns. Always accompanying her father on trips about the Hold and Weyrs she was exposed to the way of a Healer early on and was slowly expected to memorize everything she had been shown. At first she possessed an aversion to the Craft (what kid enjoys blood that much?!), though through repeated incidents she slowly opened up and began to enjoy helping her father.
Expressing an interest to further her studies (and to get away from home for as long as possible) Yulu requested to be sent to the Healer Hall to progress and possibly become an official and recognized Apprentice or Journeyman. Her father was more than happy to allow her to go, figuring she might actually be useful to someone out there.
While at the hall she was mocked for her manner of speaking, mostly by girls/guys who found her too mannish for their tastes, though Yulu quickly proved she took dung from no one. Snide remarks only served to thicken her skin and increase her drive to become more than an Apprentice, as Yulu's motto was that she had not come to the hall to make friends - she came to learn.
Yulu had just passed her eighteenth turn when Search came and she was selected. Though advancing quite well in the field of Healing the young woman gave up her craft at a chance to become a rider. Perhaps if one day she returned to the hold on the back of a mighty dragon her father would finally eat his words about how useless she has been all her life.
Appearance: Yulu is not girlie, get that out of your mind. Girls would never dress or look the way she does, so hopefully you won't be dumb enough to mistake her as a pretty princess the first time you meet or else you'll be getting a nice fist to the face.
Her hair is short, cropped close to her head, and riddled with loose curls. The shade is a dark brown, nearly black, which Yulu finds pretty good since she can not wash her hair for a few days and no one notice the difference. When it is humid or rainy her hair takes on a mind of its own and seems to puff out, giving the young woman something of a large puffball atop her head. She has almond brown eyes. Yulu's father has told her that she greatly resembles her mother, as he himself is of a fairer complexion with light hair and blue eyes.
Yulu is not tall nor is she short, settling in at about 5' 4.5" (she says 5' 5", don't question her!) and she maintains a decent weight that leaves her looking filled instead of an hourglass figure. Her skin tone is a healthy shade of flesh, marred only here and there with childhood scars (from adventures, she says, nothing more).
Her fingers are usually hued red from working with the different salves that numb/shrivel the flesh, so she keeps her fingers wrapped in bandages from the base of the finger to to tip unless she is working. Clothing style tends to lean towards the male spectrum of outfits with breeches and boots, a loose shirt more or less her top of choice. Yulu does bind down her chest, mostly out of habit from her childhood, though she finds it also helps her while working if she can carry more without worry.
Personality: Yulu is willing to lend a hand when asked or needed because she likes to feel useful, though more often than not she's not doing it out of charity. If there is a personal gain to be gotten from assisting others the young woman usually finds that angle and uses it, though her actions towards people she may consider friends often may make others question her methods. She seems to be more willing to help them, though Yulu will actually not go out of her way to get emotionally or physically involved and puts in only a little more effort than with others.
Quite mannish in her actions and words, though not enough to be considered butch, Yulu is more comfortable acting as a guy and makes no attempts to display any form of femininity in her daily routine. She is friendly and outgoing, speaking to everyone in the Weyr regardless of their status, and has an air about her that proclaims she doesn't care if anyone doesn't feel the same way in regards to her. "Regret" is not a word that exists in her vocabulary, as Yulu lives her life each day the way she wants to without any worry or strife, and she seems rather content to continue doing so.
Yulu can handle the verbal snipes that come her way without even flinching, though she refuses to allow others to have their honor tarnished. While she views both male and female riders equal in the Weyr she often stands up more for the females, as she expects to one day join their ranks and people need to know their place. Yulu's words are bitter and full of spite despite being honey coated. She possess a refined talent of being able to talk down to people or actually insult them to their face, if they're not paying too close of attention, and if she doesn't like someone they'll quickly find out. She is not above thoughts of vengeance either, though she has yet to actually act on any of her grumbling. Yulu seems to have a pet-peeve about manners but to what degree is unknown.
She's pretty insecure despite being a heavy talker and walker, her self-esteem rather low from her childhood, though she'll be sharded before she lets anyone find out. To compensate for this she often repeats her successes out loud, multiple times, in order to boost her ego. Yulu seems to suffer from emotional detachment towards others, never allowing herself to get too close despite always willing to help out. The fact that she is a female and her failures around the Hall and the Weyr can often be attributed to being a woman really irks her, usually souring her mood until she either injures herself trying to complete the task or gets it done without any help. Also knowing that being at the Hall and the passing turns have made her more feminine both disgusts and terrifies Yulu, as she feels that showing such actions is a sign of weakness and failure. She is currently trying to man up more, though it's not working.
Other:
- Yulu refers to herself as a guy in her speech ( ae: I'm a meat and potatoes kinda guy . . . )
- Her rank of Sr. Apprentice could be attributed to all her early learning with her father, allowing her to climb a small rank at the Healer Hall
- Yulu is unaware that the man who raised her is not her father, mainly because she is too afraid to ask without the backlash that may come with it. She believes her mother has passed away for unknown reasons
Dragonriders of Pern: A B/C Shop
An advanced Pern RP centered in a B/C shop.
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