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Name: Spring |
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Gender/Age: female, 16 |
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Rank/Craft: holdbred, Apprentice Harper (scribe) |
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Location: Blackstone Weyr |
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Relatives/Family: several half-siblings in Dawnlight Hold |
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Dragon if any: GREEN Drupondith from Alabaster |
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Physical Description: 5'5", 130, well rounded and healthy. "Big Boned." Fair creamy skin, blond hair that is usually swept back carefully over her head, and is cut sharply at her shoulders. Her eyes are a golden brown. She has a small, sharp nose, and usually pursed lips. She usually smells of the same smoke and incense that Ebony shares with her, no matter her clothing. Her voice is high, but not airy or light. |
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Emotional/Mental Description: hiding behind a mask of "obnoxiously outgoing" is a girl who needs to be secure. She would lose everything if she lost a dragon. She trusts her friends intimately. She herself is a little flakey, but can be trusted to keep secrets -- as long as you want them between she and Ebony. They share pretty much everything, each other, their friends, smoke, and all. Spring is not a remarkably stable girl, but usually in times of stress she comes through. |
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History: born in Dawnlight and trained as a harper, when she met up with Ebony for the first time (hanging on H'lis' arm) she simply walked right up to them and fell into stride. She picked up her nasty habits from them, and intends to repay the favor. |
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Skills: as a Harper, she learned to take quick notes and write in poetic style. She hates poetry, prefering lists of facts that she can then embellish with her own flair and style. She is good about remembering people and faces, places and names. She also has a strong knack with making odd friends. |
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Pets/Hobbies/Posessions: she has two little fire lizards, a green named Sprang, and a blue named Sprung. They often emulate whatever she is doing, and make a lot of people nervous when they watch through windows or from rafters. She has every bad hobby that Ebony does and then some. She has a pair of specially made spy glasses, so she can see into far off places. |
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Notes and Special Information: She could have a total breakdown if her dragon (if she impresses) must go between forever. She would rather die than have her friends taken from her, and she needs their constant attention. She is a somewhat "high maintenance" friend. |
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Spring was not a morning person. The clap at her weyr-flap was annoying but she knew that it had to be important if someone was risking facing her wrath this early.
Not early, she thought as she donned her sun dress, it was day already and her head was just about ready to crack like an egg.
Or maybe explode like a puffer mushroom.
When it was Rideal at the door, she leaned against him heavily and groaned.
"What do you want, other than the obvious," she asked, and he supported her down the hall.
"There is a searchrider," he said.
Sprang and Sprung fluffed themselves out of sleep as well, and flew outside, through the window, possibly to join them later.
Rideal added some interesting commentary on dragons, flight, and why greens are nice.
Then Walick wandered by. Spring tried to smile but all her muscles hurt, even her face. Too much wine, not enough sleep.
The dragon moved her emerald head over the bunch of them, and announced through her rider that they were all three of them considered candidates at Alabaster Weyrhold!
It only took a moment for Spring to sober up completely. Suddenly, her head didn't hurt at all! In fact, she felt GREAT!
She laughed, and found that Sprang and Sprung had collected on her shoulders while she ran into the weyr. "We're going to be can-did-ates!" She called to them, and they happily sang along with her. |
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BACK to the Blackstone Weyr Folk
Green Sprang is from Seascape Weyr
Blue Sprung is from Baeris Kshau's Dragon Adoptions |
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Rideal suddenly became R'iel! Spring watched the beautiful blue come out of his shell, and then ... her attention was diverted away from that, even away from her two flits Sprang and Sprung. For looking at her with big red-orange eyes, filled with hunger and confusion, was a large green dragonet! |
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I will love you forever if you'll feed me, because I am hungry and perhaps I think that sensation I feel at the back of my wing is an ITCH... Could you scratch me and feed me? My name is Drupandith and I know you. Your name is Spring. What does Spring mean?
"What does Drupandith mean, my little darling? It means you and I are together always!" |
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Drupandith has grown to her Weyrling Stage! |
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